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Welcome to PolkaDotTheory™, a personal blog, where I'm navigating through this thing called life, mid-life that is.

My name is Tren, thank you for stopping by. Here you will find a hodgepodge of posts that are inspiring and entertaining. I hope that you will follow me on this journey.

Again thanks for stopping by!

xoxo - Tren

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Jan 18, 2017

Life Is Better In Heels…


Theory No.: 025 - Life Is Better In Heels…

Imagine this… a dimension as vast as space and as timeless as infinity. It is the middle ground between light and shadow, between being fab and drab, and it lies between the pit of woman's fears. This is the dimension of imagination or a lack there of. It is an area where there is no fashion forward people, no flair, just flat hair, jeans (no – not skinnies, not boyfriend, just jeans), and makeup free faces…A zone where everything is just bland… this is the area in which we call the No Fashion Zone…

Okay first things first, you may have guessed, but I’m a huge fan of the Twilight Zone. I absolutely love the show (the original series, not the remake that was done in the late 80’s/90’s). What I enjoy the most about the show is how the characters often found themselves in some alternate universe that made absolutely no sense based on their reality….

Funny thing is that, I can totally relate. You see I come from a place where things are always done certain way. The way a lady carries herself, the way she dressed. I’m originally from the South, so you get the picture… However now I am in a faraway place and I find myself walking into, let’s say, the office… and no one is dressed for success. No one is wearing lipstick, well maybe one lady – she gets it, oh and another that works in another office – yeah she gets it too.  However there’s a majority of folks that just don’t care about the way in which they present themselves. It doesn’t stop there, I go to the mall, to dinner, and the movies… you name it and the same thing. Just no fashion, no style, no inspiration for a woman like me.  

After a while of lacking inspiration, I thought to myself, “Maybe I’m getting too old for this”. I actually remember the day I found myself standing in front of the mirror saying, “oh well I guess this is it, the end of my fabulous life of playing dress up – I’m officially old.” From that point on, I found myself in a state of sadness. I would walk through the mall and see things that I loved and say to myself, oh well what’s the point? Seeing items online thinking, “Oh I would look fab in that, yet resigning myself to…”well maybe I’m too old for that”. What a dreadful place to be I tell you…
Then one day I woke up, literally, woke and grabbed a pair of shoes in haste as I hurried off to work. It was like magic!! I felt great, and there was nothing that could get me down. I asked myself what is going on. What’s different about today? I looked down at my feet and realized I was in heels!! I felt stylish, confident, and a little sexy even. I was able to get through the ups and downs of my day with a finesse and a smile. I tell ya, life is better in heels. Imagine what would happen if a red lip was added to that??

Note to self: Sometimes we find ourselves in a space that forces us to conform and adapt to our surroundings. We get caught up in becoming what others think we should be.  I’m here to tell you don’t conform to the standards of another. So what you’re over 4Oh, do what makes you happy. For me, it’s the heels baby!! Bottom line, don’t let anyone else define you!!!


Tren
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Jan 16, 2017

The First Step In Anything Is To Just Start...


Theory No.:042 – Sometimes you just need to start…

Picasso said it best, “everything you can imagine is real”, and there is so much truth to this. Imagining the worst can bring on the worst of realities, and imagining the best can bring forth the best of them. Last year, around this time, I found myself in a major funk. I realized that I was not feeding my creative spirit, there was no inspiration in my life. I sat and pondered on different ways that I could immerse myself in creativity. I scoured my Pinterest page for new recipes and tried them, found DIY projects that I took on, you name it – I tried it, but still I felt unfulfilled and uninspired. So I began to search my heart for the things that always gave me joy – writing/blogging. It was at that point I decided to start this endeavor again. Yes, you read that right, again (more on that in a future post). 

After making that decision, I went on to purchase a domain name, custom blog template, and created a plan to get this thing going. I dove in head first!! I wanted this project to give me the push that I needed to allow my creative juices to start flowing again. Yet, after all of the planning nothing happened. No posts, no photos, absolutely nothing. I sat in a state of limbo for months. I was paralyzed. I would find my voice, start writing, then stop, start again - all excited, then stop. I can’t tell you how many posts are stuck in “draft” status. What was happening, I wanted this so bad, I knew I could do it – easily, so what in the heck was wrong with me? 

Truth be told, FEAR was happening to me and everything, everything negative I began to imagine became real… I told myself, I didn’t have time to blog, who was I kidding- I’m too old to blog, what would people say, what would they think, who if anyone would read this? I’m sure you know the story. While those thoughts made up the majority of my thinking, something else was playing in the background. A small voice, although a whisper, kept me going. It kept feeding my imagination images of progress. Images of me sitting behind my laptop writing, pulling out my dusty old camera and using it, networking with other bloggers, and the ultimate - PolkaDotTheory blossoming into whatever it was meant to be. 

It has been those thoughts that didn’t allow me to totally brush off the idea. It has been those thoughts that held true, it has been those thoughts that made an imprint into my imagination. It is those thoughts that I remember as I sit behind the screen and type this post out with a smile. While I’m not quite sure what the blog is going evolve into, I am sure of one thing. The only way something is going to happen is if you start. No matter how small a step, you’ve got to take one to make anything happen. 

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