42… But Still Just a Girl

By Terrell Dominick

I make 42 years old next week. Ain’t that crazy?

(And yes, I said make. I’m from New Orleans—we don’t “turn” ages. We make them. Not changing this)

In these 42 years, I’ve raised babies, built a business, closed businesses, failed, succeeded, survived things I don’t always speak on, lost money, made money, and stood in places I once only dreamed about.

I really thought I’d have it all figured out by now.

House of my dreams, business booming, body snatched, bank account fat, kids chilling.

Instead?

I’m still juggling. Still learning. Still building. Still talking to that little girl me hoping she is proud of how far we’ve come.

And honestly?

I think she’d be proud.

Not because I’ve nailed everything—but because I’ve never stopped showing up.

That girl is still in me.
Still picking out fits like it’s a sport.
Still dreaming big, even when life humbles me.
Still believing that my magic is real, and that a good outfit can shift your whole day.

Some days I feel like that girl confident, clear, handling it all.

Other days, I’m staring at my closet, my inbox, the invoices like, “Girl, WTF is going on.”

And sometimes? I laugh at the idea that I was ever supposed to have it all together by now.

Like… really? All of it?

The truth is: growing doesn’t come with a deadline.

Everything doesn’t have to be perfect for me to still be her. Still that girl. Still doing the thing.

I’m learning that it’s okay to be proud of how far I’ve come and still feel like I’m figuring things out.

And that little girl in me—the one who'd picked the craziest shit to wear to stand out, who dreamed of building something bold and beautiful, who just wanted to feel seen, be successful, strong and soft all at once?

She’s still here.

She’s why I create the way I do.

She’s the reason TD is what it is - Dope, layered, fly, and made for women like us.

She reminds me to keep building the life she once imagined, even when it’s hard, even when I feel behind, even when I’m staring in the mirror like, “Girl, WTF is going on?”

So yeah—I make 42 next week.

I’m grown, but still growing...

Still working. Still learning. Still building...

Still becoming the woman I want to be.

Still holding it down for that little girl who believed she could.

xo,
Terrell Dominick

P.S. I will be sending out more blog posts this week and of course we will have our Annual Bday Sale so stay tuned and thank you for reading and your support!

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