SIMPLE.DIFFERENT.SPARKLY.
What makes Daisy’s classes special?
YOU!
when Destry was asked....
"I’m probably going to ramble here...maybe not...but probably. So much of it has to do with how I felt about myself and about yoga “classes”. I had terrible self esteem, it’s gone up and down over the years. Yoga classes brought it to the surface in seconds...I’m not thin, I’m not flexible, I’m not balanced, I’m not disciplined, I sound stupid when I breathe, I’m not graceful, I’m not light, you name an ugly self defeating, mean girl thought and that’s what I told myself. I went to several studios that reinforced those thoughts...unfriendly and unwelcoming instructors, offering few modifications for more challenging postures, never saying “if you need to take a child’s pose, please do”...and I didn’t know that I could just take one...and I’d have felt stupid if I had since no one else did (again with the mean girl inside me).
So I quit. Didn’t try another class or video for almost a decade. When a friend would ask me to go with them, I’d say “yoga’s not my thing...”
About 3.5 years ago I needed to come off of anti-depressants, anti-anxiety and sleeping medicine because we were losing our health insurance and I wouldn’t be able to get the medications anymore...I hated that I was on them to begin with...so I started doing the hard work. That included going to a little church that offered free yoga once a week. Taught by older country ladies in a gym with no mirrors! So I went, it allowed me the grace to admit that yoga has always been my thing, I was just to busy listening to the mean girl. I got separated from my husband of 16 years 4 months after that and moved too far to attend classes.
I still couldn’t bring myself to go to a studio. So I started doing Yoga with Adrienne videos off off YouTube 5-6 days a week. Eventually I went to the hot yoga offered by gold’s gym (I had a membership that I only used for cardio until then). I knew I had to have an in person instructor to advance and I wanted to learn the why’s behind some of the poses and breathing. I felt ok there. It was super dark, and I was proud of me for making me go. But it was like yoga with Adrienne in a heated place with others...the instructors didn’t adjust you or suggest things...they just led the class (which was FINE, I just wanted more). They closed the hot studio after 2 months of me being there and took it back to the main gym...lots of light, lots of mirror, lots of the whole gym being able to see. No bueno. I was ready to talk myself into being cool with all of that, but then the instructors started leaving for other studios. I left after that too. And started looking for a new place. I found yoga house on hip goodlettsville. I was nervous about going to an actual studio again, but man I want this so bad. So i did.
And the only spot left in the room (of course it had to be a packed class for my first time) was next to the tall, gorgeous, graceful chic.
As soon as the inner voice tried to pipe up about why I’d made another terrible mistake in trying a studio again, I not so zen-like told her to shut the fuck up. And then the class started, and I heard you breathing. Only you...everyone else was breathing without sound (or holding their breath). These long, obviously soul cleansing, deep audible breaths. And I thought it was amazing that you were doing this thing that I’d been doing at home but thought I’d never do in public unless it were a breath technique session. And then I saw you in your postures...rarely with ridged limbs...usually with bends in your arms and wrists that make me think of belly dancers 100 percent of the time.
It made me give myself more grace, to see someone just moving through the asanas like you were. I had no idea you were a teacher there. And when I came back, you were at the front, teaching. The way you encourage everyone, every single one, was so uplifting to me. Listening to you tell people how pretty their postures were, how strong they were getting, it lightened me.
In two months, you’ve undone years of assuming I won’t ever feel comfortable or able. Just by being your absolutely, inside and out, gorgeous self. And I’m so thankful."
What makes Daisy’s classes special?
YOU!
when Destry was asked....
"I’m probably going to ramble here...maybe not...but probably. So much of it has to do with how I felt about myself and about yoga “classes”. I had terrible self esteem, it’s gone up and down over the years. Yoga classes brought it to the surface in seconds...I’m not thin, I’m not flexible, I’m not balanced, I’m not disciplined, I sound stupid when I breathe, I’m not graceful, I’m not light, you name an ugly self defeating, mean girl thought and that’s what I told myself. I went to several studios that reinforced those thoughts...unfriendly and unwelcoming instructors, offering few modifications for more challenging postures, never saying “if you need to take a child’s pose, please do”...and I didn’t know that I could just take one...and I’d have felt stupid if I had since no one else did (again with the mean girl inside me).
So I quit. Didn’t try another class or video for almost a decade. When a friend would ask me to go with them, I’d say “yoga’s not my thing...”
About 3.5 years ago I needed to come off of anti-depressants, anti-anxiety and sleeping medicine because we were losing our health insurance and I wouldn’t be able to get the medications anymore...I hated that I was on them to begin with...so I started doing the hard work. That included going to a little church that offered free yoga once a week. Taught by older country ladies in a gym with no mirrors! So I went, it allowed me the grace to admit that yoga has always been my thing, I was just to busy listening to the mean girl. I got separated from my husband of 16 years 4 months after that and moved too far to attend classes.
I still couldn’t bring myself to go to a studio. So I started doing Yoga with Adrienne videos off off YouTube 5-6 days a week. Eventually I went to the hot yoga offered by gold’s gym (I had a membership that I only used for cardio until then). I knew I had to have an in person instructor to advance and I wanted to learn the why’s behind some of the poses and breathing. I felt ok there. It was super dark, and I was proud of me for making me go. But it was like yoga with Adrienne in a heated place with others...the instructors didn’t adjust you or suggest things...they just led the class (which was FINE, I just wanted more). They closed the hot studio after 2 months of me being there and took it back to the main gym...lots of light, lots of mirror, lots of the whole gym being able to see. No bueno. I was ready to talk myself into being cool with all of that, but then the instructors started leaving for other studios. I left after that too. And started looking for a new place. I found yoga house on hip goodlettsville. I was nervous about going to an actual studio again, but man I want this so bad. So i did.
And the only spot left in the room (of course it had to be a packed class for my first time) was next to the tall, gorgeous, graceful chic.
As soon as the inner voice tried to pipe up about why I’d made another terrible mistake in trying a studio again, I not so zen-like told her to shut the fuck up. And then the class started, and I heard you breathing. Only you...everyone else was breathing without sound (or holding their breath). These long, obviously soul cleansing, deep audible breaths. And I thought it was amazing that you were doing this thing that I’d been doing at home but thought I’d never do in public unless it were a breath technique session. And then I saw you in your postures...rarely with ridged limbs...usually with bends in your arms and wrists that make me think of belly dancers 100 percent of the time.
It made me give myself more grace, to see someone just moving through the asanas like you were. I had no idea you were a teacher there. And when I came back, you were at the front, teaching. The way you encourage everyone, every single one, was so uplifting to me. Listening to you tell people how pretty their postures were, how strong they were getting, it lightened me.
In two months, you’ve undone years of assuming I won’t ever feel comfortable or able. Just by being your absolutely, inside and out, gorgeous self. And I’m so thankful."
"Daisy began hand crafting exclusive and rare jewelry as part of a personal misison to preserve her grandmother's jewelry and serve her community with elements of love, light and hope. Each piece is made to celebrate your unique style, value and sparkle!
As a yoga instructor she aids her community, empowers women and dedicates her time to mobilizing peace and celebrating authenticity.
She does this through her instruction, example, leadership, huge heart and most notably-her jewelry.
Believing in giving new life to old gems and keepsakes and will often honor their forgotten beauty in one of a kind, sentimemtal pieces made from your own personal or family heritage collections. Reasonably priced so it can be worn, loved and accessible to any budget.
Daisy Alexandria Designs is praised for its quality, allure, refinement and unique customer experiences.
Helping people is her truest purpose and passion.
Never "fitting in" to her small Louisiana town, she found solace in the resale shops with the throw aways, which you will see in her many repurposed and affordably priced pieces. Individuality is what she strives to provide and create for all her ONEOFAKIND customers. More importantly is the sentiment and intention behind every endeavor; sharing + awarding + honoring the little things... growth, friendship, accomplishments and all the special days and things that make you YOU!
Her jewelry making styles and options vary from minimal to over the top, so no matter what your occasion, photo op, or day to day may be, finding a piece that speaks to you is almost a guarantee!" -Mrs. Betsy
As a yoga instructor she aids her community, empowers women and dedicates her time to mobilizing peace and celebrating authenticity.
She does this through her instruction, example, leadership, huge heart and most notably-her jewelry.
Believing in giving new life to old gems and keepsakes and will often honor their forgotten beauty in one of a kind, sentimemtal pieces made from your own personal or family heritage collections. Reasonably priced so it can be worn, loved and accessible to any budget.
Daisy Alexandria Designs is praised for its quality, allure, refinement and unique customer experiences.
Helping people is her truest purpose and passion.
Never "fitting in" to her small Louisiana town, she found solace in the resale shops with the throw aways, which you will see in her many repurposed and affordably priced pieces. Individuality is what she strives to provide and create for all her ONEOFAKIND customers. More importantly is the sentiment and intention behind every endeavor; sharing + awarding + honoring the little things... growth, friendship, accomplishments and all the special days and things that make you YOU!
Her jewelry making styles and options vary from minimal to over the top, so no matter what your occasion, photo op, or day to day may be, finding a piece that speaks to you is almost a guarantee!" -Mrs. Betsy
