For the last five years I've been working with women overseas to tell the stories of curlies around the world. Together we've raised the profile of several non-profit organizations and educated folks (myself included!) in the process. I've partied with Jamaican curlies living in Tokyo, have been welcomed into ethnic neighborhoods in Rio De Janeiro, walked with Lions in South Africa and survived a bomb threat** in India.
**okay so my scary ass saw an unattended duffel bag and freaked out.
I had a very long bucket list in 2011... and we did that. Every last item - check! What do you do when you've achieved your goals? You set new ones. But where to go next? I only vacay in the winter and spring, and I refuse to leave cold to end up in cold (in case you haven't caught on to the tropical theme of my endeavors yet.) And while I knew it was time to take shit to the next level, we couldn't decide on a destination for Spring 2015. It was just when we had it narrowed down to return visits to see Captain Alvaro or Dance Queen Nina when we remembered something - the sky isn't the limit for Natural Nation. We see borders and boundaries and tear them down. No is not an option, especially when you know the right people.
Let me set the mood:
In a chance encounter last year, hubby and I met the wife of Enrico Palermo, Vice President of Operations for Virgin Galactic, the world's first commercial spaceflight company. She happens to be a fellow curly girl and a huge fan of the site, so naturally we hit it off. A few dinners and
"I could make that happen." #RecordScratch #Crickets #GimmeDatBuddyPass