I Was Never the Flirty One – I Was the Smart One

There’s a special kind of exhaustion that comes from being underestimated. Not because you're not good enough—but because you don’t fit the image of what the world likes to reward.

I’ve always been plus size. Always been the one with the loud laugh, the sharp tongue, and the mind that cut through bullshit like a knife. But somehow, those things weren’t enough for most people. I wasn’t the one they flirted with, invited in, or handed opportunities to. I wasn’t seen as that girl—the one with the “figure 8,” fluttering lashes, giggling her way through doors I had to kick down.

While others smiled and charmed their way into rooms, I had to hustle—twice as hard. I had to prove my worth over and over again, just to be given a seat at the table. And when I got that seat? I still wasn’t seen. Not for my ideas, not for my heart, not for the way I held people together with my strength and empathy.

But here’s what they didn’t know—I wasn’t trying to play their game. I never needed to. I wasn’t here to flirt my way up. I came to build something real. And I did it with my values intact.

I’ve kept my integrity, even when it meant walking away from things that weren’t aligned. I’ve stayed rooted in who I am, even when that made the journey lonelier. And I’ve learned that when the world refuses to recognize your value, you don’t shrink—you build.

At 60, I looked around and thought, “Enough.” I’m not waiting for permission or recognition anymore. I’m done playing small to make others comfortable. I’m building my empire now, unapologetically.

That’s where Trifecta VA’s Ltd was born—from grit, grace, and the quiet power of a woman who knows her worth.

Now, I find peace in journaling. It's become more than a habit—it’s a lifeline. A space where I reclaim myself, one page at a time. I write for clarity, for healing, for legacy. And I write to remind myself—and others—that we’re allowed to take up space. That our stories matter. That our worth isn’t tied to a waistline or a flirtatious smile. It’s in our character, our voice, our vision.

If you’ve ever felt like the smart one who’s constantly overlooked—this is for you.

If you’ve been told to dim your light or tone it down—this is for you.

If you’re done being underestimated and ready to rise—this is for you.

My blog isn’t just about telling my story—it’s about creating space for women like me. Bold women. Real women. Women who carry weight—not just physically, but emotionally, spiritually—and still rise.

So, here I am. Living loudly. Loving fiercely. And building something that matters.

Join me.