Legs and Life: It All Starts Here

I am a complex person.  In my world, hormones rage, emotio n s wane , questions are always left unanswered and love ceases to e xist.  In my world, dependency is not tolerated and tears are rarely shed.  In my world, girls mature into women and boys remain boys.  My world revolves tightly around one element ... a loveable , comical , quick-witted redhead . I've never fathomed why individuals do what they do , say what they say, act how they act.  Again, I am a complex being ... most are simply infantile. To accurately figure some one out is to live carelessly.  To o many of my d ays have gone to squander trying to discover a resolution to everything/everyone that ha s foiled me ... and yet, I remain stupefied.   As my birthday approaches, (in 3 distant months), I begin to lay all of these worries to rest.  I have slowly activated the process of releasing all confusion, anger, worry, struggle, negativity, grief, distress, tribulati...

there's a song my father used to play me that my mother could not STAND, entitled, "To All The Girls I've Loved Before" by Willie Nelson and Julio Iglesias.  'tis a lovely ballad of a gentleman's many-a experience with love and how thankful he is to all of the girls who walked into his life providing joy, happiness, and of course, love. this particular song has been on my mind for awhile now because I've recently been divulging in past familiarities with the same subject.  I have loved, lusted and lost many gentlemen... and for that, I am forever grateful for the experiences I gained, the lessons I learned and the capable feelings I discovered deep within; however, this song wouldn't be equivalent unless there were a few minor adjustments made to better fit my persona: "To All The Guys I've Loved Before" by Jennifer Coffey. now, if you have never before opened your ears to this eminent tune, please humor me and YouTube it!  the l...

holy moly, what a month! ... or two.   needless to say, SF Pride was a HUGE success and the photos turned out fabulous!  what can I say, I really can work any kind of red ;) as many of you know, I am terribly terrible about blogging on a regular basis.  I kinda just do it when I get around to it, when I feel up to it, or when I have a subject on my mind that I absolutely MUST divulge in, ya know, in order to get any kind of therapy out of it!  having said that, if you are expecting regular blogs in a timely manner, sorry to disappoint but I'm not your chick-a-dee! now onto the good shtuff: August 1st?!?!?  for corn's sake, where the hell has all of the time gone?!  I remember the clock piercing midnight on January 1st of the new 2o12... now we are up to our knees in 8 months of this year.  have you sat down and actually evaluated what YOU'VE done with these past 8 months? - have you fulfilled your New Year's resolution?  achieved a g...

the beautifying process has begun! well, i should say the "drag queen-ifying process is about to commence."  i have a promo gig in San Francisco next weekend in which i need to be absolutely tanned and toned ( G a y P r i d e ) and as well all know, them gays are picky! this event is gonna be amazingly fun and wild and i am surely crackin' down.  i recently had a $150 medical facial treatment done, been eating healthy, hitting the gym hard and going to get a few Mystic Spray tans (healthier) within this next coming week! so any of you who are attending San Francisco Pride on June 23/24, seek me out!  i am promoting for Smirnoff and, (it gets better), i will be on STiLTS!!!   looking forward to looking {and feeling} svelt again.  Happy Pride! <3 yep... that's me and my first Pride experience below.  oh, how the tables have turned!!

Brainwashing.   Is it BECOMING a threat or has it already BECOME a danger? We live in a world where social media, stereotypes and images control us.  Television, film, music, fashion, food, Facebook, Myspace, Twitter, Instagram, Skype, Youtube, blogging, personal websites, the list goes on and on.  **Off topic but think about this:  Most of today's "hot" talent is discovered from a thoughtless reality TV show where all they needed to do was get drunk and cause a scene OR be 16 and pregnant on camera.  SERIOUSLY?!?!  What is happening here!!!   - Could I possibly be a fallen victim to a brainwashing scheme?  I desperately hope not.  Though I admit, I too have succumbed to most of these socialistic fads... who hasn't?  The more I step out of my apartment and into the big world, the more I learn that we are no longer individuals of our own but merely clones of a bigger monster.  Such social media sensations as Facebook, Insta...

i can't believe i was never informed about Instagram until now! the boyfriend recently introduced me and i just can't stop... i'm completely addicted! for those who do NOT know what this is, Instagram is a smartphone application program where you take/share/view photos with others who are also signed up within the app.  in lighter words, this is kinda like a Facebook solely dedicated for pictures. there are many fun doo-dads on here too:  different colored filters and shading to decorate your pictures with and you can even search for specific pictures based on "hash tags."   For example:  if i wanted to search for vintage jewelry photos, i type in #vintagejewelry in the search bar and a bundle of results will pop up with gorgeous and creative photos.  i know some folks out there aren't all gung-ho about this program because, let's be honest, some people just take lousy pictures; HOWEVER, if you search for awhile, there are some pretty fantastic pho...

i am currently undergoing a severe 10 day cleanse that insists of no alcohol and no carbs until May 20th.  I have successfully made it past day number 4 and i desperately desire to tuck myself away in a corner with a bottle of Cab, Panda Express and a colossal box of sugar cookies and chow down! despite my craving for the sugar and fat, i am engaging in this ritual because i yearn to refresh and detoxify my body.   i am alerting my body of the vital break it needs from the yucky hangovers, the constipation, the sudden loss of energy and the sugar-crashes.  needless to say, someone once told me that we must not let our bodies tell our minds what to do.  our minds are much more powerful than our bodies and we must never let ourselves acquiesce to a bodily temptation.  isn't that ironic?  given that we do it ALL THE TIME.   food, sex, weight issues, you get the idea. but what about our hearts, eh?  rumor has it that you must always lis...

can we count the moments that we have all said, "I'm so happy for you!" yet not actually MEANT it??? can I count the moments that I have said, "I'm so happy for you!" yet not actually MEANT it??? even better... can I count the moments that I have thought to myself, "I'm masquerading the fact that I am so called 'happy' for you even though I solemnly know you don't really deserve this, and/or this benefits myself in no way to be heeding the rash and foolish facts that you are blabbering to me." ....???? the difference between what we envision and what we physically speak is, well, what is physically said in the end.  my entire life, i have held my tongue out of reverence, solitude, peace, generosity, guilt, and most of all, love.  i have held my tongue on subjects such as my brother's girlfriend whom i secretly love but acknowledge he can't ever handle, my best friend's lover whom i detest but won't risk the...

i started this blog back in August 2o11 and realized that i never clicked the "PUBLISH" button... wowzers.  :P on this cold, thundering, rainy, BEAUTiFUL day, (i am a sucker for rainy days!) i am enjoying a nice, warm cup o' coffee, while I Love Lucy plays softly in the background on my television.  As i sip and sing along to "The Lady in Red" with Ricky, my brain starts to think about a great idea i once conjured up a waaaay while back... writing a book! boy, life sure is mysterious.  recapping everything i've endeavored so far has come to the point now where i should be finalizing on a legitimate book title for my "so far" autobiography (since i've barely lived 25% of my life and all.)  Two ideas for a catchy title i've come up with include,  "From 0 to 24:  Life in the Piping Hot Lane" or my personal favorite , "Hot Coffey:  Brewing Bold and Brilliant." so much can happen over a 24-year span.  and unfortunately...

Companies, organizations, schools, even our annual calendar have devoted days to specific people in our lives, also known as "Appreciation Days."  Mother's Day, Father's Day, Customer Appreciation Day, Teacher Appreciation Day, etc., just a few that pop into our heads, right? When I think of what I appreciate in my life, many things begin to surface.  I appreciate my family for loving me unconditionally.  I appreciate my friends for always knowing how to spice up my day with a hearty laugh.  I appreciate my 1999 Sebring Convertible for still staying strong and reliable, despite the many repairs it so desperately requires.  I appreciate my job which is a constant joy AND reminder of such a wonderful accomplishment I have achieved so far.  I appreciate the Lord and his forgiveness of the sins I have YET to commit.   Within the past 24 hours, I have learned to appreciate something else too...  commitment.  Normally, I flee from the thought o...

**i need to get this blogging thing down correctly.  every time i have a good idea for a blog, i tell myself i'm going to write about it later and yet still seem to completely forget to even turn on my computer!  i guess the red is really starting to seep in :P  (see previous blog for that reference, if you don't already know!) well while at the gym this morning, not only were my legs moving on the treadmill, but my mental wheels were also moving terribly fast as well.  not anything in particular, just things that would normally pop into a 24 year-old female's brain, such as: A.)  who will i marry B.)  what career will i end up with C.)  how many children will i have D.)  what will my children look like E.)  where will i live for the majority of my life F.)  what adventures will i have G.)  will i ever find financial security H.)  will i ever finally meet Mr. Harrison Ford nothing in particular, right?! i suppose we are al...