I am tired of answering what my religion is. I’m a faithful person. my religion is love. I practice love. I don’t post about love, I give love. sex is not love. protection is love. I am a fierce protector. I am a non practicing catholic. I love judaism. I take the great from the greatest and apply accordingly. I had the best holiday ever. the reality of my son leaving me made me do and redo things in the most passionate ways. I celebrate every day but this holiday season was really magical. I am grateful.

I was in the back of an uber the other night and we were talking about george micheal. his song faith was the topic. he died today. I can’t help but reflect every time there is a death, a marriage, a graduation, a birth. the real milestones of life. where am i? am I where I belong? have I done enough?  who is with me? who is really with me?

I am very much looking forward to this new year. roman will be 17.  I will be changing almost everything in my life all in one year. I’m excited.

george sang a few songs I love. I’m an eighties girl. I like it.  “freedom” was one, “careless whispers” ,” I want your sex” were epic in my life. time doesn’t forgive bullshit. time happens. it is the greatest loss ever. a moment can change everything. RIP WHAM

this blog was amazing for me. I made memories in the past three years. they are all here. I am proud of the errors, scars (if you will), misspelled words, emotion recorded. it is my truth, my reality. it is for you to read and re read. I don’t hide well. I don’t do DM, I don’t want lies or secrets anywhere near me. I love freedom.

thank you for the years of readership, loyalty and criticism. I am grateful.

this holiday I lived magic.  I almost died. the eyes of a child popped out of me.  I couldn’t believe the feeling of warmth that came over me. had I been longing for this? did I miss this so much and just buried it since the divorce?  frankly, I am in awe of it all. what I do know is that my final blog is one of mystery and wonder and excitement.

I have never felt so powerful in my life.

and if you don’t know, happy new year,


when they go low, we go high

my body aches but my heart is full of love. what a weekend! I am desperately in love.

our gym got together and made history. it has been a long time since I have felt that kind of adrenaline for a physical challenge. I am still coming down from the high. my body is in shock. we did the unthinkable. I am not certain of the exact amount of money or pushups that we did but I know we smashed the goal. all I remember from the MAKE A WISH movement were the cheers, the tears, the sweat and the cameras going off constantly for sixty minutes. I know we made a difference. I love to help people. I love to give. I spent most of the weekend living, loving and giving.

roman is submitting his college apps daily. I am so happy for him. I am very much looking forward to opening gifts this Christmas. I am so grateful with the love around me, it is sincere.

my schedule is closed till next year. I have been hired for more national coaching and locally I am being referred left and right. I am always shocked by the clients hiring me. I think like an employee. I always forget that people want me in this fashion. it is humbling.

I completed 287 pushups. I was one of two women in a group of predominantly all male athletes. I was second to top oldest in this group too. I am impressed with my ability to forget limitations, boundaries and barriers when there is true goodness to be committed.  community means so many things to so many peeps. it means helping others selflessly to me. community means giving without posting, giving without telling, it means sacrifice for no gain, food, money or sex. at least, this is my view.  I am entitled to my views, no?

I have one more blog to write before this part of my life is over. I have made many blogging friends and blogged on through it ALL. I am proud of myself. 

wishing you the happiest of holidays and the best in the new year.

and if you don’t know, he bought me a car,



the elf

are you listening? what a great time of the year it is!  I love this time. I love singing, decorating, baking, gift giving. its very me. I didn’t have this growing up. its important to me to practice happy every year with the few people I love. roman isn’t too enthusiastic and that’s appropriate, he is a teenager.

I woke up in love. I love when it rains heavy and you are in bed with the person you love the most. I sleep soundly now. it’s so great. I have really been able to enjoy this month thus far to its fullest offerings. I am working more than ever and working out harder than ever. my teacher looks scared every time I grab more weight.  I am burning the wick at both ends, dancing all night and performing all day. its amazing.

I feel like I was dormant for the past two decades or so. I’m alive or maybe awake is a better word.

my stock is rising, thank god. my spirit is too. I’m in love. it’s natural.

looking for the perfect outfit for new years eve. its gonna be lit. I am so excited for next year and all of its changes. I am moving, roman is leaving, I’m getting a new whip. I am really happy.  it’s a new day. I’m feeling good.

today I am working on several projects, one of them is a giving tree. I cant help but cry every time I touch it. I feel like a piece of me is in this tree, this project.

yesterday, my son and I were able to give toys to many children. it was beautiful. roman asked me if I was going to post it and I laughed. I keep forgetting I am @revete. I use media for business, PERIOD!

I love REAL love. I know REAL love. I will never forfeit it for bullshit. I woke up in love-REAL love is not on Instagram, SnapChat, Tinder, FaceBook, DM- BULLSHIT.

wishing you the same peace and love I have in my life always.

and if you don’t know, two more blogs till the end,



this is one of the last four blogs I will ever write. although I am sad to finish a tradition I began close to three years ago, this has become daunting and far from transparent. I used to be very clear and could name names, dates and locations. I used to attach photographs to my blog. it was fun. I am unable to share so much at this time in my life without risking others. if I cant go completely, I would rather abstain. I am a fan of wholeheartedness. I am a fan of oneness. I am also a fan of protecting what I love. he protects me and I protect him- that is LOVE.

blogging began for me as a means to promote people and things I believed in, paid me. it turned out to be a diary of my life. my life pays me more than promoting anything or anyone.  I am in love with the evolution of it. I will look at it and cherish the memories. I will explain it to my love and my son as it happened, moment by moment. its all there in black and white. I love the written word. it’s a contract in deed. it cant be lied about or altered. the spoken word is more often manipulated. my social media presence is strong. I will use it and my podcast for the purposes of promotion.

art basel was everything I thought it would be and more. roman had a blast and met some people he wanted to meet. I danced so much my body aches. salt and pepper beards are the salt of the earth. moscow mules have been my thing since the beginning of 2016.

the house looks like santa likes it. I am happy. this is for certain my last year breaking it down for his arrival. I am very much looking forward to relocating.  this house served its purpose and I am grateful. family was my goal and I achieved it. looking back at my life, I can be proud of sacrificing myself for roman.

I spoke to various college counselors this week and I am in a bit of shock. my bestfriend, my biggest protector and my greatest love is on his way to success. I am elated.

fitness will take on a different role for me in 2017. coaching has increased and personally I am at peace. planning for the new year is front and center. adulting is the new black.

when a man loves a woman, he would do anything for her. I am there. it is bliss. it only took me twenty five years to learn that. 

steroids and medicine that alter the body for muscle gain appearance should be banned. I see so many bodies ruined by this. the bulk look is so yuck.  roiderama is evident in the face immediately. it really is so unattractive to me. I love a strong upper body when it is natural. I love a thick torso. I love scars. I love them now more than ever before. perfect is boring. perfect is a lie.

love in real life is my new jam. I love when he kisses you, holds your hand. I love when he calls you, shows you off. I love faithful and proud. I’m in love.

I am working on two public events for the first quarter of 2017. they are both very different than what I have ever done. I am very excited about both projects.

solid gold is the new years theme. I am looking forward to a year of feeling like gold, being treated like gold and making gold. sometimes the silver is the gold.

hashtag abuse is ugly #hashtagless

and if you don’t know, really deep,