A Journey of Discipline, Grace, and Loving the Skin You’re In

Let’s talk truth: The mirror doesn’t lie, but how you see yourself in it is a choice. You can fixate on imperfections, or you can choose gratitude: “I’m here. I’m healthy. I’m alive.” For me, that shift wasn’t just philosophical—it became my lifeline. After loss, war, and battles with my own body, I learned that true wellness isn’t about perfection. It’s about showing up, even when life tries to knock you down.


The Foundation: Small Choices, Big Revolutions

I didn’t wake up one day with discipline etched into my bones. It started at 10 years old, lacing up sneakers instead of chasing shortcuts. Forty years later, exercise isn’t a chore—it’s my daily prayer. Like brushing my teeth or breathing, movement is non-negotiable. But here’s the secret: You don’t need decades to start. Whether you’re 20 or 60, your body craves motion. It’s never too late to rebuild.

My routine? It’s a dance of consistency and curiosity:

  • Mix it up: One week it’s Pilates, the next it’s boxing. Boredom is the enemy of progress.
  • No phones, no distractions: When I’m in the gym, I’m there. Sweat, focus, repeat.
  • Travel-proof: Hotel stairs become my cardio. Airport sprints? Better than caffeine.

Food: Not Restriction, But Reverence
Food: Not Restriction, But Reverence

Food: Not Restriction, But Reverence

I don’t “diet.” I eat with intention. Food isn’t the enemy—it’s the fuel that lets me chase sunsets, create content, and honor the life my son Stefan didn’t get to live. Here’s how I keep it simple:

  • Breakfast like a CEO: Within 45 minutes of waking. Quinoa, eggs, avocado—no excuses.
  • Protein is power: Fish, lean meats, nuts. Bread? A relic of my past.
  • Indulge mindfully: A slice of pizza post-workout? Yes. A pantry full of cupcakes? Never.

The rule: If it comes in a box with ingredients I can’t pronounce, it doesn’t belong in my body.


Skin: Rituals, Not Miracles
Skin: Rituals, Not Miracles

Skin: Rituals, Not Miracles

Glowing skin isn’t bottled—it’s built. My mother’s advice still echoes: “Always wash your face.” Nighttime is sacred:

  1. Cleanse like your youth depends on it (it does).
  2. Alternate treatments: Shiseido’s luxe cream one night, pure argan oil the next.
  3. Morning simplicity: Hydrate, protect (SPF 50, always), then let your soul shine through.

And no, you don’t need a fortune. My secret weapon? Consistency.


Protect my peace
Protect my peace

The Mindset Shift: Where Science Meets Soul

Bruce Lipton’s Biology of Belief rewired my brain: Your thoughts shape your cells. Stress shortens telomeres—those tiny DNA protectors—while joy lengthens them. Placebos heal. Negativity poisons. So I made a pact:

  • Protect my peace: Toxic relationships? Cut. Negative self-talk? Silenced.
  • Embrace aging as a gift: Every wrinkle is a trophy of survival. Stefan never got to earn his.

Your Turn: Build a Life That Feels Like Home

Extreme results aren’t about punishment—they’re about love. Love for the body that carries you, for the dreams you’re chasing, for the people who need you. Start here:

  1. Find your “why”: Is it energy for your kids? Confidence? Longevity? Hold it close.
  2. Plan like a pro: Schedule workouts like VIP meetings. Meal prep like your life depends on it (it does).
  3. Surround yourself with warriors: Accountability partners > couch critics.

Next Chapter: We’ll dive into the kitchen—why avocado is my soulmate, how to detox without drama, and why organic isn’t a trend, it’s a truth.

Until then, remember: You’re not a project to fix. You’re a masterpiece in motion.

With love and gritty hope,
Realfashionist

Leave a Reply

Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *