Hamptons Baby! Part 2

 

Cocaine Princess here.

I texted Pretty Lady a picture of my luggage, my Tumi grey aluminium one. As I mentioned in my previous post about it being such a short and quick flight, I should also mention it was kind of weird too. Weird feeling that is. Yes, of course I was excited to be finally be able to travel but as we were landing and as I looked out the window there were no palm trees, no bright blue sky and certainly no beaches. Instead all I saw was drizzly weather, cloudy skies and a lot of concrete. The walk to get to the luggage carousel was an extremely loooong one and I was feeling hotter than ever. I was wearing leather shorts, fishnets, a cozy but bulky sweater, my mask, my Max Mara Teddy Coat, ankle boots and instead of a suitcase carry-on, for reasons I still don't understand I decided to take my carry-on bag which weighed a ton. I had lost the matching shoulder strap so I had to hold the damn thing in my hands and to make matters worse, I had to pee so badly. After walking what seemed to be at least 5km and going up and then down a set of electric stairs, I saw signs for the restroom! Hallelujah! Thankfully there was no line up inside!! 

Pretty Lady texted me she had my luggage to one side and informed me what carousel number she and the Rocker were at. As I was going down yet another set of electric stairs I could see Pretty Lady. The Rocker was leaning against the wall and in full cognito-- a page boy style hat, sunglasses and a scarf wrapped around his face that he was using as a mask. I called Pretty Lady by her name but she didn't see me until The Rocker called out her name while pointing at me. I dropped my bag and she ran towards me with open arms. Her hugs are the best! She held on to me tight and whispered how happy she was to see me. Pretty Lady and I are always in contact with each other- we message back and forth so much that our messages if combined were to be put into a book, it probably would have as many pages as the Lord of The Rings series. There was a little trouble between Pretty Lady and her boyfriend. From what she had told me he's extremely needy, insecure and is pushing for marriage. She had doubts about their relationship, whether or not The Rocker was in love with her or the idea of being in love and having a family. As we hugged she called him over where we were formally introduced in person. Back in the summer I was introduced to him over Face-Time. I was at a restaurant waiting to have dinner with her. On the drive to the restaurant she had been face-timing him and while still on the phone with him, she sat down and handed me the phone where we met. It was on that particular day he had invited me to his birthday party. Before heading into the car (The Rocker a few days ago had purchased a new Range Ranger) we popped into one of the duty free convenience stores where Pretty Lady grabbed me a Diet Coke and two waters, one for her and The Rocker. This bothered me a little bit-- not her buying the Diet Coke because I was dying of thirst from how hot I was but the fact she kept asking him, what he needed and whether or not he was thirsty or hungry. Not once did I hear him ask what she wanted or even say thank you.  

As we took the elevator and headed towards the car (I was finally able to remove my stupid mask! Pretty Lady & I were walking with our arms interlocked (while he was a few feet ahead) when she asked what I thought about him? It was kind of a difficult question seeing how I just met him and also I didn't know what she meant. Was she referring to his looks? Personality? Look wise he looked like a Rocker. Personality? I didn't know him well enough yet to form an opinion so I replied, "he's cute!"

On the ride to the Hamptons, (a little over 2 hours) music played all the way. The Rocker of course loved his rock music but I thought it was interesting playing on his radio was "Come Undone" by Duran Duran. One of my favorite songs ever, which I had mentioned and then of course he turned it up! We talked about music and Madonna and how I loved her album True Blue the best and the next thing I know Open Your Heart began to play, he loves the intro the best. Other songs that followed-- Live To Tell, White Heat and then a lot of Rolling Stones music. I couldn't get over the fact "Come Undone" was playing. You see there are certain songs that trigger a deep emotional response and for those reasons I will avoid listening to them, regardless of how much I love the song. So hearing that song of course triggered me but I also took it as a sign. A good sign, after-all my bestie and her Rocker boyfriend were going to be setting me up with someone.....

XOXOXO,

Cocaine Princess

Christmas 2021

 Cocaine Princess here.

Where did the time go? It feels like one big blur this past year. Not only I am double vaxxed but recently got my booster, so one would think things would be normal up here, right? Nope. Honestly sometimes I think the people of Ontario are part of some type of psychological experiment and the government is seeing how far they can push us. More restrictions have been put in place up here even for the ones that are fully vaccinated. I feel we (the fully vaxxed) did our part, we did everything our government wanted us to do but they're still not satisfied. I know this isn't right and the last thing I would want is a split society but I honestly believe if there should be any restrictions, place them on the un-vaccinated ones. As I said, we the vaccinated ones have done our part. Just leave us alone, let us live our lives. Just as things were starting to get normal, Omnicron makes an appearance. I have two trips planned in the early New Year and one of them involves eating tacos and drinking margaritas on the beach. So far travel plans are still a go and fingers-crossed Omnicron doesn't f*ck things up.

Christmas Eve tradition at my place is a little different, there's no turkey dinner or even ham for that matter. It's pineapple-jalapeno pizza while watching Scarface-- because nothing says Christmas like pizza and a Cuban mafioso! 

To all my loyal reader(s) MERRY CHRISTMAS!!  Ho, Ho, Ho!!

XOXOXO,

Cocaine Princess

Hamptons Baby!!

 Cocaine Princess here.

Oh wow! I can't believe its almost a month since I posted anything-- mental note to not let that happen again!

Last month after 21 months I FINALLY boarded a plane!! On November 8th the non-essential travel ban was lifted and FINALLY the US-Canada border re-opened to non-essential travel. Unfortunately what they didn't lift was the required testing. For those of you who haven't been keeping up with what's happening in the Great White North, in particular to the province of Ontario allow me to fill you in. Our entire government is not only run by idiots by for some reason they're allowing the medical officers to dictate what can and can't happen, for example vaccine passports exist up here and must be shown in order to dine in a restaurant, go the movies, the gym, sporting venues, attend university and if you want to travel. I am double vaxxed and yet they government still insists that one needs to take a PCR test upon boarding a flight and another one for when you return. Since I was heading to the USA I needed to take my test 72 hours prior to boarding. (The rules have since changed, now it's 24 hours) I was leaving on a Friday and took my test on the Wednesday. It isn't the most comfortable test, and as the nurse at the travel clinic in the hazmat explained, "you're going to feel like you've swallowed chlorine."  My negative test was emailed to me within a few hours which I then uploaded to Air Canada. Air Canada then emailed me back approving my documents. Exhausting right? And the flight to NY is only 1hr and 30mins and I'd have to repeat this process on my return! 

Complaints aside, I was so happy being able to step on a plane and leaving the country even if it was for a few days, and although I would have preferred packing for a warm tropical climate, this time I was packing for a cold climate-- The Hamptons!! Ahh yes, where the rich vacation. My reason for going? My best friend, I'll call her Pretty Lady, her boyfriend lives in The Hamptons and both had invited me back in the summer for his 60th birthday. Pretty Lady's boyfriend, I'll call him The Rocker, he was kind enough to send me a ticket. My flight was scheduled to depart at 11:30am. Usually I prefer the first flight out which would have been 8:30am but that would have meant Pretty Lady and her boyfriend would have had to get up before the crack of dawn, LaGuardia to the Hamptons is about a 2.5hr drive. 

The airport here was quite busy and thankfully because I have Global Entry/Nexus I didn't have to wait hours in the customs line.  Pretty Lady and I kept in contact thru texting. At duty-free I picked up J'adore by Dior and she had wanted me to pick up her Chanel foundation which I did after eating a nice and hearty breakfast. It was so weird I thought, in order to fly out of Canada from Pearson an individual must not only be fully vaccinated but they must provide a negative test as I previously explained, in saying that travellers still had to show their vaccination papers in order to sit down at any of the restaurants inside the airport. Common sense should tell them that in order for these travellers to fly out they need to be vaccinated so why would restaurants still need to see ones vaccination papers? To me and a lot of other travellers that didn't make sense. I was hungry and craving eggs so I showed my papers, wrote down my name and phone number (contact tracing info) and sat down. It was nice, very nice hearing and seeing so many happy travellers laughing, eating and having such a good time. Even waiting in the lounge, all the little kids zipping around with their carry-ons, some with their noses pressed against the windows watching the planes. I had checked in one piece, my silver Tumi. My other suitcase which I called my Minion on account of its color, Pretty Lady had borrowed it, which is why I had to also take a carry-on. Ugh, its so painful packing for a winter trip, bulky sweaters, coats, boots etc.

 

My flight took off on time and although it was only 1.30mins, the last 20 minutes or so was awful. The pilot warned us about turbulence and oh boy he wasn't kidding!! I jokingly thought to myself, "I survived Covid only to go down in a plane crash-- my first trip in almost 2 years! Lol) All was good, we landed safely and as soon as I did and I was able to get cell reception, there was a message from Pretty Lady that she and her Rocker boyfriend were waiting for me by the luggage carousel. 

To Be Continued....

XOXOXO,

Cocaine Princess

Halloween 2021: The Great Pumpkin Arrives

Cocaine Princess here.

Halloween 2021 aka as the day The Great Pumpkin arrives!! Last year due to stupid Covid all celebrations were cancelled. (We still decided to leave a bucket full of chocolates and snack sized Doritos) I'm glad this year it wasn't. 

I love everything about this day, even as an adult it's still fun to get dressed up and pass out candies, and I always hand out the full size bars. 

My lovelies, I hope everyone has a devilish time tonight. 

Stay faboo-lous!! 

XOXOXO,

Cocaine Princess

January 14th Part 3

 

Cocaine Princess here.

Regardless of how your heart gets broken one thing that's certain is the pain is unbearable. I had felt pain before when my mom had died but not like this. I think the difference was with my mom, although I had hope and remained positive there was that what if she doesn't make it thought? And no matter how many times I tried blocking that thought, it would slowly creep back in. I suppose a part of me was prepared for her death but that didn't make her dying any easier.  However with the breakup I was totally blindsided. I know what you're probably thinking "how could she have not known?" "There must have been warning signs" I can honestly say no to both those questions. And no I wasn't clueless or oblivious and there were no signs either.

I remember my heart being in a constant ache, like someone was physically crushing it all hours of the day, my body ached in places I never knew existed. I don't think there are any words or adjectives in any language that can put into words the pain I felt. At the same time thoughts of my mom, her illness, her death all came flooding back to me. My good friend explained to me it was because a breakup is like death. You grieve, you mourn and as hard as it was for me to do, I did. I had to, I had no choice. I had to allow myself to grieve and feel whatever it was I needed otherwise I would have never been able to heal. 

I had taken a day off at work one day after the breakup and just cried and  I remember wanting to wake up from the nightmare. When I returned to work the next day one of my co-workers (I will refer to her a J) just looked at me and I started to cry and she held me in her arms. My other co-worker (I will refer to her as X) who is more or less my partner in crime gave me a candle and a piece of paper about karma.  I lost count how many times I had to excuse myself to the back and just needed to cry because of the pain, and thank God for my work family who were there  supporting and comforting me in anyway they could. 

My male friend was (and still is) extremely comforting & helpful in my healing. Not to say that my female friends weren't helpful because they were but as strange as this might be, the words that my male friend offered to me were far more comforting because his words were gentle. There weren't any words that started with"F" (I of course understand their anger) and when he spoke to me he  spoke with compassion. My friend had gone through heartbreak before too. I cried at a few of the messages he had sent me because he knew exactly what I was going through and it hurt me that someone had hurt him just as it hurt him that someone had hurt me.  

I'm good with calendar dates and have a good memory so when September arrived I knew it was his birthday month, 5 days after my mom's and then 20 days later would be the dreaded anniversary of him breaking up with him.  The final two hurdles I had to get through. I'm still not sure what hurts the most, the way he broke up with me or the fact that he remained so silent. There wasn't even a simple "hey how are you? I hope you are doing okay?" After the breakup I had sent him an email pouring my heart out to him. There was no response. No Christmas greeting, no New Year's message, nothing. Not til mid January when we had entered lockdown 2 and he had inquired about how he would be sending some of my things that were in his closet back to me. A few weeks later my birthday took place. Was there even a birthday greeting? Nope. I spent 4 years of my life with this man and his silence was like a knife in the heart. It was silent torture as my good friend called it.

October 20th was 5 days ago, a few days earlier I was out with my bestie having dinner when she had brought up the subject of him and I just started to cry. She came over to where I was sitting and gave me the most loving and supportive hug and said I deserve better and there is someone out there for me. ( I will be talking more about my bestie in the next few posts) I needed that cry because knowing the date was approaching I needed to let that last pain out. If I compare myself to where I was a year ago, I'm in a much happier place. Do I still hurt? Yes, but I've learned to deal with it. The funny thing about grief is how it can just shows up without any warning. At a red light, while applying my makeup, while in the shower it will just hit me like a lightning bolt the way he broke up with me. At a year ago I would have started crying but now I'm able to just, well not brush it off (because it does still hurt and I do still love him. Love isn't a switch that you can easily turn on & then off) but I'm able to deal with the pain. I don't allow myself to live in pain anymore.

XOXOXO,

Cocaine Princess 

January 14th Part 2

 Cocaine Princess here.

We communicated everyday talking about everything under the sun. The emotional connection was there all that was left was the physical connection....

Five months later after he first messaged me, on June 14th I flew down to the sunshine state to meet him. I remember the night before I could barely sleep. I had never been so excited about anything! I had taken the day off so I could get my hair done, a mani/pedi and then I was hoping to relax the rest of the day but instead I began repacking my suitcase. I wanted to make sure I was packing the most perfect pieces and of course the cutest bikinis. I had an early morning flight. (I always book the first flight out and the last flight out when I'm returning) Thankfully it was only a 3hr flight, I remember how I couldn't stop smiling through-out the flight. I wasn't at all nervous, if anything I was bursting at the seams. I had checked in 2 suitcases so when I landed at MIA I had to wait by the baggage carousel. Blue Eyes was nowhere to be seen. I had texted him my flight info and was hoping when I had arrived he would be there waiting for me. As luck would have it my phone was dying. I looked around and found a charger outlet. As I plugged it in and started to call, there he appeared walking towards me. I literally ripped the plug out from the socket and in my heels ran towards him. I remember how tightly he held me while we kissed. It felt like the world had stopped and we were the only ones around. After my baggage finally made an appearance we got into the car (I remember how Blue Eyes couldn't remember what parking area he had left his car, after 10 minutes or so he located it) and left the airport. He steered with one hand while his other hand was on my knee. Blue Eyes had made reservations at this cute little breakfast place where we shared a stack of Captain Crunch Pancakes, our first official date. Because I hadn't slept, I had been awake at least 24 hours at that point and could hardly keep my eyes open so along with my pancakes I was loading up on Diet Coke. It was like we had known each other forever, it was so easy talking, the conversations were so smooth. There was no moments of silence and certainly no feelings of any type of awkwardness whatsoever. 

After breakie, we drove to the his Publix. One of things we had talked about was grocery shopping, he had mentioned a few weeks earlier we would go so the fridge and cupboard would be stocked with my favorite things. After that conversation I began to imagine how I would be pushing the grocery cart while his hand would be caressing my backside, and that's exactly what happened. One of the things I wanted so badly was a box of Cookie Crisp cereal-- something that is not sold where I live! Other items I picked up were salty snacks, some chocolates, yogurt, fruits and Diet Coke. After loading up on groceries we drove around a bit where he showed me the fancy neighborhood he grew up in, to the high school he attended. 

We finally pulled into the driveway of his house where the first thing I saw upon entering was his cat. I'm deathly afraid of cats and dogs. I had tried mentally preparing for months that there would be furry animal in the house and although from what Blue Eyes had told me, cats pretty much mind their own business. Not this cat. She followed me around relentlessly and when she wasn't doing that, she would just stare at me. Blue Eyes rolled my luggage into the bedroom where all I wanted to do was to lye down. Remember, I hadn't had any sleep! I literally crawled onto the bed. Blue Eyes laid down beside me. I remember letting out a huge sigh, not a depressing one but a happy one. I was at peace, everything felt right and with his arms wrapped around me and our bodies so close together we kissed....without going into further detail I can definitely say the physical connection was there. 

Later that evening we cuddled on the couch and watched an episode of Miami Vice- Whatever Works.

Btw, the next morning he brought me breakie in bed-- Cookie Crisp cereal!! 

I stayed a little under a month. We spent a full weekend in Key West. I even attended a fundraiser where I met his lovely sister, husband and their two kids. The day before I left I was in tears, the uncontrolable kind. To the this day I remember Blue Eyes wiping away my tears and that I would be back in no time. 

I can't speak for everyone but a breaking up is a pain similar to death, the loss of a loved one dying. That grief that emotionally cripples you. I'm not sure if any of my loyal followers can relate but it honestly felt like someone was gripping my heart. It hurt so much that I didn't even want to get out of bed. I hadn't been in this much pain since my mom had passed away from cancer. I never thought I would recover until a friend reached out to me.

XOXOXO

Cocaine Princess

101F

 Cocaine Princess here.

I wrote in one of my entries awhile back how much I love to write. I love writing even more than fashion, as hard as that is to believe.  I know I need to continue with writing the next segment of the last post but its been a little hard putting my feelings into words. I must have edited and deleted the draft at least 20x. It'll be posted shortly.

In the meantime I'm happy to say the Cocaine Princess is fully vaccinated-- finally life can start going back to normal! It's been a mess for us up here, since March 2020 we had 3 lockdowns, 2 stay at a home order and our idiot Premier almost put our province into a police state. Thankfully every police division refused to comply on account of it going against our constitution. The handling of the pandemic and the vaccine rollout has been one big cluster-f*ck. I won't get into because honestly it just makes my blood boil about how stupid our government has been.  Anyways, the light at the end of the tunnel is finally glowing. The economy has started to open up. I'm hoping by September that all restrictions will be lifted. 

Getting back to the vaccine- I received my first dose on April 21st. Because I didn't live in a hotspot and wasn't an essential worker or a person at risk, I couldn't get Pfizer, I really wanted that one. I got stuck with Astrazeneca. It got to the point where Pfizer was and still is the preferred shot. I compare these vaccines to almost like a designer bag. With Pfizer being the Chanel bag of vaccines whereas Astrazeneca is the Michael Kors of vaccines. 

The government launched a massive vaccine campaign and lowered the ages.  As I stated, I got AZ. After thousands upon thousands of people received their AZ jab, a statement was released by Health Canada where they said AZ would no longer be administrated due to the side effects.  Upon hearing that I felt like damaged goods. This did not go over well with the general population. Within 24 hours of releasing their statement, Health Canada released another statement where this time they said "Everything is fine. Those who received AZ have nothing to worry about. Truth be told I didn't even want the vaccine nor did I believe anything the government was saying. Long story short, the data wasn't supporting the science and lockdowns were proven to be in-effective but yet our government insisted lockdowns were needed. The only reason I got the jab is because I knew if I wanted to travel I would have to be vaccinated.  7 hours after my vaccine my body began to ache, I had the chills and my temperature hit 101F. By the grace of God thankfully it only lasted 12hours.  Right after I received my shot I was told my next appointment would be at the 12 week mark, August. 

Two weeks ago Health Canada made another announcement that the 12 week mark was no longer necessary, 8 weeks was okay and because AZ was no longer available Pfzier or Moderna would be given out, which of course raised an interesting question- is mixing doses okay? According to Health Canada, yes. Seeing how they keep flip-flopping on things I'm sure next week they will release another statement where they will say mixing doses wasn't a good idea and those who got a different vaccine will explode within six months. And you wonder why the majority of Ontarians (including myself) have lost faith in not just our government but Health Canada too.

Yesterday I went for my 2nd jab, I asked the lovely nurse what her thoughts were about mixing vaccines. She just shrugged her shoulders and replied, "Health Canada is saying its okay, so you should be fine." Her answer didn't inspire a lot of confidence in me. Honestly I don't think any health professional has a clue as to what they are doing anymore. 

As of yesterday at 11:07am  I am now fully vaccinated! It's been 24hours since my jab and other than feeling tired with an extremely sore arm, I'm thankfully for not having any of the symptoms I experienced with AZ.  

Counting the days til I'm able to travel again. 

XOXOXO,

Cocaine Princess

January 14th

Cocaine Princess here.

It's been 8 months since the breakup. I won't go into the in-depth details of what happened other than how emotionally and physically painful its been. If you remember years ago I was involved with Senor Bling (SB) My break-up with him was much different than this one. SB & I had known each other for years, we attended the same functions and ran in the same circles. We got together shortly after my mom's passing. Despite his reputation of being a bit of a player I stayed in a relationship with him...until I caught him cheating on me. I of course was deeply hurt (who likes to be cheated on!) but it was a different kind of hurt. When it happened I can't say I was shocked on account of his reputation. Truth be told I realized afterwards I was only with him because I was still grieving my mom's death. The wounds were still fresh and my head was still in a fog. There would be no way I would have even started a relationship with him otherwise.  My break-up with, lets call him "Blue Eyes" was different. Different because I was totally blindsided. 

A week before the breakup Blue Eyes had mentioned how frustrated he had become because we hadn't seen each other for 8 months. It was nobody's fault, Covid kept us apart and the border was closed and non-essential travel wasn't permitted.  The time that I did spend with him, he mentioned it was more of a vacation romance than an actual relationship. He mentioned that he felt we were drifting apart and the connection that was once there, wasn't. I didn't see it that way nor did I feel any of those things. He did though. God knows I did and tried everything I could to relocate there. With every fibre of my being I tried to be there with him on a full time basis so we could wake up together each and every morning and go to bed together each and every night. I tried moving heaven and earth to be with him. 

We had been dating for 4 years. We met on social media. He DM'ed me on Jan 14/16 and the rest they say is history. Right away there was this instant emotional connection with him. In my heart of hearts it felt like I'd known him for years. There was such a sense of familiarity. It was one of those things where I could almost feel him and each time I did there would be a message from him within minutes. We first DM'ed each other for a few weeks, then we exchanged phone numbers and began texting and then came the phone call. It was Feb 7/16 aka Superbowl Sunday!! It was Superbowl 50 and Denver defeated Carolina 24-10. I was still at work and had the closing shift.  Blue Eyes was at a bar watching the game. We had been texting each other throughout the day. At that point we already had been texting Good Morning, Good Night and texting throughout the day including when we left for work, when we came home and what we had for lunch and what we were planning to eat for dinner.  I remember my heart fluttering at the sound of his voice....

We communicated everyday talking about everything under the sun. The emotional connection was there all that was left was the physical connection....

XOXO,                                                                                                         

Cocaine Princess

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Where Do I Begin?

Cocaine Princess here.

It's been a roller coaster these past 15 months. I honestly don't know where to begin, thinking about it just hurts my head. So much has happened, falling in love, travelling, working and trying to heal. Trying to heal is a hard thing to do during 3 lockdowns (no that isn't a typo) & 2 stay-at-home-orders. We are currently on our 3rd lockdown and I pray it's our last one in this lifetime. Our government's handling of the pandemic has been one big cluster-fuck: from the vaccine roll-outs, to their attempts at trying to put us under a police state to the un-necessary lockdowns. Lockdowns clearly don't work, at least up here they don't. I do think things are starting to improve since the majority of the population has received their first dose, including myself. I was jabbed in April. Of course I wanted the Pfizer vaccine but unforunately I didn't have a choice. That particular vaccine was reserved to the elderly and those living in the hotspots. I got stuck with AzstraZeneca. That same dreaded vaccine that people didn't want to take on account of people dying from blood-clots. What the media failed to mention was those people who died from the blood clots had underlying conditions. I won't lie, I was disappointed I couldn't get Pfizer. In the world of fashion the Pfizer vaccine is like owning a luxury Bulgari or Chanel handbag whereas AZ is like owning a Michael Kors bag, available at outlets and even Marshalls! Oy. But hey, I did get a cool Star-Wars bandage!!

Our current stay-at-home order expired 2 days again however the "Grand Re-Opening" of the economy will begin in 10 days. It hasn't been easy especially when everyone in the US is living la vida loca with restrictions and mask mandates lifted. I do feel the light at the end of this miserable and crappy tunnel we've been living in up here is finally arriving. That light is faintly glowing in the distance.

When I started this blog way back when, I started it for me. I love to write and document things. I've been doing so since I learned how to write. In my 2018 entry I made a promise to myself I'd be writing/blogging regularly again but shamefully I didn't keep that promise on account of work and travel. I was keeping things documented on my IG page instead by posting pictures and briefly writing little blurbs. 

You're probably wondering what I've been up to? As I wrote in the beginning of this post, "I honestly don't know where to begin."

I'm not one to reveal too much when it comes to my romantic life but if you've been following my blog then you know from my past few posts there was someone in my life........I'm reminded of a quote from the film "Fried Green Tomatoes"

"You know, a heart can be broken, but it keeps on beating, just the same"

XOXO,

Cocaine Princess

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2021!!

Cocaine Princess here.

 It's been far too long since I posted anything. So much has happened & I don't even know where to begin. 

I will definitely be posting blog entries as I once did before. 

Stay tuned. 

XOXO,

Cocaine Princess

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