Showing posts with label lady of business. Show all posts
Showing posts with label lady of business. Show all posts

Wednesday, December 12, 2012

Ladies and Lionesses: Part II






To read Ladies and Lionesses: Part I go here. 


 
With that realization, she reinforces her lady camouflage and embraces her inner lioness. It is a general saying that a fool messes with a lioness protecting her young—for there is no more fearsome or intimidating creature. In society, the same knowledge applies. What really is a woman’s young? It is her offspring…her creation. Something she has invested her time, talents, energy, and emotions into. With that said, wouldn’t a project, a business, or even a fundraiser apply?
Yes, indeed.
The door opens and inside are six men ranging in age from midtwenties to late sixties all in varying shades of gray and black. Because saint’s forbid anyone wear anything with color and have a personality. Did I mention the “itfit” is a beautiful royal blue pencil skirt jacket combo with a daring red silk blouse underneath?
As usual, she is the only woman. Because the lioness knows how to interpret the reactions of others, she concludes all appreciate her appearance. Then they quickly hide it. The proper reaction is a warm welcoming smile, under laced with just a tad of steel. Don’t want to release the lioness just yet. They’ve heard the rumors. That’s why there are six of them and one of you.
Your welcome has caught them off guard. Your blue briefcase with silk zebra print interior makes them think you are oh so feminine and flighty. Shoulders and postures begin to relax. The first one being the man in the dark gray directly to the right of the window, after seeing him relax all follow suit.
That’s their leader. That’s your target.
A lioness uses all her talents to out maneuver an opponent. Her femininity is not a weakness. Her joy for colors is not a form of frippery. It’s simply just her. If someone decides to make false assumptions, it is more than fair to manipulate those misconceptions to her advantage.
Introductions are made and the meeting begins. She causes confusion because her outward beauty and grace conflict with the prowess, ambition, and intelligence she executed during the presentation.
However, it is now the end. She leaves offering them five minutes of privacy. Upon her return, the strategically hidden leader is now opposite her at the end table. His shoulders are back, he tries to hide his smile, his triumph. Already she knows that the answer is no. But upon seeing the narrowing, weary eyes of the other men it wasn’t unanimous.
It’s time for the lioness to make her appearance. She listens stoic and relaxed. Something that throws the leader off completely, after he expresses his concerns and their grievances about going forward. He thanks her for her time and begins to stand not even having the curtsey to let her reply. Well that’s not acceptable.
The lioness stands to her full height and insists they sit down. And oh yes she uses that tone of voice. You know the one that is a cross between a growl and a request. In a matter of minutes, she undermines every point that was made. Because that faithful assistant made sure, she was prepared. The lady will show her gratitude later. Because a lady takes care of her own and their loyalty is the best investment.
Visibly uncomfortable and now aware that they are facing the “bitch of the boardroom” the men flounder. Scenting unsurety the lioness pounces with her most effective attack yet.
Retreat.
Having said her piece the lady begins to pack up. Again, they are floundering and can’t imagine she’s walking away from them! And she’s prepared to do just theat. Even though she’s invested so much into this deal she will always be willing to walk away. Because for a lioness no matter how much success she earns, how much respect she receives, she will always be “the bitch” and she doesn’t care. A lioness has to know when to let go of her creations.
A man on the other hand has his own emotions. The most prominent of which is reputation. He just can’t be known as the one the bitch walked away from. Because that is what the rumors will say and the lioness knows that.
Once again, the lioness manipulates all the resources around her. Even the use of her bad name.
Indulge your lady and embrace your lioness for the two aren’t mutually exclusive and don’t have to be.




Bri Clark

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Wednesday, December 5, 2012

Ladies and Lionesses:Part I




The best place to start is to define a lady and a lioness. Bare in mind these definitions are not up to Wikipedia or Webster standards. In fact, the better explanation would be “according to the gospel of Bri.” And like the gospel I’ll use stories and metaphors.

In today’s world a lady is someone who has or can at least execute the allusion of self confidence. She knows herself so well that during that big meeting today she wants to look her best. So she pulls out “the itfit”. The “itfit” is the outfit that is used as a weapon of mass confidence construction. When she wears it her shoulders are pulled back. Her chest ,no matter the size, is flattering. Her hips, legs, and stomach are amazing. In short, the whole outer package is stunning. Internally because of the boost from the itfit (she produces more of that hormone that makes you feel better but I don’t know what it’s called) she is prepared. She feels confident and is ready to tackle this meeting.

On the way to the office she stops for a latte’. When she walks in her stiletto gel insoled heels people give her second glances…especially men. A smile appears making her even more beautiful. It’s not that she craves male attention. She’s not a slut. It’s the admiration that makes her smile.

People in general want to be admired. Physical admiration is the easiest and usually the first and fastest way to receive this attention. A lady smiles back to her audience but is careful to walk a line of respectful appreciation. It’s a thin sway of the hips between inviting wanted and unwanted attention.

Our lady has made it to the office. As she approaches the conference, her assistant informs her of last minute issues. Because she is a lady she nods, listens, then consoles her upset assistant who has been freaking out all morning waiting for her to get there. You see our lady left her phone on vibrate and has missed the calls.

A quick trip to her office, a couple of sent emails, and a rechecking of data she is sure that it can be fixed. On her way to the boardroom her smile is no longer applied. In fact, an involuntary scowl has formed between her eyebrows. The same areas she applies that super expensive cream to every night to prevent wrinkles. She quickly relaxes the muscles. Nevertheless, a chill creeps up her spine causing the hairs on the back of her nape to stand. A ball of pressure settles in her gut making her uneasy. Before she opens the door to the conference room, she stops and recognizes the signs…sees them for what they are.

Instinct.




Make sure to tune in next Wednesday for Part II of Ladies and Lionesses

 

Bri Clark

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Social Ghoster Marketing Strategist, Author, Speaker, Social Media/ Platform Consultant

 
belleconsult.com


  
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