My first Social Media profile I made was at 11 years old when the platforms were in the raw stages. The accounts I remember having over the years were AOL Messenger, Myspace, Tagged, Bebo, Mocospace, Tumblr, Facebook, Twitter and finally Instagram. When I made my first Instagram account I was 18 and a lot of my peers were moving from Facebook to the then new platform. It was like immediately Instagram has so much influence over people and how they wanted to be viewed. I was pursuing modeling and fitness at the time so most of my content was selfies of my muscle “gains” and bikini photo shoots. I never considered myself as an Instagram model,but it appeared I was moving in that direction. A couple of years passed and I started reaping benefits of my following due to exposure and just being invited to placed I never would have had access to before. Unfortunately the exposure has a negative side to it called HATERS! After numerous reports on my postings I have had to start over 4 times after my profiles were deleted.
The definition of Insanity is what caused me to change up my content style on my my new account. It;s exhausting losing photos, business connections and followers with each account so I’m praying that it never happens again. My content vision for my current profile is lifestyle blogger style. I plan to mix it up a bit with my content from fun trips, to restaurants that make my heart and tummy smile and any products or just experiences I feel are worth sharing with my followers. I hate being in a box, predictable as hell! I promise to be a wild child always, but within my social media guidelines 🙂
CENSORSHIP IS LAME SO THE BLACK GIRL NEXT DOOR MUST CHANGE!…
I always said I would NEVER abort a pregnancy, but I secretly ached to never be put in a position to “play God”; choosing if a being has life or not. In my earlier years of being sexually active I was using depo-provera birth control which had worked well for me. I happened to get into a relationship where we both agreed I wouldn’t take it anymore and let nature decide if it was my time to mother a child or not. Well that was 3 years ago and I never bothered to get back on birth control after being reacquainted with my bodies natural function of a monthly cycle again. I was practicing safe sex up until the wildest decision to take part in the Porn Industry practicing “safe” pre-tested sex, but still not protecting myself fully from the possibility of pregnancy. Behind the scenes I was participating in wild sexual ventures and never thinking twice about the what if’s, as long as my bi-weekly STD screenings kept coming back with negative results. Ironically I had never seen what a positive pregnancy test looked like until I was retired from my Adult Entertainment lifestyle and being courted by a guy I was involved with for a short period of time. There was moments of shock, disbelief then excitement the first day of my discovery. Eventually the pregnancy symptoms gave me my first wake up call of reality that a baby was really growing inside of me. Naturally I grew more excited with the positive feedback I received from my mom and sisters who thought that day would never come for me. Me being 25 and not 1 pregnancy in my family is unnatural considering majority of my cousins in my generation had already had their bundle of responsibility. Me? I was the wild child living a life of creative free will in Miami and not considering to slow down anytime soon. Well that heart beat I heard my 5th week confirmed I would be doing more than adjusting to life after Adult Entertainment & Now a mommy and me life… eck!
My many wavering thoughts of not being married and the possibility of being a single mom later, not having a steady career to provide the way that I had planned, and most of all my unstable mental state with my Fathers’ recent death lead me to my next decision… Terminating my Pregnancy!
Abortion Laws are regulated by each state so know your rights within your state. The following states are affected by the Heart-Beat Bill that bans abortions after 6-8 weeks (first sign of a fetal heart beat): Alabama, Georgia, Kentucky, Louisiana, Missouri, Mississippi and Ohio.
Florida allows abortions until the 24th week (3rd trimester) of pregnancy.
Planned Parenthood is nationally known for their abortions, although I’ve only ever visited for preventative care in the past. They were the first call I made, but they didn’t have any openings for another 12 days. I honestly didn’t want to deal with the constant nausea again for another week if I wasn’t planning to continue with my pregnancy. I made another call to a clinic in North Miami Beach that could get me in 3 days later, PERFECT! They asked if I would be completing the surgical or medical abortion and after doing my homework, the surgical procedure was the best fit for me. Aborting my first pregnancy was a hard decision on its own and I couldn’t bear the thought of completing my abortion at home with medicine. With the surgical procedure the cervix is widened with dilator rods,a tube is inserted into the womb and light suction is used to remove pregnant tissue through the tube. Generally a 10 minute procedure.
I was instructed to not eat or drink anything 12 hours before my appointment time which was set at 10:30am. I almost made it, but this darn dry cough I had in the middle of the night had me grabbing for that water bottle on my nightstand. I didn’t think it would hurt anything so of course I told the nurse “NO” when she asked at check in if I had anything the past 12 hours. I found a seat and filled out my medical information on a clipboard and silently chastised myself for getting into such a situation. The procedure plus office fees brought me to about $500 which my partner handled while I wandered back to my seat numb trying to imagine what my body would be experiencing in just moments. The nurse called on a lady that was waiting when I arrived and she disappeared, leaving just me and my partner and some action movie on Fx I grew agitated with in the background. Like who even picked this channel for the waiting room in the first place? 🥴 About 30 mins went by and the lady was returning to make a follow up appointment before exiting the building. Finally, my name was called in what felt like EVER and I was taken back for a urine sample where they used a stick pregnancy test to confirm the present HCG hormone level. I was then taken to the next step of getting my blood pressure recorded and finger pricked for blood samples. I waited a few minutes before being taken into the OB/GYN side of the office where I changed into my paper gown and waited for the doctor. He came in and conducted a trans-vaginal ultrasound which looks uncomfortable but much smaller than a baby’s head. My last image of the fetus was projected on a large screen, so I took a moment to get pictures of what I knew I would have a hard time forgiving myself for. The doctor and nurse left for a moment, then the nurse returned and escorted me to another room where the procedure would be taken place at. I took a deep breath as I got onto the table and allowed the nurse to strap my legs into stirrups to keep them open during the surgery. The IV for general anesthesia was placed into my arm and within seconds of it being hooked up I was off into La-La Land!
My first few memories was me throwing up on the side of the table and apologizing for the sip of water I had in the middle of the night. I deserved it! Once I was helped off of the table, I could feel the immediate pressure and pain in my uterus. I was placed into a big comfy leather chair with a heating pad over my stomach and a big throw blanket swallowing me up as I collapsed back into another nap. My sense of time was distorted, but I could definitely feel where my baby was no longer remaining. I was helped up from my slumber and instructed to pull the “tampon” out and use the maxi pad she was handing me. Maybe I’ve been doing it wrong, but I didn’t even know a tampon could go as far from where I pulled it…. but then again other things fit so no comment…. When I returned from the restroom the nurse took my blood pressure 3 times before returning me to the desk to pick up Post-Op instructions and Amoxicillin medicine for infection. I checked the time as my partner helped me in the car and it was barely 12:30pm, just in time for lunch! That day I ordered my favorite food that my nausea would never let me enjoy, Salmon!
6 Day post Op: So I honestly learned what happens during the procedure after it happened to make it hurt less (I know, sounds dumb) so I wasn’t prepared for the amounts of bleeding involved the first 2 days. I have experienced clots here and there that concerned me at first til I learned it’s normal. Excessive bleeding is considered soaking 2 maxi pads in 1 hour, and I wasn’t experiencing that much heavy bleeding so I just had to deal with it. I couldn’t really walk long distances until the 3rd day and it actually caused more bleeding when I moved around, so I went back on bed rest. I purchased a heating pad to soothe the cramps I experienced and the tissue soreness on the left side of my stomach. When the tenderness subsided I did circular massages to help pass the uterine tissue. Today is my 6th day of recovery and I am experiencing little to no bleeding with some soreness on my left side, but I can now walk longer distances.
I take full responsibility for these extensive actions taken place due to my sexual negligence. I am currently doing my homework on the best birth control that suits my lifestyle habits. But I am grateful I now have a chance to get myself in order for the next chance of life expectancy. Every woman deserves rights to her own body and pregnancy.
The Key West culture is bound by togetherness and love. After all the island is but 4.2 square miles, so it’s best to be friendly. The local restaurants have so much history to them, with some providing blended Cuban culture. I found out the hard way that the local kitchens close pretty early, 10:30pm being the average latest unless you don’t mind chain restaurants on your vacation. Most of the resorts have just about all you need to have a fun time. Take advantage of the bike rentals, jet ski tours, kayak rentals, even rent a boat if you can and go fishing! Key West should be on your to do list at least once in your life if you love Salt Water (period)…
Key West has a population Of 26,990 people that live within the boundaries. The largest age range being 25-44 years old and the smallest age range being 65+ years old. Key west is best known for its picture perfect sunsets and it’s Conch Republic independence, With a city motto as “One Human Family”. Florida took a hit from Hurricane Irma in 2017 that drastically affected Key West. My last trip was 4 years ago and I can physically see the difference in the beaches. Careless liter isn’t helping either, as the Atlantic Ocean drifts it in daily on shore..
The Beach, however is still worth experiencing. Specifically Fort Zachary Taylor Historic State Park. It’s only a $6.50 entrance fee per vehicle to have so much available to you ! There are narrated tours, fishing, snorkeling, paddling, biking, and of course THE BEACH!
I danced over the scattered pebbles mixed with sand that lead up to the warm turquoise saltwater. The almost endless dazzling ocean and ginormous rock structures took my thoughts away from the slight ache on the soles of my feet.
Every time I touch a rock I always think, “when was the last time someone picked it up, when did it’s life as a rock begin?” I am always grateful whenever my life’s journey intertwines with a natural life form of unknown generations.
Everyone has their own opinion of the best time to visit the beach. I’ll tell you my favorite part of the day… it’s called ANYTIME! Setting up for the perfect spot can sometimes depend on the mood. The closer to the water the better for me, as I enjoy taking naps one the beach. $30/hour is all it cost to rent beach chairs and an umbrella during the hottest part of the day in Key West. As I took in the gentle waves playing around the rocks thru my sunglasses, the warm breeze dancing on my skin, with Drake’s “Nothing was the same” album playing from my boom box, I mentally checked into serenity.
There is no other way to officially start The Summer than with a cold treat. I’d like to take a moment to appreciate my “sense of no direction” that helped me to stumble upon this little ice cream shop in Wynwood-Miami area. They have a pretty funny sign along with a couple of lime green Adirondack chairs outside the cozy storefront. The inside definitely had the same artistic vibe as the vibrantly painted Wynwood Walls. I went during a busy time where all the seats were taken but I still took in a deep gaze at my surroundings admiring each piece of art strategically placed. Although the space was pretty tight, it was just enough for what you needed…… ICE CREAM!!! There’s a menu painted on the wall with more than enough reasons for me return all summer long!
If you like sweet and you’re feeling a little daring these days, put this on your list! Their cereal bowls and also cereal ice cream sandwiches will be something I can create numerous combinations with forever! Something as simple as getting ice cream can become difficult when you have so many choices from the ice cream to the upgrades. I played it safe choosing what I was comfortable with this time, leaving excitement for another day.
My first Midtown Creamery experience was the Lucky Charms cereal bowl, 2 scoops of Strawberry ice cream with fruity pebbles sprinkled on top. 😋 When I checked out I decided to sit in one of the Adirondack chairs outside and soak in the full experience. The top 40 type music, the laid back pedestrians, the 5pm traffic flow of cars, the lower 80 degree weather and this tasty treat competing to keep me cool and happy! It was definitely working. I was deeply caught up in the sweetness of the strawberry ice cream with the light crunch of a surprise from the fruity pebbles; As if the technology and universe had a connection at that moment, Marshmello “Happier” began playing in the speakers above. I still have no clue how they could get the cereal in that shape to hold ice cream, but I am thankful. I was complete and happy at that moment nibbling on my favorite cereal from the bottom of my favorite ice cream; when I thought… “Who knew happiness could be this simple?”
Some travelers may like to maximize their experiences by mapping out their entire vacation, down to the restaurant of the evening. Me? My life is utter chaos and I find that I have a better time when I’m busy trying to keep up with the daylight. After all, time is a man made measurement and I prefer to use instinct, or whatever excuse fits better 😅 While visiting Key West, I learned my usual approach to life would have me missing some of the best opportunities if I didn’t plan accordingly. This particular morning I was up scrolling through yelp in search of a fulfilling breakfast to give me energy for kayaking and jet skiing. This would be my last official Key West breakfast so I wanted to try something unique and cultural for visitors like myself. The reviews, pictures, menu and prices were all green lights to try Firefly Key West. Approaching, I instantly fell in love with the Southern charm restaurant and surrounding buildings hugging tight. The outside porch dining area would be great on a day when the heat is not so suffocating. Granted, I’ll be outside for the rest of the afternoon in water, but not really in the water. Lol!
So shall we get to the best part? I ordered a Mimosa while I took my time scanning over the menu. The menu had a comfort food southern flair to it and I was torn with decisions to make in the midst of brunch. By the time the server got to the table I was secure in my choice of breakfast. Biscuits and gravy with a side of eggs and bacon. I enjoyed my light, bubbly Mimosa and conversation until my fixings were ready. 2 Biscuits made from scratch about sand dollar sized covered in a sausage gravy. The thick gravy was so flavorful you can taste the chunks of sausage in between bites. Definite Yes to the Scrambled eggs! They are definitely real and taste like grandma fried them in the back with Pepper sprinkled evenly thru each bite. Now as much as I love bacon, I do have to warn you of the slight spice to the bacon I wasn’t really expecting. Lol. To cool off I ordered a sweet tea in which they brought to me in a “county fair” mason jar. I finished as much as possible, but most of all I was fulfilled. I would definitely visit Firefly again when I visit Key West, FL.
It’s no secret Spirit Airline is one of the worst airlines EVER!
The “pre-reclined” seats
Hidden Baggage Fees
Non-Complimentary Beverages & Snacks on board
and Constant Delays!!!!
My first time using this airline last summer I thought I was getting a good deal unit it came time to check both of my bags from the West Coast back to the East Coast… Let’s just say I was hoping I would never have to use that airline ever again. Welp, last month I was left with no choice to buy a last minute flight from Miami, FL. to to my hometown Richmond, VA. It was the only flight that would get get me there with enough time to attend my father’s funeral service. As much as I hated spirit, I would have never forgiven myself for missing the last chance to see my father in the flesh. Considering the circumstances, I was just happy that Spirit Airline could het me there in time. My trip I planned for my 25th birthday was everything but smooth. There was no other airline but Spirit Airline set to travel from Fort Lauderdale, FL into Baltimore,MD that day, so I was left ultimately no choice. My departure flight I booked the unofficial First-Class seat in the second row that had slightly bigger seats. My flight was delayed about 30 minutes, but after called for my boarding group I mentally zoned out. The seats were bigger and has some cushion in it compared to the other hard seats. But as usual I declined the snacks since I bought some myself prior to boarding. Now the flight back home sincerely made a good weekend trip a nightmare. My flight was set for a 9:30am departure that Monday, so I woke up about 6am to prepare myself for the trip home. By 7am I was in my Uber heading to the airport while reminiscing over my birthday trip. After squeezing thru the hustle and bustle of other passengers focused on their route ahead, I made it to a self check-in kiosk to print my ticket. “Flight Delayed-new departure time 2pm” My heart nearly leaped out of my chest when I cancelled and re-entered my confirmation number to make sure my eyes weren’t deceiving me! My mind racing, I decided to just head back to my hotel room and wait it out until noonish. The alternative plan sounded great, but according to my spirit flight updates they had other plans. Due to them pushing the departure times back every 2 hours, I had to extend my hotel stay for an extra day. By 4pm when I internally lost hope – the email I received had confirmed the flight was now cancelled. Perfect! Immediately I called to rebook a flight with the credits I had acquired from the cancellation. Something inside said don’t trust it, but I agreed with the customer service agent to book the same flight time for the following morning. Tuesday morning I woke up at the same time eager to finally get back home. Before packing my bag this time I figured I would check the flight to make sure nothing changed. “Flight Cancelled but we confirmed you for a new flight to Charlotte, NC” UN-ACCEPTABLE That’s not even close enough for me to just rent a car and drive the rest of the way if I wanted to. Calling them back this time wouldn’t be to find another flight, but a simple refund at this point… The phone associate completed the refund for me and off I went looking for a new flight and airline. Instead of flying out of Baltimore, I flew out of Washington D.C. about an hour away. It was well worth it and my ticket was cheaper with American Airlines. Plus I was able to no fly into Miami closer to home. Best of all, I now didn’t have to pay extra ($37) for my carry on bag I traveled with. As I write this I am sipping on a free ginger ale and enjoying my complimentary pretzels. Happy 25th Birthday to me and my long suffering patience 🦋