I’ve always strived to be a woman who smells good. Feminine. Seductive. Girly. A woman who catches a man’s attention with just a whiff of my Jovan Musk, which I happily spritz on the curve of my neck. And when he sees me in all of my glory…let’s just say he will never forget…my wide smile, my boisterous laugh that shrinks my eyelids to slits, and yes, my natural scent with a blend of jasmine and bergamot. That’s the woman I’ve always wanted to be and that I am today.
It didn’t come easy, becoming that woman. I battled a lack of self-worth and love that impeded me from celebrating my womanhood and inner and outer beauty. In the 90s, I hid my body (that I loathed) with baggy jeans and even bigger button-down men’s shirts. In college, I chased men who didn’t deem me worthy, womanly or attractive because I didn’t see myself that way either. In my late 20s, years before meeting Boo, I failed to take care of myself in all ways. Then, something changed.
After another failed relationship, where the guy in question didn’t love me or cherish me I decided to break the terrible habit that enabled me to choose the wrong men: putting the blame for my lack of love, self-worth and “womanhood” on everyone but myself. I took a hard look at myself in the mirror and asked myself, are you happy? Did you really love him? Do you really love yourself? No, no, no.
That reality pushed me to say “enough” and to reflect on my part in all of the heartache. I began taking care of myself as a woman should.
I exfoliate my body with natural products. I apply my makeup with attention to detail, taking note of the features that are uniquely me. I wear my hair natural and when I want to switch it up, I blow dry my tresses. I sprinkle Jovan Musk on my collarbone and wrists, look at myself in the mirror, and realize I am the feminine, seductive, girly mujer I always desired to be. And I smell damn good.
Thanks to Jovan Musk for partnering with me for this blog post!