Vitality Health and Beauty

“Raise your eyebrows. Give me your angry look. Now give me your biggest smile.”

If you’ve ever had a wrinkle relaxer appointment with me, you know the drill! 😂

All those funny faces help me see how your muscles move so I know exactly where to treat for the best, most natural-looking results.

The goal is never to take away your expressions, but to soften the lines while keeping you looking like YOU!

Happy 4th of July from Vitality Health and Beauty! Stay safe out there!

𝗜'𝗺 𝗮 𝗱𝗮𝘆 𝗹𝗮𝘁𝗲 𝗶𝗻 𝗽𝗼𝘀𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴, 𝗯𝘂𝘁 𝗜 𝗵𝗮𝘃𝗲 𝘁𝗼 𝘁𝗮𝗸𝗲 𝗮 𝗺𝗼𝗺𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝘁𝗼 𝗰𝗲𝗹𝗲𝗯𝗿𝗮𝘁𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗮𝗺𝗮𝘇𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗺𝗮𝗻. 𝗗𝗮𝘃𝗶𝗱 𝗶𝘀 𝘁𝗿𝘂𝗹𝘆 𝗺𝘆 𝗽𝗲𝗿𝘀𝗼𝗻. 𝗛𝗲 𝗶𝘀 𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘆𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗜 𝗰𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱 𝗵𝗮𝘃𝗲 𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿 𝗵𝗼𝗽𝗲𝗱 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗽𝗿𝗮𝘆𝗲𝗱 𝗳𝗼𝗿. 𝗛𝗲'𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘁𝘆𝗽𝗲 𝗼𝗳 𝗽𝗲𝗿𝘀𝗼𝗻 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗮𝗹𝘄𝗮𝘆𝘀 𝘄𝗮𝗻𝘁 𝗶𝗻 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗰𝗼𝗿𝗻𝗲𝗿. 𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗵𝘂𝘀𝗯𝗮𝗻𝗱, 𝗱𝗮𝗱, 𝘀𝗼𝗻, 𝗯𝗿𝗼𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿, 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗳𝗿𝗶𝗲𝗻𝗱 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗰𝗮𝗻 𝗰𝗼𝘂𝗻𝘁 𝗼𝗻. 𝗛𝗲'𝘀 𝗴𝗼𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘂𝗻𝗮𝘀𝘀𝘂𝗺𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘀𝗮𝗿𝗰𝗮𝘀𝗺 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘄𝗵𝗶𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗰𝗮𝘁𝗰𝗵𝗲𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗼𝘀𝗲 𝘄𝗵𝗼 𝗱𝗼𝗻'𝘁 𝗸𝗻𝗼𝘄 𝗵𝗶𝗺 𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗽𝗹𝗲𝘁𝗲𝗹𝘆 𝗼𝗳𝗳 𝗴𝘂𝗮𝗿𝗱. 𝗛𝗲'𝘀 𝗴𝗲𝗻𝘂𝗶𝗻𝗲𝗹𝘆 𝗴𝗼𝗼𝗱 𝘁𝗼 𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝘀𝗼𝘂𝗹.

𝗪𝗵𝗲𝗻 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘀𝗽𝗲𝗻𝗱 𝗺𝗼𝗿𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝗻 𝗵𝗮𝗹𝗳 𝗼𝗳 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗹𝗶𝗳𝗲 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝘀𝗼𝗺𝗲𝗼𝗻𝗲 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝘆'𝗿𝗲 𝘀𝘁𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗳𝗶𝗿𝘀𝘁 𝗽𝗲𝗿𝘀𝗼𝗻 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘄𝗮𝗻𝘁 𝘁𝗼 𝘀𝗲𝗲, 𝗶𝘁'𝘀 𝗮 𝘁𝗲𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗺𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝘁𝗼 𝘄𝗵𝗼 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝘆 𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗹𝗶𝗳𝗲 𝘁𝗼𝗴𝗲𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿. 𝗦𝗼, 𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲'𝘀 𝘁𝗼 𝟰𝟯. 𝗜𝘁 𝗹𝗼𝗼𝗸𝘀 𝗴𝗼𝗼𝗱 𝗼𝗻 𝘆𝗼𝘂.

*𝗔𝗺𝗮𝘇𝗶𝗻𝗴𝗹𝘆 𝗮𝘄𝗸𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗱 𝗽𝗵𝗼𝘁𝗼 𝗰𝗼𝘂𝗿𝘁𝗲𝘀𝘆 𝗼𝗳

𝗔𝗿𝗶𝗮𝗵 𝗠𝗮𝘅𝗶𝗻𝗲, 𝗺𝘆 𝗳𝗮𝘃𝗼𝗿𝗶𝘁𝗲 𝗴𝗶𝗿𝗹. 𝟭𝟳 𝘆𝗲𝗮𝗿𝘀 𝗮𝗴𝗼, 𝘄𝗵𝗲𝗻 𝗜 𝗵𝗲𝗹𝗱 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗶𝗻 𝗺𝘆 𝗮𝗿𝗺𝘀 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘆 𝗳𝗶𝗿𝘀𝘁 𝘁𝗶𝗺𝗲, 𝗜 𝗻𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿 𝗶𝗻 𝗮 𝗺𝗶𝗹𝗹𝗶𝗼𝗻 𝘆𝗲𝗮𝗿𝘀 𝗰𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱 𝗵𝗮𝘃𝗲 𝗶𝗺𝗮𝗴𝗶𝗻𝗲𝗱 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗻𝗴 𝘄𝗼𝗺𝗮𝗻 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘄𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱 𝗯𝗲𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗲. 𝗔 𝗽𝗲𝗿𝗳𝗲𝗰𝘁 𝗺𝗶𝘅 𝗼𝗳 𝗺𝗲 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗱𝗮𝗱, 𝗯𝘂𝘁 𝗶𝗺𝗺𝗲𝗮𝘀𝘂𝗿𝗮𝗯𝗹𝘆 𝗯𝗲𝘁𝘁𝗲𝗿. 𝗪𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘆 𝘆𝗲𝗮𝗿 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗽𝗮𝘀𝘀𝗲𝘀, 𝗜 𝗳𝗶𝗻𝗱 𝗺𝘆𝘀𝗲𝗹𝗳 𝗺𝗼𝗿𝗲 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗺𝗼𝗿𝗲 𝗶𝗻 𝗮𝘄𝗲 𝗼𝗳 𝘆𝗼𝘂.

𝗜 𝘀𝗮𝘆 𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘆 𝘆𝗲𝗮𝗿 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘄𝗼𝗺𝗮𝗻 𝗜 𝘀𝘁𝗿𝗶𝘃𝗲 𝘁𝗼 𝗯𝗲. 𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝘄𝗼𝗺𝗮𝗻 𝘄𝗵𝗼 𝗻𝗮𝘃𝗶𝗴𝗮𝘁𝗲𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗿𝗼𝘂𝗴𝗵 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝘄𝗼𝗿𝗹𝗱 𝗯𝘆 𝗳𝗮𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘀𝘁𝗿𝗲𝗻𝗴𝘁𝗵. 𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝘄𝗼𝗺𝗮𝗻 𝘄𝗵𝗼 𝗶𝘀 𝘂𝗻𝗮𝗽𝗼𝗹𝗼𝗴𝗲𝘁𝗶𝗰𝗮𝗹𝗹𝘆 𝗵𝗲𝗿𝘀𝗲𝗹𝗳. 𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝘄𝗼𝗺𝗮𝗻 𝘄𝗵𝗼 𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗻𝗱𝘀 𝘂𝗽 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝘄𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝘀𝗵𝗲 𝗯𝗲𝗹𝗶𝗲𝘃𝗲𝘀 𝗶𝗻. 𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝘄𝗼𝗺𝗮𝗻 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝗮𝗻 𝘂𝗻𝘀𝘁𝗼𝗽𝗽𝗮𝗯𝗹𝗲 𝗱𝗿𝗶𝘃𝗲. 𝗔𝗻𝗱 𝘁𝗵𝗿𝗼𝘂𝗴𝗵 𝗶𝘁 𝗮𝗹𝗹, 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘄𝗼𝗺𝗮𝗻 𝘄𝗵𝗼 𝗮𝗹𝘄𝗮𝘆𝘀 𝗼𝗽𝘁𝘀 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝗴𝗿𝗮𝗰𝗲 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗱𝗻𝗲𝘀𝘀.

𝗜 𝗮𝗺 𝗲𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗻𝗮𝗹𝗹𝘆 𝗴𝗿𝗮𝘁𝗲𝗳𝘂𝗹 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗚𝗼𝗱 𝗰𝗵𝗼𝘀𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝗺𝗲. 𝗜 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘁𝘂𝘁𝘂 𝗺𝘂𝗻𝗱𝗼!

For months, people have been asking me how I was doing with Brennon graduating this year. Honestly, I’ve been so excited about all the opportunities ahead of him that I don’t think I fully realized the heartbreak that was coming…until these past two weeks.

It has started hitting me in random moments. Crying out of nowhere. Getting a lump in my throat when I come across old pictures or talk about the things he used to do when he was little. It's the realizing that he isn’t little anymore.

He doesn’t need me to call him out of class. He doesn’t need me to excuse his absences. There are no more permission slips, no more conferences, no more school drop-offs that feel routine and endless.

He’s not little anymore. He’s a man.

He seemed to know how much I was struggling, so last night he asked me if I wanted to drive him to school for his last day. I scrambled to move a few things around in my schedule this morning just so I could make it happen.

One of the things I used to say I HAD to do, I GOT to do today, for his last day. My aching momma heart is full.