Here are the pictures of the new floral crowns:
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Monday, April 21, 2014
New Items Preview!! 4/21/14
I will be adding a few new floral crowns to Deon & Dion this week. They are gorgeous (of course, I would think so). They are perfect for outdoor weddings and boho chic summer dresses and skirts. One I loved so much I had to make a second one to keep for myself! Can you guess which one it was??? If you guess correctly, I will randomly select an item from my shop to send to you!!! Leave your answer in the comments and send a private message to us on Facebook saying that you entered the contest. We will contact you via FB if you win! This is such a random contest!!!! Was not planning it at all!
Thursday, April 17, 2014
Random Thoughts
This is my first random thoughts. Just some things that have been on my mind this week. Feel free to laugh, agree, or not agree.
- I watched the season premier of Wife Swap this past Tuesday. I still have not figured out Jermaine Jackson's hair (that was my sole reason for watching it). That case is still open.
- After snow again this week in Michigan (which, in some areas, broke the record for most snow during a winter season), it would be really nice if for the next 5 winters, it just didn't snow at all.
- Ever just have something in you hand, set it down, get ready to go back to it just a couple of minutes later to discover that it has ran off??? I believe my crafting scissors have not liked me at all this week. I can put them down and then can't find them when I need them again!
- This one is actually tip: Make more of an effort to smile. Think of something that makes you smile if you have too. You will be surprised at how much better you will feel.
- Chocolate milk is the best beverage EVER!!! Whoever came up with the thought of putting chocolate in milk deserves a Nobel Prize. If all of the world leaders would drink some chocolate milk while talking to each other, there would seriously be world peace.
That is all for now! Until next time loves!!
Love. Fashion. Wellness.
Porsha Deun
Wednesday, April 16, 2014
300th Item!!!!
Greetings!!!
Just yesterday I listed the 300th item to my shop, Deon and Dion. It is actually the result of a custom order for my princess of a little cousin Madisyn (I will get pictures of her in it later). Funny enough, it is just a blinged out version of the very first items that I listed!!! It is a large pink ruffle flower with a double edge rhinestone trim. Each rhinestone was added individually by hand (it literally took me all day to do it). There are nearly 200 rhinestones on this hair flower, as the rhinestones are on both sides of the edges of the flower. Pictures of the item are below!!!
To go directly to this item, click here.
That is all for now.
Until next time loves!!!
Fashion. Love. Wellness.
Porsha Deun
Just yesterday I listed the 300th item to my shop, Deon and Dion. It is actually the result of a custom order for my princess of a little cousin Madisyn (I will get pictures of her in it later). Funny enough, it is just a blinged out version of the very first items that I listed!!! It is a large pink ruffle flower with a double edge rhinestone trim. Each rhinestone was added individually by hand (it literally took me all day to do it). There are nearly 200 rhinestones on this hair flower, as the rhinestones are on both sides of the edges of the flower. Pictures of the item are below!!!
To go directly to this item, click here.
That is all for now.
Until next time loves!!!
Fashion. Love. Wellness.
Porsha Deun
Monday, April 14, 2014
My Personal Struggle With Infertility
In 2008, I was told by my then OB/GYN that I would not be able to conceive a child. I had (and still have) multiple uterine fibroid, ovarian cysts, extra tissue hanging in my uterus, and my fallopian tubes were twisted around my ovaries and full of scar tissue. I had so much scar tissue that it was spewing out of my tubes and causing my uterus to stick to my back (which is why I constantly felt the need to pop my lower back).
I have struggled with this ever since then. There is nothing more that I want to be than a mother and a wife and, yes, for me the two are hand-in-hand (I will explain more on this a little later). I have never really talked about how much I struggle with this. It is something that those closest to me will not understand and may not even be able to sympathize with. They all can have kids and/or they DO have kids. There was one person that I did lean on when I first learned of my condition and he was great about it and I will forever be grateful to him for that. But life, happened, as it always does, and we are no longer in contact with each other.
So why am I opening up about this now? And why on the world wide web? I finally decided that it was time that I did and I couldn't think of ONE person to open up too. What trigger these decisions. Well, yesterday there was a news report of the bodies of seven babies found in the former home of a their mother. This angered and pained me so. I commented on the Facebook post of this news by a national news show and the outpour of sympathy and support touched me. It has been more than 12 hours since I made my comment (below) and it is still receiving "Likes" (it is the most liked comment on this post), as well as comments of support from others that have suffered from infertility issues too. One lady even sent me a very beautiful message to my inbox. Here is my comment:
"This makes me sick. There are people out there (like me) that can't have or struggle trying to have kids and would make GREAT parents. Then there are idiots like this that just continue to reproduce and don't deserve to be a parent."
At this time, there have not been any reports on whether or not if this woman had some mental issues. I am not discussing that or that particular situation. What I am discussing, again, is my struggle with infertility. This situation just triggered me to talk about it.
As I said before, there is nothing more that I want to be than a mother and a wife. I have always wanted at least seven kids (yes, 7) that would be a mix of biological and adopted children. I wanted to be a stay at home mother, with a business that would not take me away from my family for most of the day.
Yes, adoption is still an option and is something that I do want to do, but not a husband, my husband. I am even willing to give IVF a try, but again, not without a husband. I have never wanted to be some guy's baby-momma. I want to be the best friend and wife to a man that I love and for him (whoever he maybe) to view and feel the same way about me.
No, a marriage is not guaranteed to work just because kids are present. But I grew up in a home with both parents in the home up until the death of my father. My brothers and I can attest to the difference in our lives from having both parents there, to only have one there in the home. And I am grateful for the time that my brothers and I had with our father. I look at some people that I know who never had an active father figure and I can't help but wonder how different their life (and the life of their offspring) would be if they had that for even a few years in their life.
But because of how I was raised, what I want for my future kids, and I do not have this husband that I am patiently waiting to find me, I cannot have actively pursue adoption and IVF just yet.
Also, every relationship that I have been in, there has been the discussion of having kids one day. In all of those, the male had expressed their desire to have kids of their own (except for one). At this point, I am not even sure if I can give a guy that. The once exception was older, with kids, and wasn't looking to have more. There have been guys that I have dated (you know, just getting a feel for them as a person) and I would suddenly not hear from them again after having a conversation about family and kids and telling them about my situation. I recall being out for dinner with a date and he looked me in the face and said,
"that is not going to work for me".
Needless to say, that date ended there. And obviously, none of those guys were my guy. But the likelihood of not being able to give a guy a chance at expanding their genetic gene pool has the tendency to make men bolt in the opposite direction. Sometimes I can't help but wonder if it will cause me to spend my days alone. No husband. No kids.
And I struggle with this. I have my good days where the news of someone being pregnant or being around kids do not bother me. And I have my bad days where I just want to avoid everyone. Not because I think I will do something crazy like kidnap an expectant mother or child (I have every reason to believe that I am more mentally and emotionally stable than that), but because I don't ever want to have that feeling of jealousy set in towards something that is so beautiful and precious. I am happy for those that can make a family, especially when it happens to someone close to me because that means a new child that I can have for a few hours or days. Then, when I give the child back, it is just me and my work. I don't want to spend my life like that. Again, I wonder if that is all there will be for me.
The tears I have been fighting back while writing this are starting to win, so, I will stop now.
Until next time loves.
Fashion. Love. Wellness.
Porsha Deun
I have struggled with this ever since then. There is nothing more that I want to be than a mother and a wife and, yes, for me the two are hand-in-hand (I will explain more on this a little later). I have never really talked about how much I struggle with this. It is something that those closest to me will not understand and may not even be able to sympathize with. They all can have kids and/or they DO have kids. There was one person that I did lean on when I first learned of my condition and he was great about it and I will forever be grateful to him for that. But life, happened, as it always does, and we are no longer in contact with each other.
So why am I opening up about this now? And why on the world wide web? I finally decided that it was time that I did and I couldn't think of ONE person to open up too. What trigger these decisions. Well, yesterday there was a news report of the bodies of seven babies found in the former home of a their mother. This angered and pained me so. I commented on the Facebook post of this news by a national news show and the outpour of sympathy and support touched me. It has been more than 12 hours since I made my comment (below) and it is still receiving "Likes" (it is the most liked comment on this post), as well as comments of support from others that have suffered from infertility issues too. One lady even sent me a very beautiful message to my inbox. Here is my comment:
"This makes me sick. There are people out there (like me) that can't have or struggle trying to have kids and would make GREAT parents. Then there are idiots like this that just continue to reproduce and don't deserve to be a parent."
At this time, there have not been any reports on whether or not if this woman had some mental issues. I am not discussing that or that particular situation. What I am discussing, again, is my struggle with infertility. This situation just triggered me to talk about it.
As I said before, there is nothing more that I want to be than a mother and a wife. I have always wanted at least seven kids (yes, 7) that would be a mix of biological and adopted children. I wanted to be a stay at home mother, with a business that would not take me away from my family for most of the day.
Yes, adoption is still an option and is something that I do want to do, but not a husband, my husband. I am even willing to give IVF a try, but again, not without a husband. I have never wanted to be some guy's baby-momma. I want to be the best friend and wife to a man that I love and for him (whoever he maybe) to view and feel the same way about me.
No, a marriage is not guaranteed to work just because kids are present. But I grew up in a home with both parents in the home up until the death of my father. My brothers and I can attest to the difference in our lives from having both parents there, to only have one there in the home. And I am grateful for the time that my brothers and I had with our father. I look at some people that I know who never had an active father figure and I can't help but wonder how different their life (and the life of their offspring) would be if they had that for even a few years in their life.
But because of how I was raised, what I want for my future kids, and I do not have this husband that I am patiently waiting to find me, I cannot have actively pursue adoption and IVF just yet.
Also, every relationship that I have been in, there has been the discussion of having kids one day. In all of those, the male had expressed their desire to have kids of their own (except for one). At this point, I am not even sure if I can give a guy that. The once exception was older, with kids, and wasn't looking to have more. There have been guys that I have dated (you know, just getting a feel for them as a person) and I would suddenly not hear from them again after having a conversation about family and kids and telling them about my situation. I recall being out for dinner with a date and he looked me in the face and said,
"that is not going to work for me".
Needless to say, that date ended there. And obviously, none of those guys were my guy. But the likelihood of not being able to give a guy a chance at expanding their genetic gene pool has the tendency to make men bolt in the opposite direction. Sometimes I can't help but wonder if it will cause me to spend my days alone. No husband. No kids.
And I struggle with this. I have my good days where the news of someone being pregnant or being around kids do not bother me. And I have my bad days where I just want to avoid everyone. Not because I think I will do something crazy like kidnap an expectant mother or child (I have every reason to believe that I am more mentally and emotionally stable than that), but because I don't ever want to have that feeling of jealousy set in towards something that is so beautiful and precious. I am happy for those that can make a family, especially when it happens to someone close to me because that means a new child that I can have for a few hours or days. Then, when I give the child back, it is just me and my work. I don't want to spend my life like that. Again, I wonder if that is all there will be for me.
The tears I have been fighting back while writing this are starting to win, so, I will stop now.
Until next time loves.
Fashion. Love. Wellness.
Porsha Deun
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