Painted-on-bikini-gurrrlll

2011 is approaching rapidly so I'm cramming in all the cool shit I did in 2010 into blogs before the clock strikes midnight this Friday!
November brought along another *2010 first* for Mama Virgo and quite the unusual one: a painted-on-bikini contest! The Set NYC contacted me about this contest event they would be hosting at the Sea Lounge NYC and asked me to participate as one of the contestants in their painted-on-bikini contest. I've ALWAYS wanted to get painted so of course I said yes and was so excited to get painted! I'm very comfortable with my body and not afraid to be semi-nude in front of a crowd. We should all be proud of our bodies and not pass judgement on those who have the guts to flaunt what they have in social settings!

That being said, I invited Baby Virgo to come to the event and a few of my other good friends. We arrive at Sea Lounge in the Meat Packing District and Mama Virgo is amped to get painted! The Set NYC referred to the event as a "hot body-painting showcase and swimsuit contest." The artist painting the models for the night is Andy Golub who is known for his unique and intricate designs painted on bodies of all shapes and sizes. I contacted Andy a few weeks before the event to get a better idea of how the body painting process goes and what I should be prepared for. He suggested I wear a white thong and either choose to go topless or wear a bikini top. I chose to go topless and have him paint a bikini top on my chest because that's what I envisioned as the best way to enter this type of contest.

Apparently, only one other model chose to go topless as well. The rest of the models wore regular bikinis and he painted the designs that he's known for, around the bikinis they had. Those painted models came out awesome, but I had another idea in mind. I asked Andy to paint a red bikini with white polka dots on me! He painted the bottom half of the bikini over my thong (so many people have been asking questions about whether or not I was completely nude down there--now you know I wasn't!). Then he painted the top piece of the "bikini" on my bare chest. Yes, my bare chest, and Baby Virgo was watching along with other models as I got painted. I didn't feel embarrassed or ashamed one bit because this is what body painting is all about!
A professional photographer by the name of Sunny Norton was also there to photograph the event. He was a joy to have at Sea Lounge and is a fantastic photographer! Sunny captured some wonderful candid moments of the night and I really appreciate him for that.

After the paint dried it was time for the contest to start. I went out there as contestant #3 (3 is the magic # in case you didn't know or aren't a Blind Melon fan) and got a very positive response from the audience ;) I went back into the crowd to get some drinks with Baby Virgo and our friends Victor and Nick--Konstrictshun was there as well! We started dancing the night away as the contest went on. Time flew by and before we knew it they were announcing the winner of the contest. I honestly didn't enter this contest to win it, I entered it to get painted and enjoy the experience, so when they called my name as the winner I was completely unprepared and taken by surprise. Winning the contest was a kick ass bonus to the whole experience and something I'll always be proud of :)

Washing the body paint off was a task I imagined would of been difficult but it came off with no problem (just thought I'd throw that in there in case anyone was wondering or wanted to know before they get painted for the first time lol). I look forward to being a body paint model in the future and can't wait to get painted again!

Mama Virg's 1st runway show

So I've been excited to blog about this for quite some time but haven't yet because other events/issues/topics have come up recently. This past September I was in a runway fashion show for my first time ever! I'm always searching Craigs List for modeling gigs in NYC and was fortunate enough to find The Set NYC's ad about needing people to work for upcoming events. I e-mailed them my portfolio pictures and the usual info about why they should have me at their events. They originally wanted me to host the runway show, but at the last minute asked me to be one of the models in the show! *BEYOND ELATED* Not only was this my first time walking on the runway but it would also be my first time modeling lingerie!
The event was called Risque Lingerie and Underwear Fashion Party and was put together by photographer/stylist Robert Tavliver of NYC. The show was also for Robert's birthday party!
The first person I told was the one and only Baby Virgo because I knew she'd be there to support me and have a blast throughout the show. Baby Virg also was a doll and took pictures of me on the runway. We had so much fun backstage getting ready for the show, mingling with the other models and designers and trying on the outfits. Baby Virg and I also greatly appreciated watching the gorgeous male models change into their sexy boxer-briefs.
I wasn't nervous before going on the runway. I was having the time of my life surrounded by beautiful and unique people from all walks of life. However, RIGHT before we were about to go on the runway, I was told that I would be the FIRST model to walk!!!! Forget being nervous I felt straight up honored and ready to strut my stuff (so not being egotistical I'm just being honest). Right behind me in line was a male model named Angel who's a really fun guy to talk to and seemed like the perfect male model to start the show with.


Being the first model to open the show was like the ultimate natural high. It just solidified what I've known in my heart for over a decade: I was created to model.
The fast-paced wardrobe changes behind the scenes was just what I had anticipated and heard about from experienced models. It was such a rush and I loved it. My second lingerie outfit was the most unique out of all the other outfits in the show; Baby Virgo and I nicknamed it the "Jeanie" because it looked like something from the classic show "I Dream of Jeanie."
Angel and I went out first in line, again, to close the lingerie show and it kicked ass! It was so awesome to just walk out there with all the models and hear the crowd cheering and seeing my proud Baby Virgo smiling at her Mama Virgo :) The after party was so much fun, great music, great people, excellent vibe. Another unexpected surprise was KR Productions showing up to interview models for their company! Little did I know that I would be 1 of 2 female models to be interviewed! (Quick info: I've never been interviewed or on camera for anything like this so all I could do was be myself once the camera was on me:) ). The interview went fantastic-I genuinely felt comfortable being interviewed on the spot because I generally perform better without knowing details beforehand. Konstrictshun Artist interviewed me, he's SO funny and made me laugh so much throughout the interview. He did an amazing job interviewing the other models as well and his production company put the fashion show interview video together perfectly. Vocab Magazine was also there to cover the event (I have a picture of myself & Baby Virgo holding up an issue of their magazine but until I figure out how to use this blog site better I can't post anymore photos in this entry without screwing up the layout).
When the night came to an end I felt so unbelievable grateful for the experience I just had and people I met. It was honestly one of the best experiences in my life thus far. Everyone from Robert to The Set NYC, KR Productions, Vocab Magazine and the models were so amazing and I hope I'll have the pleasure of working with them again in the future!
To see professional pictures from the event (and the Jeanie outfit!) check out the image gallery on The Set NYC's website. To watch the interview with KR Productions just click here :) Stay tuned for updates on this blog entry with more of my personal photos from the show!

My friend Miles

Its December 24th, 2010, Christmas Eve. Normally on this day I'd be wrapping presents for my son at the last minute and doing other Christmas activities, but this year I'm deep in thought and memory about my recently passed friend Miles. Today is Miles' birthday. Miles passed away a week before Thanksgiving on the morning of November 19th 2010. A few hours after his passing I got the phone call. I was getting ready to go out and apply for jobs when I got that phone call. Soon as I found out what happened I stopped everything I was doing and immediately called 3 of Miles and I's mutual close friends. They were in just as much shock as I was. Miles had been doing great this past year, he had a girlfriend and a new apartment. I brought my son to his father's house for the day and met up with the old crew that Miles and I used to hang out with all the time. The rest of the day was spent reminiscing about all our moments with Miles. It was a good way to sort of make sense as to what happened that morning, and a way that Miles would of wanted us to spend that day. Miles loved his friends more than anyone loves their friends. I truly believe that 100%. No one cares about their friends more than Miles did. 

I met Miles back when I was 16 years old during the winter, his favorite season. We had a lot of mutual friends. We became really close friends really fast through our identical sick sense of humor and common interests. He lived only 8 minutes away from me. One of our favorite past times was deciding to randomly take a drive down to NYC without having a specific destination or map. I can't even remember how many times we did that, but it was so much fun each time and always a great adventure. 99% of my memories of Miles are hilarious. He could make his friends laugh like no one else. When I think of him today I actually laugh way more than I cry because my memories of time spent with him are so hysterical. One Halloween he wore a giant parrot costume and did not break character the entire night. He was squawking like a parrot around the bar and pecking at random people. When my friends and I talk of Miles now, we are mostly laughing about all the funny moments and all the outlandish things Miles used to do just to entertain us.
I'm still numb to the core about Miles' death. Some of my friends and family still don't understand why I haven't "broke down" crying yet. Part of it is because I'm a Virgo, by nature I'm just not an emotional person, I appear detached. The other part is I just haven't accepted the fact that he's really gone. I've never cried at a funeral, ever. This past February my friend Pete passed away (RIP) and I didn't cry at his funeral. When I got the phone call about Miles, I cried for less than a minute then my mind just automatically composed itself and I stopped. Its like another part of my mind is in charge of my emotions, that part is a separate control panel in my brain, it decides for me when I'm going to cry and when I'm not going to. I want to just let it all out and have a good cry about my good friend Miles but my mind is physically blocking me from doing that. My mind let me cry, a little bit, for the first time at a funeral--Miles' funeral. I was shocked that I was able to cry even a tiny bit, that was a first for me. I'm definitely stone-cold poker face at funerals and when I'm around people who are crying heavy with emotion. I've been that way since I was a little kid. What bothers me is that I should be able to let out how sad and depressed I am about Miles being gone, but I can't yet. I know some day I will, it'll just all come out at once and like a typical Virgo, I'll be freaked the fuck out because I'm not used to feeling my feelings (I realize this blog is really personal but I need to write about this).
Miles was one of my closest friends I've ever had. He even got to know my family, which pretty much doesn't happen if your friends with me. That in itself was huge. I just felt in my heart that no matter where I brought Miles, who I introduced him to, they would love him, and they did. Everyone in my family who met him loved him and always asked about him when he wasn't there. My DAD even liked him and Travolta doesn't usually approve of my friends...lol. When he moved upstate near my Mom's house I would invite him over every time I was up there visiting her. He came to all my family events at my Mom's. I loved that even though Miles no longer lived 8 minutes away from me, he was now living near my Mom's house, a place I don't often go, so when I did go I looked forward to having Miles over. He was my only friend who would come to my Mom's house. Now when I go to my Mom's, its just a reminder of how I can't call Miles anymore to come over and chill. My son loved Miles too. Miles was always randomly buying my son toys and dropping them off whenever he was in the neighborhood. He was really good with kids. My son asks about him all the time now, he's only 4 but he sort of understands the concept of death and knows that he won't be seeing Miles on Earth again.
Miles was a rare friend. He never had an excuse as to why he couldn't talk on the phone or why he couldn't hang out. Never, ever an excuse out of Miles. The way he treated people was amazing. Always with open arms. He was the most giving, caring, trustworthy and helpful friend I've ever had. There's things Miles knows about me that he took to the grave (well, not literally, Miles was cremated). I genuinely trusted Miles and never felt paranoid that he'd betray my trust.  It deeply hurts me that I can no longer see or talk to Miles, I can no longer hang out with him or invite him to family parties, we can no longer participate in hysterical hilarity with our friends together. The last time I saw Miles was in September at my 23rd birthday party at my Mom's house. He came over with his girlfriend but they had to leave early. We all wanted them to stay longer and I regret not taking pictures with him that day. Fortunately I have one picture that my Mom took, his eyes are closed and he's in mid sentence in that picture, it makes me laugh. He was fussy because the food wasn't ready yet, classic Miles. We talked on the phone a few times and texted during his last weeks here. I was going to invite him over for my Mom's side of the family's belated Thanksgiving dinner. Instead, during that dinner, I brought over photo collages I made for his funeral and my family and I toasted to Miles before we ate. As dinner was ending, my Mom pointed out that the suns reflection through the front door was shining directly on a photo of me, Miles & our friend Joey--the sunlight was only on Miles in a perfect outline around him. Now I'm starting to get teary-eyed.

I have endless amounts of great memories with Miles. I could seriously go on forever. I think about these memories and feel like there aren't enough, like we were supposed to make more memories than that. There were way more good times to be had, holidays to be shared, moments to create. Every time I pass his name in my cell phone I want to call him. I want to hang out with him and go visit his Mom with him. 

Tonight I will have Christmas Eve dinner with my son at our Aunt's house and I will honor Miles. I'm wearing my Miles shirt my friend JK and I had custom-made in honor of Miles. We had a ton of them made for Miles' family and friends. Miles loved wearing custom clothes. He had a bunch of custom hats that he wore ever so proudly.                   Tonight I'll be thinking about all the Christmas's before this and how Miles would get so excited this time of year because it was his birthday AND Christmas. I'll think about the one Christmas Eve we spent with the crew at Joey's house and Miles wore red adult-sized pajamas with the feet while he opened his birthday presents--he had the look of a little boy on Christmas morning in his eyes. That's how I'll remember Miles.

RIP MILES 12/24/1982-11/19/2010 ALWAYS IN OUR HEARTS <3 

Mermaid hair

Mama Virgo finally got what she's always wanted! Long beautiful hair the length of a mermaids! (I always associate really long hair with mermaids). Thanks to Foxy Locks hair extensions I now have the hair I've always wanted without having to spend a fortune! Foxy Locks is a hair extensions company based in the United Kingdom. A few months ago, I began researching websites that sell real human hair clip-in extensions and when I came across the Foxy Locks website, I immediately knew I was going to become a customer! Foxy Locks is owned and run by a gorgeous UK blonde. Her website is pretty in itself and so professional, helpful, and her products are fairly priced. Foxy Locks offers 11 different shades to match any hair color. My 20 inch 120 grams extension set only cost $75 in American dollars. That's a steal for real human hair extensions--from what I know about extensions they usually run from $200-$300! My awesome Dad got me the extentions as an early Christmas present :) I was beyond happy when he said I could order it. I chose the chestnut brown extensions and they match my hair color perfectly! Now all I need to do is find a salon that specializes in blending your hair to match the extensions so my hair doesn't stick out at the ends too much.
I don't know about the rest of you ladies, but I am OBSESSED with my hair and have been since I was a little girl. Unforunately I have super fine baby hair that has zero volume and has never grown past my shoulders. The only time my hair has any body or natural waves is during the summer. Once the summer comes, my hair morphes into wavy beach hair effortlessly everyday. SOON as the fall/winter starts--bam--my beautiful beach hair is gone and I'm stuck with lifeless pin straight baby fine hair again. I didn't think extensions were an option for me because I thought, no matter where I went to get them, they'd be out of my budget. Once I found Foxy Locks, my hair, and my Dad's wallet, were saved. I'm IN LOVE with my new *real* hair. Its glorious to be able to feel what its like, everyday, to have super long hair that ends just above my ass ;) One would think it takes me more time to get ready each day now that my hair is much longer, but its actually the opposite. I just clip in my extensions, brush my hair and use a flat iron to blend my own hair into the extensions. Takes WAY less time than my old hair routine. I would literally stress the fuck out everyday about how my hair was going to look, how long it would take me to style it to get it the way I want, and then still not feel satisfied with the end results of my shitty hair styling skills. Being that I'm a Virgo, I'm a perfectionist and will NOT stop until whatever it is I'm doing is perfect, so my old hair routine took forever. Another bonus to having these extensions is that they only need to be washed every 4 weeks and you can treat them the same way you treat your own hair (I treat my extensions better, basically like gold, I want them to be in tip-top condition!). Mama Virgo is one satisfied customer :) 


Isn't it cool how there's a ghost orb next to me in that picture? ;) love it.

To wear or not to wear?

I look odd as hell in this picture, and this outfit. I often have a difficult time choosing what clothes to buy when I'm shopping because I'm extremely indecisive and get bored of things very quickly. Hence why I made an account on ReHash. I picked up this faux-fur vest from Joyce Leslie a few days ago and was iffy about it soon as I saw it on the rack. I loved it-but hated it. I knew why others would love it, or hate it--yet I still bought it. I do this a lot. I love the pattern, pockets, and the way it feels but I hate the length and how bulky it is on the bottom half. I've been wearing it all day to see if I could love it or not. This fur trend is big right now, and I'm praying that people are buying FAUX-FUR and not REAL FUR because that's MURDER and NEVER OK. Yes I'm hardcore anti-fur and will hardcore dislike you if you wear real fur.
Anyway, its really warm, but won't mesh well with my bi-polar wardrobe...does anything mesh well with a bi-polar wardrobe? Nope. I have serious fashion dilemmas. Luckily, I kept the tag on this one, and a few other items. I'll be returning it within the week and hopefully exchange it for something that goes with everything; one of my biggest fashion challenges.

Saturday Night Fever

I wrote this blog last night soon as I got home from the city.

It’s 3:00AM, now Sunday, December 12^th, 2010. It was Saturday, December 11^th, 2010 just a few hours ago when I was at Bar13 in NYC. I went out to meet a complete stranger, Aponi, to help kick off a party she planned at Bar13. Baby Virgo met us there as well. I saw Aponi’s ad on Craigs List a few weeks ago about her needing fellow females to come partake in her NYC party events. I like making new friendships off of random interests, especially with females because it’s tough to meet a female that you can actually have a good time with and share common interests with. Most of my friends are guys because I just vibe with the male gender better…seeing as I’m a tomboy at heart—but when I meet girls I can vibe with, its always refreshing. Aponi is real, awesome, hustler type chick. I felt her vibe strongly and knew that she was serious about what she’s currently working on. There aren’t too many people in this world that are serious anymore. They’re 99% all talk and no action. They don’t follow through with what they dictate to you. I look forward to future events with Aponi and helping her business. I have serious goals too and it makes me feel better as a person to know that there are young woman out there who are just as serious as I am.

So fast forward a few hours later at Bar13, my boys who always are easily distracted and unorganized, tell me they can’t make it at the last minute. No surprise there, that’s how most people are, I’m used to it (not to sound like a Debbie downer). No sweat off my back, it just gave me more time with my Baby Virgo and Aponi. Baby Virgo and I haven’t seen each other in weeks due to the fact we live an hour away from one another L We were going through serious Virgo withdrawals so this time was crucial. We discussed our usual Virgo issues…and how in-sync our minds, needs, and personalities are. I held Baby Virgo in my arms a few times and just let our Virgo Vibes spiritually connect (dead serious). The bar tender picked up on our little Virgo-fest and gave us free shots and told us he liked our whole look/vibe. I love when outsiders pick up on that; and when my soul instantly connects with theirs. During this whole Virgo hugging moment, I was waiting for my DAD to come by to give me a ride home! (Yeah, as you may or may not have noticed, I have zero love life, so it’s Dad to the rescue as my lift home on a Saturday night). I nicknamed my Dad, “Travolta” back when I was a teenager because my friends and I all thought he looked just like him when they were both in their prime (plus my Dad’s alter ego is a disco loving ladies man—hello Saturday Night Fever).

My Dad works in NYC late nights, so he was in the area and I didn’t feel like taking the last train home alone like I usually do (groan). 
This is the first time I’ve ever asked him for a ride home from the city after a late night out with my friends. Needless to say I was slightly apprehensive because, without saying too much, my Dad and I have a distant relationship yet I love him to death and respect him as a person. He’s a very nostalgic individual. So, he picks me up, first thing he says with his Bronx accent is (and this is CLASSIC Travolta material FYI), “These city kids are all morons! The kids in this neighborhood, all spoiled rich college kids! Their parents pay for everything and they end up like morons! I’m tryina drive down the street and one of those morons walks out in front of my car like its no big deal in the pouring rain! Arrogant, snotty, rich city kids!” HILARIOUS! I absolutely LOVE my Dad’s commentary on just about everything, especially moronic spoiled youth because he’s 100% right. My Dad was born and raised in the Bronx, lower-middle class blue-collar Italian, so he has no tolerance for kids like that and I don’t blame him one bit. Anyway, the ride home was a nostalgic one as usual. Every street we passed my Dad had a great story about. He told me in detail what NYC looked like during the 1960’s and 1970’s. He described Thompson Square Park, the Lower East Side and The Bowery—all the Hippie protests that went on in those areas. He told me about how his Mother’s family immigrated to the Lower East Side (Little Italy) from Sicily, and then shortly afterwards moved to the Bronx. He then described how the pimps of that generation pimped out their Cadillac’s and what their pimp suits looked like. He laughed about how ridiculous their hats and suits looked; and how you’ll never see a scene like that again. My Dad’s stories of his past experiences are constant reminders of how I feel about my generation. My generation isn’t great, interesting, exciting, good, or raw—it lacks substance and character (it lacks a lot more than that but I won’t rattle on).

I strongly feel that I’m an old soul and was born in the wrong generation. This further adds to my confusion (and depression) as to why I was born in this generation of low-life’s who have no authenticity or genuine personalities. Anyway, moral of the story (blog entry) is: my Dad may be a tough guy and not so easy to get along with, but he’s as real as they come and more of a man than any of the men today. Respect your Dad, you only get one. I cherish the moments with him. He always has my back no matter how much I piss him off, and that means the world to me.

What has Mama Virgo been up to?

Its obvious to me that the majority of my friends and family have no clue as to what it is I do on a daily basis as a single mother and semi-unemployed citizen. Maybe its because they don't care to ask, they're genuinely not interested, or they're just content with assuming I'm lazy and content with being unemployed living under my Dad's roof. Whatever their reasons may be for being oblivious to Mama Virgo's life, I'd like to believe that maybe they do want to know what I've been up to and don't assume negative things about me. This blog entry will set the record straight on your silent curiosity.
During this past summer I worked at 3 different nightclubs in NYC. It was a lot of fun, I met some real characters and made a new best friend (Baby Virgo). I also learned how to navigate the subways and streets of NYC; something I was previously unknowledgeable about because I always relied on my friends to guide me (definitely NOT the best way to learn for me, I need to learn things on my own to really memorize information). I felt free and happy for the first time in a long time because: A) it was summer B) change of scenery C) had steady income D) it was such an adventurous time! My son also started swimming lessons for the first time and we spent almost everyday at our town pool perfecting his swimming skills which was oh so cute and so much fun! *Proud Virgo Mama* Of course we also we to the beach as much as my wallet would allow because we are beach-fiends and nature lovers.
Once the summer came to an end I was no longer able to work in the city because my son was starting his first year of pre-school and I wanted to put all my time and energy in preparing him for that. I also couldn't work late nights since my son and I would be getting up early for our first time in...ever (lol, we are night owls and the furthest thing from morning-people). Having my son go to school 4 days a week was a huge change for the both of us. For the first 4 years of his life I've been a stay-at-home mom and have spent almost every waking moment with my son (he spent time with his father as well). I LOVE being a stay-at-home mom because I got to witness all his first important milestones and give him the best care possible that no daycare center could ever measure up to. I truly believe staying home with your baby during his or her first years of life is one of the greatest things you could ever do for your child. My mother did the same thing with my 2 sisters and I.
Settling into our new routine of waking up early and adjusting to our new schedule was difficult yet exciting. We needed that because structure is vital and so is school (duh). My son being in school gave me the opportunity to finally have some time to myself during the day and start focusing on what I want to do in my life now that I've fulfilled my motherly duties of caring for my young son during his early years at home and completing my associates degree in human services management. At first, I definitely caught up on all the sleep I lost during the first few years of being a young single mother. Rest that was very needed and much deserved! Then I re-organized my entire house which is a lot of work for those of you who aren't familiar with the task of being a domesticated woman (proud of that too!).
Then came my daily task of applying for "real" jobs. I drop my son off a school, come home, get on my computer, and search the internet for job, after job, after job, after job. I e-mail out endless amounts of applications every single day. Ideally I'd like a job working at a spa, hotel, or non-profit organization. I also search and apply for modeling jobs in NYC, which is one of the most difficult industries to land a career in. I've been working on my own website to showcase my portfolio and modeling work I've done. And last but not least, I keep up with promoting clubs I go to in NYC during my mom time-off (aka when my son goes to his dad's for the weekend).
So there you have it for all of those who have been silently wondering or wrongly assuming. Mama Virgo has been bustin her butt to get a day-job, modeling jobs, nightclub jobs and perfecting my website--all while taking care of my son and making sure he gets all his homework done! Happy baby Gemini=Happy Mama Virgo :)

'Tis the season to give...what you already have

Pretty much everyday of my life I come across items in my house that I never use, have no idea why I own them, or why I have so much of these items. Actually--the majority of these large quantities of unused items are not mine to begin with. They're either my son's, my dad's or left over crap from when the rest of my family abruptly left without warning and forgot to take their belongings. That being said, I have too much of everything in my house! As a Virgo, this drives me insane and bothers me on a daily basis (yes, this seems extreme to those of you who aren't neat freaks or Virgo's). I'm a minimalist, I don't need much when it comes to material items, and I like simple clean spaces. My parents and siblings did not help when it comes to my Virgo needs, but who can blame them? We can't all be Virgo's ;)
My parents over-buy constantly!!! Food, appliances, clothes, you name it they over-buy it (my mom's favorite item to over-buy: socks). Their bad over-buying habits didn't rub off on me though. They've been divorced going on 5 years now but the reminents of their poor buying habits still remain in this house! For example, my Dad has purchased a total of 6 coffee pots (2 of which are the exact same model) within the last 6 months. He just bought the 6th one 3 days ago--days after a family friend gave us ANOTHER coffee pot! He finds this funny. I find it a mess of unnecessary crap. We don't even make coffee! I donated one to GoodWill today because that's all he would let me take from his weird ass coffee pot collection. I see this trend of over-buying in many households and it scares me as a Virgo. Why do you need so much stuff? Are you preparing for a nuclear war? Do you actually believe deep down inside you'll use these items? I'll never understand.
I've been collecting all these unused items in one room for years now, just letting it all pile up, and since Christmas is right around the corner, it dawned on me last week that I should just use all this stuff as gifts for friends and family. I love to give, and clean, so this idea kills two birds with one stone...everything that I'm not giving as a gift has already gone to GoodWill. I've made 2 trips there within the last week and a half--and I'm still not done. I already have tons of stuff to give to my other young-parent's-with-kids-friends because my son goes through toys and clothes like my dad goes through coffee pots. Re-gifting gently used items from your house, and even food you've never eaten or opened (yes I'm re-gifting food!), is obviously eco-friendly, and also allows you to re-evaluate your own house. what you really need vs. what you'll never use. Every year I get gifts that I can't stand/are totally not my style. How do I know I'm not giving someone else that same burden when I buy them a gift? This year, when I give you something, fortunately for me it won't be a waste of my money, and hopefully for you, you'll actually like it. If not, bring it to your local GoodWill or Salvation Army!


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Intro to Mama Virgo & her blog

 I'm Mama Virgo--a Virgo 5--my birthday is September 14th. I came up with the nickname Mama Virgo a few months ago after a strong friendship started with another Virgo 5 I met this past summer. She has the same birthday as I do but she's 3 years younger, so I call her my Baby Virgo (keep an eye out for my Baby Virgo in future events & blogs!) The name Mama Virgo has stuck since then. 
I'm a 23 year old single mother of one beautiful 4 year old boy (Gemini)! I'm an aspiring model, writer, eco-friendly, astrology-obsessed, writer, and college graduate. I'm also part of nightlife events in NYC. I'm in the process of making my own website and thought creating a blog would be a nice addition to that. I hope this blog helps to inspire, inform, and promote all things Virgo-approved.

Follow me through this blog describing my everyday issues with improving my life, events, mom-related topics, eco-related topics, fashion, nightlife events, my ever so difficult modeling career, and topics I feel strongly about (IE: woman's rights, depression, young single mom's/teen mom's). I'll also be writing reviews on just about everything because its in my Virgo nature to analyze and critique whatever comes my way.

I would love to hear input from my soon-to-be fellow readers:)