OPEN LETTER FROM THE HEART

Hello Hot Mamas!

Let me introduce myself again to you guys! I’m Beisa and I love enhancing your beauty! My fascination with hair and makeup began at an early age. From dolls, to my little sister, to my grandmother, I was always in somebody’s head. As I grew older, it became more of a necessity for me to keep up with the latest styles. My mother was an AMAZING single parent that took extremely great care of me, but having the privilege of going to a hair salon every week was not really an option so I learned what I could on my own. 

Moving forward to how I began to make this a hustle. GSU circa 1999. Like most college students…I WAS BROKE! So instead of settling for that, you could find me in Oliff Hall, with a sign posted vividly outside of my door with slots offering haircuts, blowouts, relaxers, weaves, color, ponytails, etc. at an extremely reasonable college friendly price. And let’s just say, I was BOOKED and BUSY! There was literally nothing I wouldn’t try to figure out how to do. I was also very much into makeup and kept a fresh beat while on campus. I joined a dance team called Dyverzions and it wasn’t long before I was on hair and makeup duty for the team. It’s actually how I met 3 people that significantly changed my life personally and professionally. Mychael Knight, Cherecka Donaldson, and Satchel Jester have been the heavy hitters in my career. They were the first ones to really believe in my talent and pushed my name out there. I mean, I could not believe some of the people they put me in front of, or the rooms I was walking into. My kit only consisted of 3 powders, one eyeshadow palette, and a few cheap lip glosses. Hell, I didn’t even have business cards! Funny story, I had an opportunity doing a fashion show, and a very well-known and accomplished makeup artist rolled in with her many crates of makeup and an army of assistants. I had already set up my little area and waited nervously for a model to come to me for service. Long story short, not one model sat in my chair and not only that, the other makeup artist politely requested for me to move my little caboodle out of the way because she needed ALL of the tables. I was embarrassed, but patient. The host of the fashion show was running late and needed to be done quickly, so she plopped in my chair and I got to work! She was so surprised that I did so much with so little product and even shouted me out on stage! I was elated! MORAL OF THE STORY…. It’s not about what you have, It’s about being skilled and confident enough to work with what you have!

Fast forwarding to present. I’ve accomplished a lot in the beauty industry and have had the opportunity to work with some really amazing people…I’m truly grateful for all the experiences and continued memories! Now I’m putting on my writing cap and blogging for MCC with one of my besties! I’m stoked that she is including me on yet another one of her endeavors. Cherecka…YOU ROCK!!!! Since becoming a mom, consistency is what is most important so I continue to work as a healthcare advocate to ensure that I can provide for my child, all while still keeping my hands busy making women feel their best one beat at a time. There is nothing I love more than turning a client around in my chair and seeing a truly genuine smile at how even more amazing I’ve made them look. I know that one day I’ll have to leave the corporate world behind and solely continue my passion in this beauty world, but for now, like all moms, I’ll continue to juggle my many hats! #BOOKME

Sincerely,

Beisa AKA BeatbyB

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Black Lives Matter

This post was written by my 19 year old daughter, who’s hurting from all the recent tragedies and racial injustices that she’s currently seeing unfold before her eyes. Certainly, she knows that racism has always existed but this time it registered differently when she saw how brutally George Floyd was murdered. She couldn’t fathom how these police officers could blatantly take another person’s life, with no regard, when their job is only to protect and serve! Where is the justice for George Floyd and so many other black lives that have been lost in this manner?

Why anyone would think that pressing a knee, to the point of suffocation, into a handcuffed citizen’s neck completely disarms and alarms me. No man should or can play “God”.

When I saw Jhayla’s post, it was imperative that she knew she had my support. She needed to know that she was being heard and that l will always stand with her, and any other black person, to fight this battle of racial injustice!

These are the true feelings and words of a young black female who is HURT because WHITE America keeps killing OUR PEOPLE, written after watching a man die. The post is uncensored, as I wanted to respect her freedom of speech. The post may be considered harsh to some, but true emotion can’t be dictated. The Mommy Culture Club wants young BLACK America to know that we are listening and their voices are being heard! Jhayla, we stand with you!

This is my very first time seeing this video. I- I just want to start by saying fuck you Amerikkka. Fuck the judicial systems! I am hurt. I’ve been hurt, but this pig does not deserve third degree murder. I can CLEARLY see (as someone who is not specialized in jurisdiction or in any of those sorts at all), that this is a premeditated murder. This man intentionally killed George. As the man standing on the side said in the video, he could tell by the cops body language that he was INTENTIONALLY trying to kill him. This man KEPT adjusting to hold his knee on to George’s neck. George was crying for water. Crying for aid. This man did not murder Floyd on accident. I am just even more petrified than I was before, before seeing this. George, you did NOT deserve to die like this. I am hurt. And I thought I was hurt before, but now?! Now, after seeing this..I can not apprehend the feelings that I am feeling right now. This video MUST live on. This video MUST make you uncomfortable. Don’t forget what we’ve been fighting for people. You’re being heard. We all are. #Blackboys I love you. #Blackwomen I love you. #blackfamilies I love you. I would like to have a family of my own one day, but I am scared for my life. I am scared for their lives! What about my immediate family now?! Or the black people I don’t know?! I am terrified for them and for myself. It’s just shocking that this case is still ongoing. Y’all are taking too long with this. This is why we riot. This is why shit is being broken down and lit on fire. Don’t act like you don’t understand. Let these people be angry! Y’all burnt down plenty of our homes, churches, and properties. Stop trying to act like the victim! All of the evidence is there. What more do y’all need to see that this pig is a true murder??! (Mama, elders, professors, etc. sorry not sorry for the cursing. These words came from my heart and I need people to be uncomfortable right now). Stay safe everyone, continue to be smart everyone, I love you.

Sincerely,

Jhayla Donaldson

Open Letters from the Heart

Transparency Talks: Being a Mommy in Business

Having been an entrepreneur for two decades, people always ask me how I did it?  The first thing they ask is how I started my business and what kind of money it took to do so.  But, before I could even begin to answer that question, I had to be totally transparent. When I first started, I had no idea that I was actually creating a business, brand or even a career that would last over 20 years!  While I was in college, my best friend and I  decided that we wanted to create events that were produced and developed by African American students, since we went to a PWI and most of the campus-wide activities left little opportunity for black students to participate.  I found myself trying out  for  extra-curricular activities, but I never got call backs, which made me think that I was never good enough.  This was shocking because my high school experience was just the opposite.  

Coming from North Clayton High, a school that fostered creativity in our culture, I struggled trying to fit in and find my way in that setting.  That discomfort then birthed my first company, Elixir Entertainment.  We produced our first fashion show, then developed a pageant show, a huge celebrity concert and the rest is history!!! This was the beginning of my entrepreneurial career.  

So, I said all that to say, you don’t always need a lot of money to start your business.  All you need is a dream and the passion to see things through.  There may be many up and downs though-out your journey but those failures are the things that make you stronger and make you rejoice louder when you are finally able to triumph.  

During my senior year in college, I had my first daughter at the age of 21.  When I graduated from college, I attempted to work in the corporate field, because as a single mother I needed the stability, but I had already been bitten by the entrepreneur bug.  I didn’t feel the same passion I felt working for someone else as I did when I was working for myself, so when God afforded me the opportunity to leave my job, I took it and ran with it!  I passed go and didn’t look back.  I decided that if God had brought me this far, he wouldn’t leave me now.  I was blessed to work part-time assisting a major music manager, which provided me the flexibility to get out into the local market and push my business, while having the help of my family and daughter’s grandmother.  I was able to grind and continued to develop great relationships with people in the entertainment field, which continued to help my business grow.  I had many long days and late nights but it was all worth it in the end.  I have learned that developing strong, trustworthy relationships in this industry has been the key to my success.  This industry can be very cut-throat, but if you remain true to yourself and exercise honesty and loyalty, your reputation will be the glue that holds it all together. 

Mothers,  continue to dream big, reach for the stars and remember that you are the first image of what your kids can aim to be!  This is just the beginning of our journey together so continue to follow us here on the Mommy Culture Club.  We want to her from you.  Tell us your stories and share the details of your journey.  Please feel free to send your letters to cd@thecdeco.com. We’d love to hear it.

Thank you for your love and support and please continue to follow my business and book me for any event coordination services and for your project management needs.  www.thecdeco.com

Welcome to the Mommy Culture Club!

Hello there, YOU beautiful warrior!!

And yes, my sister, we’re talking to YOU! Welcome to your new safe haven and the most exciting one-stop-shop for all things mommy related. From beauty and wellness yo style and society, we’ve formed the coolest club you’ll ever belong to. 

Here, not only can you explore, learn, and let your hair down, but you can also find strength in numbers and support to get the necessary encouragement we as mothers often need to push through as we foster generations and run the world, simultaneously. 

Like any club, this one has rules – then main one being a mandatory, daily recitation of our governing mantra – “I’ve Got This”. This is so, because truthfully, we have no choice but to grab life and its experiences by the horn and make it all happen. And, though “it” can be anything from being superwoman and super man, simultaneously, to distributing soft kisses to bruised, it requires a lot and that effort shouldn’t go unnoticed.  Especially because as mothers, we have no other option but to ALWAYS rise to the challenge.  In short, this club was established to create a platform that would breed ideas, support dreams and exchange experiences about mom life that will help each of us become just a little more amazing and a lot more resilient.

We encourage all of you warriors to check out our site and make sure you’re in our mix. MCC is cooking up amazing content and information that we hope will serve you well. 

Welcome to the Mommy Cultural Club. We’re glad to have you. 

Cheers! 

This blog is brought to you by Cherecka Donaldson and Beisa Thomas