Celebrating ME!
It’s been a long time coming. I’ve worked hard to get to where I am today. I haven’t always been happy, content, and at a peace with myself. So don’t mind me if I brag about my accomplishments, toot my own horn, and celebrate my success — I’ve earned it!
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I’ve lost 170 pounds in the slow lane with a conscious change to my diet and regular exercise. In turn, I’ve gained a whole lot of self-confidence and self-love.
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I’ve authored two cookbooks, both of them in circulation at the Fort Vancouver Regional Library and my latest — Shop, Cook, Eat: Outside of the Box is a required textbook at Clark College.
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I write a successful blog that inspires, encourages and educates. Sometimes, my blog is even featured in print in The Live Well section of The Columbian newspaper.
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I foster community — I teach cooking classes, speak at venues, and facilitate women’s groups.
Oh, and I recently turned 40 and am in the best shape of my life — mentally, physically, and emotionally. Sure, there’s more that I want to accomplish, but right now, today — I’m happy, healthy, and living my life to the fullest. I’m not putting anything off until tomorrow, including celebrating. I’m celebrating me!
Yesterday, Lydene Robertson Photography invited me into her lovely studio to help me celebrate myself and my successes. Thank you Lydene for showing me how truly beautiful I am — you are AMAZING. Thanks to Camille Goldy Saari of Posh Skin and Hair for doing a fabulous job on my makeup and hair and making me so pretty.
For those who have never had a professional photo shoot — you should. It’s time to start celebrating YOU. I highly recommend, without any reservations Lydene Robertson Photography.
See all the photos from the AMAZING shoot here: Miss Chrisetta Mosley
Chrisetta Mosley
I am a product – and now a survivor – of childhood obesity. As a child, my family always told me that my extra weight was merely baby fat and I’d eventually grow out of it. I never did. Instead, my childhood is filled with memories of not being able to ride a bike, flattening its training wheels from being over the recommended weight, and avoiding P.E. classes by any means necessary. For years, I wore my fatness like a wounded soldier wears a Purple Heart - with pride. I owned the look. I dressed it up. I worked the room. There wasn't a skinny girl who intimidated me. I made sure my hair was laid just right. Nails polished. Outfits coordinated to the tee. Accessories to compliment every outfit. But everyone has a breaking point, and mine came in the spring of 2004 when I tipped the scale at nearly 400 pounds 388 to be exact. I was MISERABLE trapped inside of that body. I no longer wore my Purple Heart with pride. Rather, I was ashamed and frightened. Ashamed that I had allowed food to become my everything – frightened I would die because of it. Drastic times called for drastic measures... Today, I’m bound and determined to live a better, healthier, active lifestyle. I realize I’m no longer a passenger in my life, I’m the driver. I’m overcoming my inhibitions and I’m slowly but surely saying farewell to my old childhood nemesis, obesity. For once and for all, Farewell Fatso!