When people here the title "Chocolate Heiress," they think one of three things:
1-"Aww, how cute."
2."shouldn't your last name be like Hershey or something?"
2- "Oh bitch please, get over yourself!"
Chocolate Heiress was a nickname I got in high school (I think it would a little desperate to name yourself heiress). People would always tease me and call me the black Paris Hilton, my friends, my family, even teachers! At first it pissed me off, I assumed I was being called a follower. I am definitely nothing like the little carbon copy Paris-Hilton Wannabee's that weigh 99 pounds, carry pastel Louis' and teeny dogs. OK, so I'm lying, I do have a pastel Louis and a Shih Tzu and a yorkie. But I do have something those girls don't, (an extra 30 pounds of fat and) a mind of my own! Those girls like clothes, I live and breathe for fashion. Those girls could live contenly on daddy's credit card their whole lives, I want to be more succesful than my dad by the age of 30.
My mom said "Chocolate" was ghetto and that I should change it to Ebony because that's much more refined (eye rolls). Whatever it takes to pacify the dream killer (my mom's nickname lol)
I titled this blog "The Adventures of An Ebony Heiress," because I want it chronicle my life, my journey, my adventures!
Everything from my crazy family, school, relationships, becoming a bottom of the pile no-name intern, and everything that inspires me to wake up in the morning.
I'm brutally honest with myself and about everything I see and hear. I have opinions on it all and I don't judge.
Wednesday, April 1, 2009
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