How to get the WHITEST teeth with Smile Br!lliant!

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This teeth whitening journey I’ve been on lately has been really exciting for me! I was born with naturally yellower teeth – if that’s a word, and have tried multiple types of whitening toothpastes, white stripes, whitening tray programs from the dentist, etc. While I did notice a change right after the stripes were removed, it never seemed to hold, and I was forced to constantly repeat the whitening cycle over and over again.


Strips are also not cheap! Each time you buy them, it will cost you around $40-$80 and without lasting results, that can be disappointing. Being a coffee lover, I need a whitening program that works for me, fits into my budget, and gives noticeable results that last. Thankfully, I found Smile Brilliant! The #1 Dentist recommended teeth whitening system using custom fitted trays – for only $150!


There are MULTIPLE reasons this whitening program was a game changer for me! First and most important… it worked! I finished my program about 3 weeks ago and my teeth are still brighter and look great! The reason Smile Brilliant works so well are their custom fit trays. When you purchase a kit – you are set a package to make an impression and exact mold of your teeth. You mail these back, and within a week you are sent your own custom trays that fit your mouth perfectly. This means that every nook and cranny of your teeth will be coated in the whitening gel every time you whiten. You also have these trays for life, and unless you decide to get braces or alter your bite – these will continue to be useful for you. This same type of mold could cost up to $500 from your dentist!


The other thing I loved about this program is the options for kits. There are different levels of whitening you can choose from depending on how stained your teeth are and your sensitivity level! This makes for six options… heavy stains, average stains, light stains – for both non-sensitive and sensitive teeth! I choose the average stains for sensitive teeth.


Speaking of sensitive – is it not the worst when you have to whiten daily, and you can barely drink anything hot or cold, bite into food, or chew without extreme sensitivity? Awful! This system not only comes with whitening gel, but includes a desensitizing gel as well! After you whiten, you rinse out your teeth trays and fill them with the desensitizing gel and leave it on for as long as you need. For me I would do this for about 20-30 min – and it was a game changer. I could whiten daily with no sensitivity, which allowed me to go through the process at rapid speed and see noticeable results.


I’m so excited about my results, and happy that this opportunity came my way! This program comes with a 100% guarantee – and the ability to consult with anyone at anytime if you have questions of concerns. The customer service was especially great and they were so helpful in guiding me to making adjustments to my routine if I felt more sensitivity than normal. You can also order more whitening gel and desensitizing gel down the road if you feel you need a touch-up – amazing!

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Both these photos are unedited… the lighting was slightly different but you can see a big difference in the before and after!

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Caseapp is such a fun way to make unique and custom made phone cases and laptop skins. I was so excited to partner with them and create my own phone cases! As a blogger and style influencer, my phone is my sidekick and is always with me. Whether I’m writing posts, scheduling my day, supporting my other blogger babes, or linking my looks to my social media platforms… my phone is always with me. Why not make it super cute and chic?


What I love about Caseapp is how easy it was to create my own cases! Not creative? No worries! They have a lot of free designs you can use in one easy click! I found a print that I loved through google and pinterest, and used that as the background of my floral print design. I love the blush tones and black, and the pops of green reminds me of summer and fall! After I stretched this print they way I liked, all you do is save it to your cart! You can use a photo, create text on any design, or combine any prints you want!


My second option was a quote “hustle darling” with a little heart at the end. I love this so much because it’s so accurate to my daily life. I work two jobs for my main source of income… full time and bar tending. I also make custom cakes and cupcakes on the side, and blog daily. All these things can be overwhelming and hard to schedule… there are days where I don’t feel I have the energy or time to fit it all in, but this little saying keeps me going! You have to hustle to make it to your end goal… whatever that is! Mine is to one day work for myself – and in order to get there, I have to HUSTLE Darling! I picked the pink and black to go with the other phone and create a set that I can swap back and forth!


I am definitely going to make more, and a lap top skin, because it was SO easy and super fun! The shipping is fast and its super affordable! Even more affordable with my discount code! Use code KELLYMIKITA20 for 20% off your own designs! Whether you create a phone case, skin, or laptop skin – there are options for every type of phone and computer – you will get 20% off your entire order! This code is good through 9/14/2018! Get to it!




My Dad, My Hero

I am so blessed to have the father that I do. From day one, he has been my hero. He is kind, funny, smart, compassionate, and the most supportive Dad out there. Growing up I never remember him not being there! He was and still is a pilot and was gone for stretches of days at a time – and according to my mom, actually did miss a lot and was always worried we would remember him not making every swim meet, or every dance recital, or cross country meets. I always remember both of my parents being there for everything… and if my Dad did miss something, he was on the phone that night recapping every little detail with us! From building swing sets, fixing owwies, giving me and my siblings that “tough love” when we needed it, sitting through countless all day swim meets and dance competitions, teaching us how to drive, packing our school lunches and drawing funny things on our napkins… my dad has been there through it all.


To this day I can still count on him for anything. Literally anything. He will always guide me and point me in the right direction if I’m having a tough time, help push me to figure it out on my own, and instead of just bailing me out – he makes sure I know I have the ability to fix/solve/do anything without relying on others. For this I am forever grateful. I have struggled financially pretty much most of my adult life, had some emotional issues, tough relationship problems… and my Dad always makes me feel like I am strong enough to power through, even if I don’t feel that way myself. I think it’s easy for people to just jump in and save you… but he has always taught me to stand on my own two feet and figure out my own way to stay on top!


I can also count on him for all the DIY knowledge a girl could ever need! I know how to hang shelves and other heavy wall art, use a power drill, paint, stain, build kitchen tables, put anything together, refurbish old furniture…. etc. I love learning this stuff from my dad because we can spend a whole afternoon together making a new piece of furniture for my apt. Even in my 30’s I still love learning these things from him. He’s so good at wood working, building furniture, helping my Mom make her design ideas come to life… and I love that some of this knowledge is being passed down to me. It’s so fun to have things in my home that I actually made, or something I can point to and say “yea… I hung that on my own and it’s straight!” Saves me money, and I get some quality time in with Dad.


I also love my Dad because he’s got three very different children, and lets us all be our own person and live life how we choose. My little brother has the quintessential “nerd brain,” wrapped up in a cool dude outer shell! He’s an engineer for Boeing and works on designing the planes that my dad currently flies! So cool. He and my Dad can go on for hours talking about work and planes. My sister is a rockstar in sales and has the best relationships with her clients. She’s loves her wine and wiskey, and she and my Dad can stand in the kitchen for hours and talk shop over a bottle of… well anything! I’m kinda the child that’s a little all over the place, ha! I work so many jobs and am constantly finding new things to put my creativity to good use. My Dad is so supportive and interested in all our lives. He takes care of us still to this day in terms of unconditional enthusiasm for everything we are doing.


This year has been a little rough for me… I’ve had some wonderful things happen, but also some things that I couldn’t have gone through without my Dad. Earlier in the year I had a surgery on my hip. My Dad met me at the hospital and stayed with me that entire day making sure I was OK and calming my nerves. He also played nurse for the next week! Put me up in our family home, fed me, helped me get up and around, and changed my ice in the middle of the night for a week. I don’t honestly know what I would have done if he didn’t live so close! I also had some car issues during the time I was in my hip brace and couldn’t drive. My poor father had to drive back and forth from the city, driving my car for me, driving it back to the shop when it wasn’t fixed right the first time… and THEN they told us to drive it 100 miles before we went and got my emissions test. Without a complaint in the world… he did all this for me. When I got in my car accident a few weeks ago, he was the first person I called to tell I was OK. There’s just something about your Dad knowing what to do in these situations that just makes life so easy to navigate through in tough times.


I could go on and on… but on Father’s Day… cheers to the guy who makes all the other dads come in second place! Love you!


The 5 Most Valuable Things My Mom Taught Me

Celebrating my mom is not something I need a special day for, however on actual Mother’s day… I get to shower my mom with love, a little present, and the best gift of all – time with her most amazing middle child, me! I am blessed to live close to my mom so I can spend these times with her and spoil her with a fun brunch in Chicago!

Fitting that we went to a new Hawaiian inspired restaurant called Mahalo – which means “thank you”. I have so many things to thank my mom for! My great hair and big eyes, my creative side, and countless times she’s kept me above water when I felt like I was going to inevitably drown. She’s always been there for me, and I owe a lot of my character and who I am today to my mother.


The five best things my mother taught me are things that have shaped me and made me a better person. I try to relate back to them as much as possible if I’m going through a rough time, struggling at my job, feeling lonely, and also when everything feels like it’s going right!

  1. It’s never too late to start anything. I debated for over a year whether or not to start my blog… was I too old? Was it too late in life to jump into something new? And then I remember all the times my mom decided to do something new – and she didn’t just take a leap of faith and casually stroll through her new venture, she goes all in! My mother was a stay at home mom when we were younger, but when I was in high school, she decided to jump into real estate. At the time, I was like “ok cool” this will be fun for her! This woman put so much work into putting her brand out there, selling herself, her value… marketing herself in every way possible. Today she is one of the top agents in the state – and works harder than anyone I know. A couple years ago she also decided to join a gym to help her lose weight, feel better about herself, and improve her health. She is 60+(ish) years old – ha, I wont reveal, and is still so dedicated and works out 5-6 times per week! She is the best shape she’s ever been, lost a LOT of weight, is so much healthier… and is more active than ever! It’s never too late to start anything if it’s important to you.
  2.  Family can have so many meanings. My mom has taught me that family doesn’t always mean what you’re born into. Family can be anyone you surround yourself with who support you, uplift you, embrace who you are, and love you as you are. Thankfully my core immediate family is super close, and we will remain that way hopefully forever… but not everyone has that same bond with their parents, siblings, extended family, etc. For whatever the reason – sometimes other people in your life are more “family” than blood relatives, and those relationships are so important to hang onto. Family can be anyone, any group, any relationship that adds value to your life and is worth holding onto. My mom has the strongest network of women behind her who are all basically sisters to her and it’s so amazing to see them support each other.
  3. Stand tall and strong, no matter who or what tries to push you down. Much easier said than done, but my Mom is one of the strongest people I know. She has been through a lot in her life, but always has a way of coming out on top. She is always the bigger person, the bigger heart, and stays true to herself in any situation regardless of what others may think or feel about it. This is something that is hard for me everyday. I always worry about what people think, what are they going to say, why is this person constantly trying to bring me down? There will always be those people in your life who have an opinion you didn’t ask for, or judge you just because. My mom is always putting herself first and staying true to everything she values and her own morals- without everything else ever getting in the way. It’s something I hope to be as good at someday, and will continue to fight to be as strong as she is.
  4. Asking for help is not a sign of weakness. Asking for help is not one of my strengths. I like to do things on my own, get through things on my own, and think that if I do it myself without help I am the winner! However, bottling everything up, or keeping feelings on lock down is not always the best way to handle things. This is especially true for emotions. Talk to someone, open up, see a therapist… all of these options do not mean you’re weak – they mean you’re human. Why sit and stew and try and figure it out when there are people out there who CAN and WANT to help. This applies to relationships, jobs, financial issues… anything really. Ask for help! My mom has never been afraid to ask for help whether its something small, a big project, when it comes to sorting out emotions – and unapologetically asks for help when needed. This is something I think is so brave.
  5.  Do you. We can change who we are to better ourselves, but also love who we are everyday. My mom is funny, cute, loves her kids to death, loves shopping, her friends, hosting parties, collecting napkins and straws, works even on vacation, takes a million pictures even when we all whine and complain after the 100’th one and make funny faces at her… but she is herself everyday. Even when we are the most annoying version of ourselves, or the funniest, or the most confident – be yourself everyday and value your worth.

There are probable a million other things my mom has taught me… but these are the five I am most grateful of! I don’t know what I would do without her, and I am so blessed to have her in my life everyday. Happy Mother’s day Momma… you are the WINNER of today… and all days! Love you so much and thank you for being you and being the glue that holds our perfect family together.



The Road to Recovery

In January of 2017, I started training to compete in triathlons. Why not, right? I was feeling really healthy and wanted to tackle a physical challenge while I still could. I was a competitive swimmer for my entire childhood, could run a few miles once or twice a week, and my dad and brother were (and still are) avid cyclists… so I figured why not? It would be a challenge, and something truly rewarding once I crossed that finish line! So I bought a bike – and the training began.

A little about me… I stay as busy as possible. Sometimes I wonder how I manage to function day to day – but I make it happen! I work full time, bar tend on the weekends for extra mula, help out the bar with some accounting work every Sunday morning, and somehow find the time to make a few cakes each month! I am constantly on the go with work, and my social calendar. Where on earth was I going to fit in training for the two triathlons I signed up for in June and August of 2017? Early AM… and lunch break work out sessions were the answer!

Three to four times a week I packed two gym bags – one for the morning, and one for the afternoon. Each day got up at 4:30 am, drove to the gym close to my office, swam for an hour and a half, then got ready and went to work. My boss at the time was (still is) super stellar and let me come in half hour early – to give me an hour and a half lunch break. So – back to the gym I went for 50 minutes, running as far as I could on the treadmill before taking a quick shower and punching back into work! The days I didn’t double up at the gym, I was biking the 12 miles each way to and from my office, backpack in tow with a change of clothes. Outside of that, I was running after work when I got home, and on the weekends I would train for about 2 -3 hours a day. Swim bike run, swim bike run!

Guuuuuurrrl, I was in the best shape of my life! I felt amazing, strong, confident (for the first time in a while) – like I could take on the world! The best part of all that working out was I actually enjoyed it. It was a high, and helped so much with stress relief. Regardless of how tired I was in the morning, jumping into that pool did the trick. If you’ve ever been a swimmer – that is quite possibly the hardest part of practice… jumping into that frigged water. The only way to warm up is to get moving!


In May, I started noticing some pain in my right hip. Sometimes it would travel down to my knee. Did a little research, and was told my IT band was most likely really tight. Foam rolled that out as much as possible, and the pain in my knee went away… but the hip pain continued to get worse. I completed my first Olympic triathlon in June! It was definitely hard – and although I wasn’t thrilled with my results, I was eager to improve my time in August. Rested for a week… then was back at it. The pain in my hip at this point was constant – even when I wasn’t training. A week before my second race was approaching, I went on a long bike ride, and could barely walk later that night. Long story short – went to an orthopedic doctor at Northwestern, and the diagnosis was a labral tear.

No second race for this lady. The months that followed were full of x-rays, physical therapy, and MRI’s. A labral tear does not heal on it’s own due to the location in your hip, and the fact that there is little blood flow running through that joint. If you don’t have surgery, your ball joint will keep rubbing against the socket wall – causing a lot of pain and bone inflammation, and the possibility of developing arthritis is imminent. The only way to fix it is to have surgery. Major bummer – and what was more frustrating was that I could no longer run or workout. Every major movement in your lower body goes through that joint.

Patience: a virtue, is right! When someone tells you you can’t do your normal routine, can’t run, can’t workout… that’s literally all you want to do. In order to be approved for surgery – you have to show you made effort to heal the issue through PT. While we knew that wouldn’t work, the stretching and exercised I learned did help curb the pain. The insurance company gave my case the run around for about two months… so my patience at this point was running thin. As much as I didn’t love the idea of surgery – I wanted it over and done with so I could get back out there. The recovery for this surgery is 24 weeks. UGH! Thankfully this procedure is done through three little probes – so scaring is minimal considering the amount of work they did.


The first six weeks you’re in a hip brace. This contraption can only be described as a modern day chastity belt! It was thick plastic that wrapped around your hips and waist and down to your upper thigh. It was connected by a large metal bar, that restricted your leg from bending past 30 degrees. This is to protect the joint and let it heal properly. Uncomfortable to say the least, especially when you’re forced to sleep in it!


There is literally no rushing the healing process – and man was it hard and lonely. The smallest things took so much effort. Tying my shoes was impossible (amen to slip on tennis shoes), putting on clothes was a trick, and getting up and down was more of a roll/lunge onto the good side until you could push and stand upright. Six. Freaking. Weeks. So grateful to have my Mom and Dad so close – they put me up for the first week, and nursed me back to the point where I was OK on my own. However when you’re 33, and relying on mom to help you get out of bed, get dressed, shower, and keep you from falling over… makes you feel a tad helpless! I just wanted to get better – and throw that brace out the window!

The excitement of my days when I got back to the city was simply hobbling down the block to Walgreens or Chipotle, just so I could get out of the house and into the fresh air. I went from working two jobs and baking, to nothing… and could do nothing but rest from the time I woke up to the time I went back to bed. I watched everything on TV, Netflix, HBO Go… and read three books! If you know me, you can applaud the book reading, since it’s something I never do. My parents did their best to keep me company, and I saw my friends a few times on the weekends – but getting ready with that brace, getting in and out of Ubers, and just general standing/sitting was so difficult that hibernation was the best option.  It made me so hot because the plastic piece wrapped all the way around my stomach and back. I had to wear a tank under it to protect my skin, and then another shirt over it, then struggle with the smallest movements – so I would get hot and flustered instantly! My mom’s best friend named by brace “Sweaty Betty”! I still refer to it as that name to this day, ha!


I am 12 weeks post op currently, and moving along really well in my PT program at Athletico. Shout out to my instructor Erin W! She is seriously the bomb and has been with me through this entire process. I feel like we are besties (I mean she may feel differently, ha) and I can tell her anything, which makes the process so much more comfortable. I saw her before my surgery for 10 weeks, and currently see her twice a week now for my post op recovery. Mainly working on flexibility and stretching the joint to break up the scar tissue, and some strength exercises to balance out my weight back onto both sides. I was told in two more weeks I can possibly start the “back to run” program which will be so exciting… HOORAY! Already bought new running shoes to celebrate the occasion – I mean, duh!

My advice to anyone who has any type of physical set back, an injury, or undergoes surgery is to just be patient and not push yourself. Even the smallest amount of progress needs to be celebrated, and not compared to what you could do before your set back. Let your body tell you how it’s doing… and listen. As hard as those six weeks were for me, and as hard as I know the next 12 will be, I truly believe my body needed all that rest – and frankly so did my brain. I kept Sweaty Betty on, I followed all the rules, and I’m healing wonderfully. It is so important to physically and mentally be on the same page when it comes to all things fitness. My mind was telling me to “go go go”, but my hip was screaming for me to slow down. If something doesn’t feel right – go get it checked out! I look forward to competing again in the future… but for now, I’m content with the slow and steady comeback!