My First Time.....

My sister's blogging has peaked my interest I must admit. Ohhh - the phenom of blogging. I want to blog! (I say that in the most obnoxious voice possible) What the hell am I supposed to write about? Is this the theatrical stage where I can now perform the plays of my twisted little mind? Yes.....finally free therapy!

There is a first time for everything - and I mean everything. Lately I've been experiencing a lot of first time things. Some of them too vulgar or too minor to mention. First times can be very very scary. Like right now........I am very nervous writing this. Any way - back to first times. For the first time in my life I am allowing me to flow free. Freedom in every sense of the word. I am letting go of caring what people think of me when I'm walking down the street in my bf's really big grey sweats, purple flip flops, black sweater, and silk red head wrap - not worrying if I'm going to run into one of my models, clients, associates, an ex or some girl that may be hella jealous of this Queen. Its raining and its a Sunday for the love of GAWD! I'm letting go of my insecurities about people in general. I've realized that people are going to do and say exactly what they are supposed to! For the first time I'm shedding the uptight girl and letting the happy little munchkin run free. Catch me if you can.

My first time.....