I love it. Female empowerment, feeling strong and sexy, overcoming character defects (or trying to at least) AND singing about it! Lizzo, you got me girl.
The only thing is, I’m the most socially awkward book nerd of a woman you’ll have ever met.
I might have had it all wrong. When I thought of “bad bitch” I thought of push-up bras, salon nails, freshly done hair and a confidence in the way she walked.
Yes, this could all be true.
upon further investigation a bad bitch is someone who has massive amounts of self-respect, a moral compass of loyalty – honesty – accountability.
A bad bitch is courageous, talented, intellectual, artistic.
Most importantly, a bad bitch knows she can be or do whatever she wants.
So the only definition is the one that means something to YOU.
This means EVERYTHING.
How you define yourself is what matters. It doesn’t matter what your parents think, your dog thinks, your teachers think.
It doesn’t matter what your neighbours, your mail carrier, your taxi driver thinks of you.
First and foremost is ALL in how you think of yourself, how you carry that image in your daily life, and how that image reflects back to you in the relationships you’ve built with others.
I forget where I heard “sometimes you have to shake hands with who you are”.
Sometimes despite our wanting to be tall we will undeniably be short.
Once we shake hands with that and embrace it, we become MORE empowered to build up the areas of our life that we can have an impact on. Our vision becomes clear and we begin to put our energy where it is most useful.
Once this happens most always, we begin to propel forward.
There’s nothing wrong with pushup bras or salon nails. Nothing wrong with them at all.
Just checking in though. How’s your inner spirit, how’s your drive, your passion, your attitude towards life?
How do you feel about yourself? Your community? Your relationships?
Bad bitches have a hold on their finances, their studies, their mental health…
but sometimes, they don’t and they’re just working through some shit and that’s okay too. Sometimes real life happens and your still a badass despite ALL the shit being thrown your way.
Sometimes it takes a badass to stop cycles, break down stigmas, to reinvent themselves into who they know they are.
Here’s to you girls wherever you are, whatever you’re doing. The single girls, the committed girls, the socially awkward book nerds in the back.
Here’s to singing Lizzo’s lyrics and feeling like a badass each. and. every. time.
Love to you all,