Story Rd and Keyes... Across the street from Happy Hollow Jokes aside folks... As I write this I am kind of regretting the name of my blog... because this past weekend I realized how blessed I am... In every sense of the word and in every possible thought of living. The name of my blog was meant as a satire... a hyperbole and in some aspects of my life true-ish... BUT this weekend, I can't tolerate jokes, (not even my own) not after what I saw, literally in San Jose's backyard. Here's the back-story: In college I discovered my calling in life and that was to give back to my community. "Pay it forward" I grew up in East Side San Jose, in what ignorant folks like to call the "ghetto." I grew up knowing that my neighborhood wasn't an ideal place but I was raised to have respect for myself and my surroundings. And I have always accredited my family to my successes. But another major influence in my life were my teachers and the many after-sch...
This is my fatshion and journal blog... Take a look at my #Fatshion101 looks and the stories behind them and along the way take a peek into my 'not-so private' journal entries and perhaps find out why folks say, "Lilly Is Nucking Futs..."