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Here's How I Rock Beyonce's New Flash Tattoos

Remember when Beyoncé made a splash on the scene last year when she debuted flash tats while on vacation in Italy?


Back then, I may or may not have thought that #QueenBey looked like an art project with the way she layered her flash tattoos--a really cool art project that I wanted to replicate.

I thought this every time that she would stunt on the ‘gram wearing the temporary metallic tats. And then, the unthinkable happened!  Apparently, she loved them so much that she reached out to the brand to design her own line, and the rest is flash-tats-all-over-my-body history!

For $28 I received five sheets of individual Beyonce-themed tattoos that were fairly easy to apply.  All I needed was water to add motifs like guns, honeycombs or popular Bey lyrics to my body and I, too, became my very own work of art.

But an interesting thing happened.

I applied the flash tats to the areas of my body that were my least favorite. I mean, why not make my flaws beautiful, too?

Just like most women I to have areas of my body that I am not to fond of. I dislike my neck, it’s just so long. But suddenly, wrapping a choker around it made it more appealing.

Same with my torso, it’s really long so I usually don’t like to show my stomach. But with the gun literally on my hip? made it look cool.

When it came to choosing where to put "pretty hurts," I thought a little more literally. Though I dislike my neck, the phrase to me just represents how doing my hair or getting fancy with makeup can be such an annoying process.  I wore the choker and "pretty hurts" to the Afropunk Festival!

I have my dad’s hands and my ankles don't match my feet--my ankles are very small. I also have rather large hands for a woman. But again with the tattoos, I felt like a work of art.

That fabulous Beyoncé is still finding ways to empower women—even if it’s only with a flash tat. You can choose an area of your body that you may not find flattering, and in just a matter of moments fall in love with it.

Bey, I love you like xo for that (and of course I had to take a trip to Coney Island to prove it)!

The end result was that I felt very beautiful. Now, I’m not saying this is the reason Beyoncé layers her flash tattoos, but I most certainly felt flawless! Oh, and for the record, to remove them you’re going to need a lot of patience, baby oil, and a warm washcloth. Let the baby oil absorb into your skin and then rub in a circular motion.

What are your thoughts on her new flash tats? Get a peek at the various ways I was able to rock them below!

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He was tall, dark, handsome, well spoken and well liked -- everything a girl could dream of on paper. In the beginning there was light, a light of hope for a new love. But as time went by, the relationship spun into darkness. Whether it was the dish I cooked, shirt I picked out, or the way I answered him, it was as if nothing I did was good enough. In fact, his dissatisfaction only made me want to work harder and do more to please.

I recall times when he'd squeeze my wrist a little too hard in public as a warning, leaving bruises -- but it was my fault because I was fragile or bruised "easily." Or the time he dislocated my shoulder and I had to lie to my child because I didn't want her to worry. Each time letting him come back because he appeared to be remorseful and willing to change. But that was only the beginning.

In 2012, I faced an unplanned pregnancy. I had just lost my job and I was struggling to pay the rent. To top it off, the father of my child had given me an ultimatum (as he was "not ready" to be a father)... it was "him or the baby." So, as you can imagine, I was struggling with the decision of bringing a beautiful new babe into my chaotic world. After all, I was already a single mother with one divorce under my belt, living check to check -- now couch surfing, all the while awaiting the big day. I felt as if the weight of the world was sitting on my shoulders -- better yet, my chest!

Although I told my ex where he could put his ultimatum, he came back around to see our child's birth. And while my gut told me to "RUN" in the other direction, I took him back out of fear. Fear of what I thought would be failing yet another child. "You can't do this alone," he said. "You need me," he said. I believed him. For a few months, things appeared to be different. Until the pressure of fatherhood began to sink in. Then the drinking, cheating, lying, and abuse began to resurface.

Oddly enough, it took one fight (like so many before) to get me to LOOK UP. "You don't do sh*t for your kids," he said. "I don't even want to be here but now we have this baby." -- "I gave you an ultimatum but I'm still here. So why wouldn't you want to make it work?" he continued. As if he was doing me a favor.

Holding my baby close, I quickly scanned the room at the home I had built for "us." It was MY blood, sweat, and tears that went into making this home, I thought to myself. At that moment, I knew I'd be damned if I allowed this to continue. I would never want this for my daughters, so why am I endorsing it for myself?

As he proceeded to punch the wall, it was as if the three years preceeding the fight flashed before my eyes. I pictured myself laying on the ground in shock like years before... but this time, it was my child crying beside me. "He's got to go," I whispered to myself. With tears streaming down my face, my hands shaking, and my body quivering in fear, I opened the front door and with everything in me yelled, "GET OUT! GET OUT! GET OUT!"

A few insults later, he managed to make it out the front door and I hit the floor... in prayer. I was ashamed. Not just because I saw this coming. But because I had been here too many times before. Although I am a different person today. There are still some days where I wish I could go back an avoid all of the pain.. much of which I am still working through today.

So, as part of the healing process, I've created a list of dating advice I'd give my younger self:

Fall in love with yourself first.

Don't spend your days in search of a partner to "complete" you. Discover what makes you SPIRITUALLY, emotionally, intellectually, and physically whole first and foremost. Then, when you do meet someone special, ask yourself, "Is this person adding or subtracting from my life" -- "Do they build me up or break me down?" I think Oprah said it best. Don't spend your life searching for the perfect person. Work to make yourself the perfect person for YOU, and then... only then, will "the right person be drawn to you based upon the work that you put out."

[Tweet "First, discover what makes you spiritually, emotionally, intellectually, and physically whole."]

If someone tells you're they're not good for you, believe them and RUN.

You cannot save everyone! While mending the brokenhearted is practically embedded in your DNA, people are who they are. Some people are going to destroy themselves, no matter how much you try to "help" them. If someone says that they are "no good" for you, or "trouble," take that at face value and run the other way. Just because you are open and capable of love does not mean the one you "want" is ready for love. You will deplete yourself by trying to "heal" this person -- which in the end, will do you more harm than good.

Trust your intuition.

It's trying to protect you! Never stop sharing your love; that's why you were put on this Earth. But sometimes real love means saying goodbye. It takes much more courage to let something go than it does to hold tight -- or try to "fix" it. Letting go doesn't mean you're ignoring the situation. It simply means you're accepting what is, exactly as it is, without fear, opposition, or desire for control.

[Tweet "Trust your intuition. It's trying to protect you."]

Talk it out!

As difficult as this may be sometimes, do NOT keep your feelings bottled up! People are not mind readers. They should not have to jump through hoops to uncover when and how they have wronged you. Pass on the fit of tears over dinner at California Pizza Kitchen and open the floor to a grown-up discussion at an appropriate time in private. Learn how to separate the person from the issue. Be soft on the person but firm on the issue. If you want to find long-term relationship success, you're going to have to learn how to communicate.

Forgive yourself.

Life didn't come with instructions. You are not your mistakes. You are not your struggles. You are here NOW with the power to shape your tomorrow. Take all the time you need to heal. The key to breaking free from your broken self, is baby steps -- taking it one day at a time. Never let a bad day make you feel like you have a bad life. Just because today is painful doesn't mean tomorrow won't be great. You WILL get there.

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