The Brave Collection

In my previous post I mentioned that I felt brave when I defy critics and follow my heart. Whether that means having grey hairs or auditioning at Second City. I'm try to not let the world get me down. I don't owe them anything nor do they owe me.

But life isn't as simple as it is in the west side of the world. Some people, get caught into situations that we would never wish upon our deepest enemy. When you support The Brave Collection, you're helping end the cycle of human trafficking in Cambodia. An issue that plucks at my heart strings and stings like the winter's cold. Being a victim of sexual assault, I know when no, means no, and I would love it if we came together and made our voice strongly heard.

Each bracelet is hand made by fair trade artisans in Cambodia, and is inscribed with the word "Klahan" which means Brave in Khmer; the language of Cambodia. It rings as a reminder of the bravery of the survivors, and the more survivors to come.

I was more than happy to collaborate with The Brave Collection, and I hope that you are as excited about it as I am. You can show your support by clicking a link here or in the sidebar. Tis the season!

you must be brave

Everything: vintage
hair: hair rules curly whip
glasses: bonlook
Bracelet: The Brave Collection

I already know how some people think of me. "You must be brave to../go out dressed like that/wear your hair grey/meet people from the interwebs" But I'm sure I made it clear I don't really hold the value of other peoples words much to a grain of salt.

I love encouragement, I care for support, all of your kind comments wake me up each day wanting to improve myself, but judgement? Not my style...

Maybe its the stress of being "an adult" but I recently discovered more grey hairs than the one I had nearly ten years ago when I turned 16. I sort of look forward to being all white (since they turn white and not grey like my grandparents), I'm in no rush to cover them up. What's wrong with aging? I'm learning to be more graceful about it. I use to close my eyes a wish "this was all over with".."next year will be better" "no, NEXT year will be better" but its really a landslide before I'm 35 with 3 screaming kids and and stressed out husband! I think I'll enjoy this next decade of my life of being a woman. Sounds weird, but when people look at me, seeing a child is nearly through, they see a grown ass woman, with bills, a job, a life! A life I tend to take care of, than worry over the small things like a few grey hair. Besides, I think I earned my stripes! Don't you?

Plus I'm wearing my bracelet from The Brave Collection, it also encourages me to stay strong. With all the suffering in the world, what's so bad about a few grey hairs? Throw on a jumpsuit and enjoy life! And perhaps support a cause or two...