The culmination of who I am can be summed up in one phrase—as someone very special to me put it—"a curated expression of love..."
It's never an intention of mine to judge the way other creators decide to express themselves. After all, art is boundless and creativity is eternally limitless. There is no one way to do or express anything and that's one of the beauties of art. It's one of the primary reasons so many people embrace the arts not only to cope with trauma's, life experiences, or mental disabilities and impairments but as a catharsis for the emotions they experience and need to release. For the most part, I'm tremendously accepting and understanding of the way in which others convey their thoughts, ideas, and emotions because I find it illuminating to step into someone else's mind and internalize their experiences or thoughts from their perspective. These gems can be incredibly enlightening + inspiring, if nothing else.
Math has never been my thing. From early on, it was clear that I was much more comfortable with words than with numbers. As the old adage goes—and I'm paraphrasing here—you're either a math person or a word person; but never both. In elementary school, I did fairly well with basic math and was, in fact, on the high honor roll from the 1st grade to the 6th grade in all subjects and that made me feel good because it was one of those things where they posted the high honor roll and honor roll students' name and pictures on the wall outside of the classroom door. It wasn't until I began taking Algebra I and Geometry in high school that it became evident math was definitely not my strong suit anymore.
Growing up in Harvey—a Chicago suburb—was as good as it could get for a young girl like myself. My family and I weren't filthy rich nor were we dirt poor. My carpenter father and nurse mother (who worked the night shift and slept during the day) did the best they could to give us a safe and happy life, even in a less than savory neighborhood. But my perspective at the age of 8 was a tad bit different. I loved my town and I adored my friends.
**I DO NOT CONDONE THE SALE OR CONSUMPTION OF ALCOHOLIC BEVERAGES BY UNDERAGE INDIVIDUALS** In an episode of Family Matters I recently watched, Eddie—the son of the family—comes home drunk after being warned the previous day about drinking by his father, Carl. Essentially, Carl threatened Eddie with eviction from the home if he drank again, since Eddie is only 19 and, thus, not of legal drinking age. I disagreed with this approach for a couple of reasons.
Gold. At its center, a magnificent whole hazelnut blanketed in rich chocolatey Nutella encircled by a light crispy wafer dipped in luscious milk chocolate and then lovingly dusted with finely chopped hazelnuts. This is the treat of the gods, I'm just sure of it! This is the coveted Ferrero Rocher gourmet confectionery.
With these first few carefully selected words, you will instantly become aware that this letter is unlike any other you may have seen. Most people are very upset with you right now and, dare I say, may even hate you. Their letters will be crass, judgmental, and riddled with contempt. At this point, given what has transpired only in the most recent of days, it's safe to say you could be one of the most despised beings in the country!
On April 4, 2018 I came face-to-face with a Greek god of a man whom I was certain would be a permanent fixture in my life. Upon making eye-contact, it was as if his gaze permeated my being and grasped my inner slut by her very delicate throat; a dark thing that secret parts of me enjoy immensely. I wasn't sure how to feel or what to say. My hands grew clammy and the grin on my face was undeniable. Being in his presence alone rendered me a babbling fool. The emotion was buy and large too complex to describe but in my mind, it was love at first sight.
Over the past few months, I'd been considering having a Lipo 360 + BBL (Brazilian Butt Lift) surgery done. Not because I'm unhappy with my body but because it's something I want to do for myself. Recently, I lost quite a bit of weight and have made it down to size 8 but have loose skin and some fat I'd like to "move around", if you will, so it looks more appealing to me.