Michelle's Legacy

My momma was my best friend. And I was hers.

She was a hustler in the truest sense of the word — resourceful, creative, and relentless. She made jewelry with her own hands and sent me door to door selling it. She pulled furniture off Craigslist, refurbished it, and flipped it for profit. She would have me help her with the ads. She could turn nothing into something, and she did it over and over again. She had a gift for seeing value where the world saw none — in things, and in people, good and bad. 

She raised me different. She talked to me. She explained the world to me instead of just shielding me from it. Because of that I grew up with an awareness that most people spend their whole lives trying to find. She gave me that and with that she gave me everything.

 I had to come to terms though, my mama was surviving and never got a chance to really live. I didn't fully understand until one day I realized I watched her fight her whole life without ever getting the chance to truly be free. She had the vision. She had the talent. She had the hustle, but she was distracted mentally, emotionally and physically, she was hurting. 

I gained her as an angel April 27th, 2021. And on October 16th, 2021 — I dropped Myxed Hustles. Her name. Her vision. Her legacy — carrying it forward with God her side with purpose. "Myxed Hustles" was a name we talked about in my living room going over how to spell it, the designs etc. I didn't know at the time that it was a seed for something much bigger. 

Myxed Hustles is Michelle's Legacy