Who we are

 

Dear friend, and sister...   

My name is “Sophia E. Adams”

 

    Growing up, I had major issues with the way I felt about myself. I used to judge myself

based on everyone's opinions. I used to be so concerned about how good I looked,

to where I didn't realize how ugly I looked. I was so into myself and my fashion, and thought I had it all together.

 

I was always dressing up my outside, but neglecting my inside. I couldn't even go to the store without

getting dressed up first, even if the store was just across the street. I felt that I had to get dressed to prove

something to others because I really wasn't happy with how I looked.

My boyfriend "Jonathan Langley" and I met in July 2007.

 

He would always tell me how attractive I was to him and others,

even without my weave lol. But it's like what he and others said about me, would go in one ear and out the

other, because my feelings about me didn't agree with the good that people thought of me, only the negative

that people thought of me. Inside, I felt that I had a problem, but I didn't think it was that bad.

 

Not until I wasted $200.00 on my hair and had toi dig in the couch for loose change for my son and I to eat.

Then finally, 2 years ago I realized that I really didn't have it all together when

I could no longer afford to keep up my fashion maintenance fees because of the lack of money

and hardships that hit my life. It became so bad that I couldn't even afford to take care of my 6 year old son.

 

He had to live with my sister and mother. All I was left with was me, and I had to face everything that had

never been dealt with in my life, like low self-esteem. Although to others, I looked so good

and attractive, I didn't really feel attractive at all. Actually, what I wore, I hid behind it to appear to others

as though I felt good. I realized, that all that time, from about age 18 to 25, I was being what I was wearing;

I wasn't being who God created me to be.

 

When I lost it all, my job, my apartment, and my son, that's when

I worked to make some major changes in my life. I've decided to just love and appreciate me dressed up,

or just plain, because when you don't feel good about who you are as a

woman on the inside, what you have on really doesn't matter. One day, God gave me a book idea

entitled: "Hair Nails and Make-up". I became scared because I felt that my boyfriend was the writer, not me.

 

But he has pushed to believe in myself and to go that extra mile, not just for myself, but also for other women.

He encouraged me to trust God, and to break the barriers that stand between women. It's always been hard

for women to get along with one another, but we believe that change can happen, just like it did when President Obama

became the first black president. That shows us that anything is possible. Now, I would like to introduce to you all,

my boyfriend, and partner, to share who he is and whatever he wants to tell you guys about himself.

 

 

Hello,

as you now know, my name is "Jonathan Langley"

As Sophia said, I'm her boyfriend, lol... When we met, I too was suffering from an identity

crisis. Only mine, was more linked to my childhood. Growing up, I was teased about the way I

looked, and because I was so quiet. I used to be so quiet that I know everything that was going on in class.

 

Other kids looked to me for answers to the questions on test and stuff because too them, my quietness

meant that I was real smart and polished. But because of low self esteem that developed from 

other kids calling me names and making fun of me, I wasn't quiet because it was who I was, I was

quiet because I was ashamed of who I was.

 

My mom and dad was proud of the fact that I talked proper

and that I didn't dress like other kids at school. I just seen a girl who was in my 4th grade class not too long ago

and she said she thought of me as being preppy, yet smart. Because of the negative, I chose to change my

appearance when I was 12, as well as the way I talked.

 

I started smoking weed at age 13 to fit in with the cool group.

I made myself talk with slang, to get people to accept me. I got my ear pierced and even got a tattoo when I was around19.

I started going to clubs at 20 and started drinking around 22 because of the friends I hung around. But I started to see

That none of those things I done helped to satisfy that void that was still inside of me since I was a little child. I was hungry

for attention.

 

That's what it was. Out of all those things I tried, none of them lasted, so it was just a waste of money

and time. I almost died from smoking angel dust in the 10th grade. I didn't know that my classmates

smoked dust. I cut class to go with the two classmates to smoke with them, what I thought to be weed, but instead,

something that made my heart hurt, skip beats, and beat fast, made my ears ring, and made my vision cloudy to

the point that I thought I was going to get hit by a car.

 

I was not the same person anymore after that. My vision was

different for about 5 years. I would get dizzy a lot and my chest would be hurting in the morning before school for

no reason. Sophia and I have been through a lot in our childhoods and in our adult lives, and our goal os to

share some of it with our beautified family, (you) in hopes that you will be encouraged and know that you will

always have a family, us... Now, I give the floor back to the lovely Ms. "Sophia".

 

 

Well, that's who we are... That's our whole life story on a book shelf. It was so much wasn't it??? LOL...

But it's all because we care, why we share our story with you, because not too many people share the real

story behind their life. So before we really become main stream, you have read it first, that we didn't always

have a fortune, we started out with nothing.

 

And because of all we just said, we decided to work on "Hair Nails and Make-up" together to encourage 

women , and even men, from both a female and males perspective, which is coming soon. 

We believe that our vision and goal, will bring peace and happiness to the lives of many women as well

as men. I'm a women, and a mother, so I know the desperate need of women needing support.

 

There are so many single mothers out there, who just wish someone would reach out to them, yet

no one will. I know what it's like raising a son while on welfare. My boyfriend knows what it's like having to

see me fill out applications for Food stamps and Liheap low energy assistance programs and rental assistance.

 

We see both young and older women all the time who are in need, and we do our best to reach out to them.

My boyfriend and me decided to created this website for women to connect with one another in love,

and also to support and bond with all the ladies (mainly) as well as men if they should happen to come to our site,

because men also have to sometimes get on welfare, catch the bus with a baby in stroler, live in shelters, and

are also victims of abuse just like women at times. So this website is really for everyone who wants to be a part of it.

 

So in closing we are who God created, and this website is for whoever has depended on things and people to feel complete.

We've been there, but now we are free because we've discovered the hidden beauty that was already inside of us...

 That same beauty is inside of you too...

 

LOVE,

"SOPHIA" and "JONATHAN"

C.E.O'S of www.beautyisthyname.com

Who would have ever thought...

Never be afraid to dream, because dreams are our purpose for living...

QUOTE OF THE MONTH:

Men and women don't quit... Men and women keep fighting until they win!

BIBLE SCRIPTURE:

 

Psalms 138:13-18

13. You (God) Created me completly; you knit me together

in my mother's womb.

14. I praise you because I am impressively and wonderfully made;

Your works are wonderful, I know that for sure.

15. My frame was not hidden from you (You were there the whole time) when

I was made in the secret place.

When I was woven together in the depths of the earth (From the dust of the ground)

16. Your eyes saw my unformed body.

All the days ordained for me were witten in your book

before my first breath came to be.

17. Your thoughts about me are precious, O God! There are many of them.

18. If I were to count the number of good thoughts you have about me,

they would outnumber the grains of sand.