when nostalgia brings you home…
It wasn’t until I spotted a “yellow high heel” on a walk that I realized I was never meant to wear black stilettos (at least not all the time)
I had created a brand based on only 1 part of my identity.
One expression of the conversations and impact I’m here to have.
Black, white, red
Edgy, provocative, cheeky
And yes that is still very much me
but it’s only one part of the Kari kaleidoscope
In my programs and closed spaces I felt free to speak on all the things
But in my brand presence it felt like if I didn’t use a salty name or salacious picture,
it was off brand.
I was limiting my own s|ex.
And my impact.
Speaking to only 1 part of you too.
(because if you’re here then I know you’ve got a cheeky fcker inside too 💋)
Seeing that Yellow High Heel reminded me of ALL of who I was







