BIG GIRLS DONT CRY

Hey There Friends,

As you may have noticed, I decided to take some time for myself for a little while. Things around the house got much more hectic than expected and in order to not fully stress myself out, I decided to zone in on home matters. So, first I just want to take the time to say thank you for your understanding and thank you so much to all the amazing support I’ve had since my last post ‘Trusting Your Gut.’

I had reached a new number of followers and likes totalling 5K! There is no pressure on continuing to hit those marks with each post but I just wanted to share this with my blogging family because you guys are amazing!

I hope you all had a great Halloween and got to eat too much candy and see cute adorable outfits from your little ones. I was happy to see that my community still did trick-or-treating while being safe with spreading unwanted germs! I enjoyed my Halloween with a family friends birthday and had a great bonfire night! Can you guess what I was? (I’m a deer) 😀

@houseofgemcreator

Over the Halloween weekend, I also had time to watch a documentary that I’ve been wanting to watch for a while now. It recently premiered on Youtube and shined a light on the infamous Paris Hilton. She in my eyes have always been a trailblazer in the trendsetting early 2000’s. She was someone no one expected would make much of herself and would remain in the indoctrinated personality of being the hotel mogul granddaughter who liked to party-hardy. But I felt it was time I got to be reintroduced to her again in a new light.

For social media bloggers like myself, Paris Hilton helped create a profession and community of what a lot of people call themselves as a social media ‘influencers’. No one took the fashion world seriously and in most films brushed off this group of people to cliche clicks and mean girls in schools. Their roles in media was painted to being little brats whose parents gave them everything or lived too much in their daydreams instead of the real world.

So when Paris and her entourage took the scenes of Hollywood boulevard, she gave even the elite group of people a right to be seen as a real person, while walking down Rodeo Drive with a teacup dog in their purse with a starbucks in hand.

@Paris-and-her-groupie

The beginning of the movie, Paris wastes no time in expressing her love for all her supporters over the years, takes you along with her business team, while sharing her love for being a DJ. I’m pretty sure everyone remembers the uncensored move ‘A Night In Paris’ and the shock and horror she felt knowing someone she trusted took advantage of her voice.

What she kept saying about that experience is that ‘it was without her consent,’ in sharing those graphic scenes. I feel that those words were very important to remember because everyone thinks that once its on social media, it’s anyone’s property, yet but boy is that wrong. Paris rose like a phoenix from the tabloid nightmare and educated young men and women about the laws in place for protecting one’s consensual property no matter the cost. That decision was so needed for girls like me.

The film continues with Paris speaking to her audience about her upbringing and I was not expecting to hear how closed off she was after a certain age with her family. As some would expect, Paris was a wild spirit and as she got into her teen years, her parents sent her off to a behavioral camp for 8 months called Provo Canyon School.

The things she endured at that school was terrorizing to hear. Knowing she still suffers from nightmares and insomnia was not better something anyone should go threw. Little by little, I started to understand where her persona of ‘That’s Hot,’ Paris phrases came from because she was trying to see herself in a room while also being the main attraction for the evening.

Towards the end of the film, she and other Provo Canyon school survivors wanted to shed a light on the reality of dark organizations that take advantage of both the parents and kids who didn’t feel they had a right to speak out.

https://youtu.be/wOg0TY1jG3w

Paris couldn’t cry about her pain in the limelight because ‘big girls don’t cry’. She always had to wear a brave face and keep the persona alive. She could only express herself in her art and creations. She’s a survivor and someone I hope continues to achieve big things.

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