The perverts do exist, but, ladies, not every man paying you a compliment is harassing you. I learned this the other day (the hard way) as I quickly scurried to my car carrying bags of grocery.
I agree, social media is just that — an environment we willingly become a part of to share, chat, meet people and…be social.
I barely slept that Friday night but early one Saturday morning I shielded by red puffy eyes with a pair of fancy Dolce and Gabbana shades and somehow made my way to the Potter’s Cay Dock where my mother anxiously awaited my arrival.
First there were the stans. Then there were the fans. Then there were people like me: not a stan, kind of a fan,
I wont even lie, I’ve been sitting here trying to write this blog about my vacation for forever. Writing, deleting,
I am sitting at my desk having the hardest time staying focused, doing work and staying awake. To be honest.