Dear 2012.

Dear 2012,

I love you.

2012 was filled with fashion, music, travel, art, and tons of fun. Art museums, restaurants, and dope cities galore like Miami, Va Beach, Chicago, Atlanta, and Philly. I pursued my love for fashion and styling by starting this blog. I went to SXSW with my sister Jai, which was THEE shit. And while there saw the most trill TDE show in existence  I kid you not. Went to a random ass Illmore mansion party that popped with all types of performances. Try going to the restroom and coming back to A$AP Rocky roaming through the crowd, and right past me, performing something like Pesos or Purple Swag. Juicy-J's black ass performing "Slob on my Knob" live with the most bass possible. It's the East St. Louis in me that keeps that love for 3-6 Mafia strong. And let's not forget not even RSVPing to the Red Bull tent, but ending up with VIP and backstage access with the homies. Random shit rules my life.

I had most of my adventures with my boyfriend Amanze. Always down for a good time and is always looking out for me. At Made in America, he fought through a crowd of thousands and back just to get me some water. Real ass dude. And he's probably the smartest, most compassionate person I know. Because of 2012, I have an even better appreciation for life and the people that are important to me.

It was a year of growth.  A year of learning and understanding. Finding out what motivates me and adopting new goals in life. I realized in 2012, that I want it all. Oh, and I am determined to have it.

2012 was a good ass year and life is only going to get better from here.

Cheers.