I’m A Blogger

I have been talking to God and paying attention to signs and I have come to the realization that I am a blogger, I’m a writer, I’m a storyteller. True enough, I don’t have to write about celebrities all the time, but that’s what I enjoy doing. You can’t really dive too much into your personal life because people will always try to judge you but shit, I think I’m way past that phase, I don’t give a damn what anybody says about me. I love fashion, I used to get laughed at on Facebook because I love fashion so much, never understood that one. So, I said to myself, what are all the things you love to do, and what are you good at. Kid Jumper was first. I’m fuckin dope at Kid Jumper. I design all my own shirts, I market them myself, I post them myself, the direction of my brand is all my idea. I paid $1,500 for a website that is MINE, I did that. I reach out to people, my customers trust me, you guys SUPPORT ME, I don’t have a “team” or a “machine” behind me but imagine if I did sheesh! All concepts are MINE. I’m no longer saying I want to do that, I AM doing it. Second thing is blogging. Writing comes so natural to me. I’m one of those people when I talk (or write) others pay attention. I got some shit to say, I might not express myself in a conventional proper way but you get wtf I’m saying right? Right. I love branding. I branded my own business. I market my own clothing line. We all do things through trial and error, and right now I’m on the fence about podcasting. I don’t know how I feel about it. I’ve changed the direction of “Meet Felicia Kid” so many times I don’t even know what it is anymore. What does my show even stand for? Me sounding crazy as hell hollering about some random shit? Because I would rather prefer to have a boyfriend I can complain to all the damn time instead of yaw. So for now, my show is up in the air. I might can it. I might not. I asked myself WHAT DO I WANT. I want to be taken seriously. I want to be seen as a black woman with three kids and a full time job who is basically winging this shit but at the same time I smoked this shit. My brand is bomb I don’t give a fuck! I refuse to let somebody tell me it’s not. Period. So I prayed. And I visualized. And I think about the word consistency and my lack there of. And I came up with an answer. I’m not trying to build a personal brand, that shit is exhausting, and not very realistic in South Bend that’s something a lot of us have to face. I had to figure out what I was or I was gonna go crazy and knock all this shit over, including Kid Jumper. But nah, that would be too easy for everybody else.

It’s about to be Summer.

Kid Jumper about to come so hard.

I’m a blogger.

And I got time. 


Pics and Tingz

So, at the end of last year I decided I had to do more to make my brand stand out. Meaning, I had to create more content, MEANING I have to do a photoshoot. I decided I wanted to chose a photographer that is a woman, I figured I would be more comfortable and I just wanted to have the whole Girl Power vibe going on. I wrote down my ideas of which way I wanted to go and I begin to look for women to help me. And it wasn’t as easy as I thought. Some people flat out didn’t answer me, some let me go on and on about what I needed and they never got back with me, and some just didn’t “get it”. So I’m getting frustrated but I’m like I HAVE to do this I don’t care I don’t care! So my coworkers’ best friend just happens to be a photographer and she just so HAPPENS to have a studio downtown BINGO! Now mind you, this is my first photoshoot ever so I have no idea what I’m doing. I invited my daughter, which made me feel better and I styled us both. One of the hairstylists I’ve been to a few times did my makeup and hair so everything just kind of fell into place. Now, we’re in the middle of the shoot..and I’m looking and acting like a dork. I don’t know how to pose, I feel my mouth is like in some kinda frown, I feel like my eyebrows are constantly up like I’m saying “Huh??” to somebody it’s just too much and I can’t. 


My daughter, on the other hand, killed every pose she was like a natural. She nailed every picture. The entire shoot lasted a little over an hour and then we were outta there. When I get the pics back I’m super excited and I see a few things I want to tweak so I watched numerous tutorials on YouTube and that’s how I learned to properly edit pics, not SnapChat filters but to add lighting, and shadows, things like that. So now I’m like yo, I want to take more pics but just use my kids and I can buy all this equipment myself from Amazon. 



My point is, if you have a brand you have to constantly put out content because people have to see what’s going on with your brand. You also might have to do things that you are totally uncomfortable with, like I stepped outside of my comfort zone to take these pics and I hated every minute of it lol.  


The Creativity Is Sold Separately

How do you know if you’re creative? In my opinion, you see things in a way nobody else does. You notice a picture, a circle, a line, a crack in the wall and you wonder what you can turn that into. My mind is constantly turning, because as I get more heavy into fashion and design, you have to stay a million steps ahead of everybody else. Some people might ask me what do I design? You don’t know how to draw. And naw, I don’t. I get an inspiration from something, and I’ll play off that, or, I will scribble something that I want onto a piece of paper and show it to my graphic designer and he makes it happen. I have a small collection of tees and hoodies right now, and in a few months I will have NEW designs so I have to constantly pay attention to trends, color ways, pop culture, what I see on runway shows on Instagram, I’m so into it. The whole boycott of Gucci made me think, well, I can’t afford Gucci right now, and some of the people I know can’t afford it, so yo, this is the perfect time to be a Black owned clothing line. Dapper Dan made a comment along the lines that being a designer doesn’t just mean you’re just putting a logo onto a shirt, and he’s absolutely right. My goals are so far past South Bend, IN. They have to be, because how many people in South Bend will continue to rock with me and buy my shirts? What if nobody in my city buys another shirt from me again? I HAVE to think that way. I have to think towards the future, I have to think bigger. And not just have the vision of being bigger, I also have to put a plan of action BEHIND my thoughts. I used to be trash at setting goals and now I can tell you where my line will be a year from now, it’s all mapped out. Kid Jumper has a blueprint, and I work on it every single day. I have to clap for myself, why wouldn’t I think my brand is bomb as fuck? I can’t be afraid to say, shop with me now, because soon my hoodies won’t be $38 they will be $75. My creativity and my thoughts are all I have, and I have to stay true to who I am, or nobody will believe in my brand. And thank you to those of you that do.  

Kid Jumper Family hoodie $38  

Kid Jumper Family hoodie $38