Dear Future Husband

Dear future husband,

If you get me a ring like this...I will beat you senseless.

What you can get me is a down payment on a factory.  Because the $10,000 you would've spent in this bobble is like ten times as much in another country.

Once that factory makes us enough to buy this thing, you can buy it for me.  But I won't want it because I'll have a factory and the non-for-profit organisation that was you wedding present to me so instead I'll probably just want coffee.

Sincerely yours,

Your future wife

SyncroDestiny/Try

To a point...I believe in horoscopes.  Firstly, I'd like to acknowledge that there is a deeper art to horoscopes than what we understand.  When I say I believe in horoscopes, it is this deeper art I believe in.

That being said, it's got a point though. I have other shit to deal with, whoever this guy is can just scuttle around until he's ready.  If this app is right apparently his soul tortured so maybe he's busy doing tortured things (when I'm tortured I sleep, maybe he's sleeping?)  Cheer up fucker, life is beautiful and if not we products for that!!! (Also if you're sleeping, fuck it, let me know when you wake up, also enjoy a meal, have some coffee run an errand or two.)

I'm far past trying to be in a relationship, I'm too lazy for that.  The most taxing part of my day is trying to be on time. Trying was me a version or two ago.  Now I'm older, wiser (considerably more pampered.) Now the only things I'm trying to do is get to Fashion Week and get to design costumes for Shpongle.  Everything else just happens.

Legal Weed/Legal Greed

When I decided to become a cannabis rights activist THIS is why.  For two whole years I've sat on the sidelines SAYING THIS EXACT THING and for all you people telling me "There's no money in being an activist!" FUCK YOU! For 40 years black people have been ACTIVELY suffering, ACTIVELY going to jail ACTIVELY being persecuted.  Don't give me that BS that there's no money in it.  That's the first lie they tell you when they want you to look the other way!  There may not be MONEY in it that you want to admit to, but there is AFFLUENCE you're not admitting to!!!

I'm supposed to watch dispensary owners drive BMWs while black people are still ACTIVELY getting persecuted ACTIVELY going to jail and ACTIVELY suffering ALL OVER THE WORLD for something that started because of racism against Mexicans and blacks.

You want to know the God's honest truth? There's the INDUSTRY and the 'COMMUNITY' and it's a house divided.

But that's none of my business.  What do I know? I'm just the girl in your world.

Closure/ Lessons from Zoolander

I've learned in the last two and a half-three years that to be a 'model' is actually very empowering.  There's an extreme link between a model and their body.  Suddenly your body becomes your tool, your asset.  You learn to love your body because as much as others love your body, no one can love it as much as as you do.  In the end, after 20 minutes of stillness, you creep out of your holy place and for going there you're given the gift of seeing yourself through someone else's experience.

It's humbling.  It's awe-inspiring.  If anything to come out of that and then have people thank me sometimes makes me feel sheepish. Hugs in the middle of the street make me feel downright strange.  I'm sure there's more to life than being ridiculously good looking, but no one said you can't be ridiculously good looking while you figure out what that 'more' is?

And yes. There is more to life than being ridiculously good looking.  There's more to being ridiculously good looking than just looking ridiculously good looking(especially in these modern times with Facebook and and Instagram and things 'going viral.') Who's not to say that in today's society of 'selfies' (which I happen to be a fan of, selfies keep you fit, God forbid you stop being ridiculously good looking mid-quest (Zoolander and his friend were still good looking until the end of the movie mind you)

For me that more is love.  Yup,  I'm a romantic.  I model because I love it.  I paint because I get lost in the design and the lines and colour.  I dance because all in all a 27 year old woman isn't supposed to be able to dance en pointe without lessons (but I do, my lines are wonky but I'm up there)

My point is this:  There is more to life than being beautiful, but without beauty inherently there may not be life.