Riding in cars with boys

When you live on an island in the caribbean, fabulous as this may sound, things tend to get really tiring. The same places and faces at the same hour and day. Monotony is a big issue when you live in a place where it does not matter how far you drive, every 4 hours you are going to hit water.

Come Thursday on the island one tends to start dreading the monotony of the activities that you may already have an invite to or those that you will "spontaneously" be attending. Even the clothes can be dull, boring and repetitive if you are paying close attention to the whole scene. However who you share these moments with can make all the difference.

There comes a point in the evening, when the lights, magic and cheap vodka buzz start to wear off and turn into blabber mode, confession mode, get the annoying guy who wont shut up away from me mode, doze mode or reflective mode, depends on how cheap was the vodka you got served, when either sharing laughing, crying or whatever your reaction might be takes the form of a group of people with whom you feel comfortable and at home with. People who managed to beat the tony out of monotony (and also managed to make the same tony finally shut up by telekinesis) and have managed to make this weekend the best one you have had all year. Until the next one that is.

These people with whom you ride in the car with and share your last, precious moments of drunken disinhibition with, be them the bitchy one, the drunken one, the eternal optimist one or the uptight let-loose of the evening, they are the unsung heros of all our weekends year round. These are the people who deserve to be over thought of, over zealous with and super good to because they are the ones who have your back no matter what.

So this weekend, when the lights and buzz start to dwindle, make sure that your car contains the four essentials: Air bags, air freshener, hand sanitizer and 4 full seats of the people that matter. this one goes out to riding in cars with you guys. Thanks for making this the best one I've had all year!

Sincerely,

JMI.

The Jest Jump

Its been a while since my last post but I have decided that it is time to just lay the cards on the table for all to see. Since my last blog post, which may have well been in the ace age in blogger years, many things, have come and gone, many barriers been knocked down and in all honesty allot of new ones have now come up.

Like coming out of the closet was not enough of a change back in 08' I decided to throw in there an entire career change....you know, just for the fun of it. Now I am a full time fashion student, full time call center rat, full time shop attendant and part time person.

I never realized how easy it could be to loose one's self in an attempt to find the very thing you most strongly feel you have lost. However I have decided to stick to the old saying that "..it is never darker as when light is about to break"... or whatever that saying was.

For a while now I have been questioning my self and feeling more out of place than a Canal street bag in a Stella Mccartney boutique. Am I good enough? did I make the right choice? For months I have been boasting, mainly to my self, that I have taken the leap of leaps! a plunge greater than marriage. After a long BB talk with my friend Ana and today as I rode in the car with my friend Ali talking about this, it suddenly hit me. I had never jumped at all, I am merely standing on one leg. Exhilarating? YES! adventurous!? Most Def! but it does not come close to the thrill, the joy, the adrenaline of the actual jump.

So there it is kitties, feels like much a-doo about nothing, two years wasted.... or are they!?resolution time. Take the plunge with all the glory and\or shit the splash might make or die trying. Either\Or (always good to have options).

So take this as an invite to join this event, Dinner Jacket mandatory.

Hopefully I have peeked your interest and hopefully you will keep coming back for more of whatever it is I am supposedly doing on this thing but more than that hopefully I have inspired you, if even a little bit, to at least consider a change in your life.

Cheers to jumping!