A few days ago, I came to a powerful realization. For years I’d been trying to fit into a mold that didn’t seem to quite fit me. I hesitantly attempted to move to LA in hopes of fueling my musical career, tried to get heavy industry power player’s attention by unsuccessfully reaching out to them various times, and attempted to impress people who really didn’t deserve my time or energy. As I rested in bed, I thought to myself, “Why am I chasing these things?” Yes, I want to establish a successful artistic career, however, I’m selling myself short. I’ve always opted to do my own thing regardless of what everyone else seemed to do, yet in this situation, I’ve moved with the crowd. Then I thought, “If I just let myself be, I’ll attract the right people and right things to me.” And so, I came to the following conclusion: No more chasing; if anyone wants my time, energy, and creative touch, they shall come directly to me. Why? Although I’m not a L’Oréal ambassador, I one hundred percent identify with their slogan at this point in my life: “Because I’m worth it!”
I want to move to a place that I GENUINELY LOVE. Don’t get me wrong, I wouldn’t mind traveling to LA for work, however, it’s never been a city I’ve dreamed of making my future home. I’m more of an east coast type of gal. I love the energy, diversity, and hustle of New York and the weather, variety, and energy of Miami. Preferably, I’d LOVE to live somewhere warm and near the beach with a happy-care free attitude embedded in the people surrounding me. As a proud nomad, I’ve even thought about moving abroad to experience a new culture and learn new things. Furthermore, I thought to myself: when it comes to my music, I don’t quite fit the box. I mean, I’ve recorded all types of tracks ranging from R&B, Hip-Hop, Rap, Latin, & Pop. Why? Well, because I genuinely like them. Were you to explore my musical library, you’d see a variety of artists’ music I listen to from all over the world. Music is my passion and love in life, and there are so many genres I’d still LOVE to sonically experiment with in hopes of producing new creations. As an artist, I feel as if I’ve even barely scrapped the surface. There are still so many things I have yet to accomplish. So, in a society that aims to classify one with names in hopes of understanding what one does and/or who one is, I’m simply an artist. We live in a binary world where you’re either male or female. I’m between worlds where I brand myself as an androgynous artist who on a scale of 1 to 10, with 1 being male and 10 being female, I see myself as a 5: both male & female. I’ll hold your secrets and your purse, but can also change a tire and get down and dirty when it comes to work. I’m the color in between the black and white. I’m a medium between high & low.
After analyzing all these facts, I decided that from this point on, I’m going to do what feels right for me. The mold doesn’t have to fit and people don’t have to understand one’s vision. As long as you do you, believe in you, and follow your heart, who cares what people think. I guess if you’re going to tag me, make sure you tag me a consistently inconsistent being.
