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Never Grow Up 


These are my two precious daughters Nikki and Sam . 

 Time has flown by so fast and my little girls are now young ladies.  They are almost  ready to go out into the world without me holding their hands . 

 Even Though I constantly told them to “Never grow up,” they did. 

 I just heard the song playing “Never Grow Up” by Taylor Swift as I was driving home tonight. I have heard this song before but tonight I was overcome with bittersweet emotions. 

I had to pull over and park my car on the side of road because I was hysterically crying as the song continued to play. This is what I heard….. 

    “Never Grow Up” lyrics written by Taylor Swift 


  Oh , my little darlings you both have grown up and have become smart , confident ,compassionate and beautiful young ladies . I taught you to go after your dreams and make them a reality. 

Yes all mothers secretly wish their children will never grow up and just stay little .  Life however is not that simple . 

This Princess has Scars 

I have scars some have been the result of a terrible rare disease that nearly destroyed the right side of my face. I was only 11 years old when this disease without a name suddenly appeared. I was …

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This Princess has Scars 


I have scars some have been the result of a terrible rare disease that nearly destroyed the right side of my face. I was only 11 years old when this disease without a name suddenly appeared. I was seen by so many top doctors and specialists in NYC and nobody could diagnose what was happening to me.

Running out of options my desperate parents were recommended to see one of most respected innovative Dermotologists name Norman Oreintriech . His client list included Elizabeth Taylor, Andy Wahol , Cary Grant and so many others.


Dr Oreintriech was intimadating when my mother took me to see him for a consultation when I was twelve. He took a look at my face and told my mom “I have    never took on such a young patient, but, I am willing to try to fix the damage done to her face because even though she has terrible scars I can see how beautiful she was and will we be again.” Then he added “Honestly, if I saw no potential and if she was below average looking, I would tell you to not waste your money and your time and just take her home.” I still remember how those words changed my life and how it to be given “HOPE.”

       Dr Norman Orientriech gave me my life back. He slowly filled up face with small monthly amounts of silicone every month. I waited for hours sometimes in his waiting room filled with well dressed very attractive NYC socialite types of women. When I finally saw the doctor he would take photos of my face and inject over 100 or so painful silicone injections into my right upper lip and lower cheek and chin area until the small vial containing the carefully measured monthly amount of silicone was empty.The whole routine took about 5 minutes.  He would barely say anything to me or my mom except “See you next month.”

I teenage years were taken away from me socially. I still had tons of girlfriends who were “True Friends” and never left my side while I was disfiqured. They treated me exactly the same although there lives were all about going to parties and having boyfriends. I wasn’t jealous, I listened to their stories and was happy for them. If somebody in school made fun of me or called me things like “Scarface” and one of my many popular friends were present they would defend me and verbally attack  these few immature mostly male bastards.

Over 100,000 dollars and over a 100 or so monthly trips to Dr. Norman Orientreich , my face was finally almost scar free. The scars I endured battleing this illness emotionally would still haunt me till this day.

I was 22 years old, engaged and well, okay quite beautiful the last time I saw Dr. Norman Orientriech. I was all grown up and Dr. Orientriech looked younger every time I saw him over the past 10 years. He was now developing skin care products for Nuetrogena and Clinique . That day we both decided that I didn’t need any more injections. His job was done and the promise he made my mom and me over 10 years prior came true.

Mr. Orientriech wished me well and hugged me tight and like always he was in a rush to see his next patient but I could see he had tears in his eyes.

That was over 30 years ago.

On this Father’s Day I want to dedicate this post to Dr. Orientriech a dedicated dermotologist who invented so many skin products and procedures years before other top doctors in his field. He is also a loving father. His son David and daughter Catherine are both Dermotologists have their practice in the same NYC office.

I saw David Orientriech a few weeks ago for some touch-up work on my face. He told me that his dad was now retired and 90 years old.

At the end of visit David Orientreich looked at me closely and said to me “I finally know who the girl in the photo still sitting on his father’s desk for so many years is!”

“It’s you!” The girl in the photo was me indeed. What a honor!

Happy Fathers Day Dr. Norman Orientriech ❤️

 

 

Is A Voodoo Doll Like A Person So You Can ….. Hurt Somebody?

   
 

I had to repost this highly informative and totally hysterical post I found on Google when I was looking for information how to make a Voodoo doll to make my uninvited houseguest , my motherinlaw , leave my house after seven months of torturing me and my family after seven months of pure hell. 

      Let me explain why I was researching  “Black Magic?”I ‘ve tried every every other way imaginable to ask her to leave from using the polite approach  “By the way when are you going back to your gorgeous three bedroom condo ,I heard you can get to the 2nd floor now that they finished fixing your elevator!!!!!!!!!!!!” That was about four months ago! Now I basically just say “Hey you bitch with the evil eye! “Get the fuck out of my house you took over.”

      For those of you apoalled by my lack of respect for my “evil” M.I.L please don’t judge me until you have the same nightmare situation as me. 

      Some of you might be saying leave the wheelchair bound grandmother alone she is old and lonely. WRONG!!!!! for there is no reason she should even be in a wheelchair in the first place millions of people get hip replacements like her and walk fine. She is just fucking lazy!

       Also she has long term nursing care and not only does my M.I.L live with me but I have had at least 15 different 24 hour aides that also have slept in my basement for the last seven months. Nothing like having creepy strangers who got a “aide” certificate from taking a three hour class at Walgreens, lol,so they can sit all day in my den , wipe my M.I.L’s ass and watch Dr .phil all day!!!!!!!!

      This is basically the short version why I was looking to alternative methods to get my Motherinlaw to leave my house.

      Enjoy reading the reposted article below. My husband and I were LMAO!!!!!! 

     I have not made or bought a voodoo doll yet but I probably will today!

     

 

Ask Voodoo Mama

The “Dear Abby” of Voodoo answers your questions about New Orleans Voodoo, Hoodoo, Conjure & Spiritualism

Tuesday, July 8, 2008

Is a voodoo doll like a person so you can like…hurt someone?

Interesting question, and one of the most commonly asked. Voodoo dolls in the New Orleans Voodoo tradition are meant to be used as focusing tools in ritual and meditation. However, because of the portrayal in popular media of Voodoo dolls are something to stick pins into in order to put a hex on someone, it has unfortunately become a common practice by those who are not true followers of Voodoo to use them in this way. Some people believe that you can affect a person in any way you want following the principles of sympathetic magic. Sympathetic magic suggests that you can influence a situation or person by imitating that which you desire. So, in theory, if you “harm” a Voodoo doll that was created to represent a specific person, then you will also harm the person that the doll represents.
There is a strong psychological component to sticking a pin in a Voodoo doll. It can actually be quite therapeutic for the one doing the sticking. If you are the intended target, just the suggestion of someone hexing you with a Voodoo doll is enough to create a self-fulfilling prophecy. In other words, if you believe things will go wrong, they will. Indeed, Voodoo magic is faith based, which means you have to believe in order for it to work. However, the idea that you can influence things to come simply by thinking about them has been challenged.
For example, several years ago, a team of psychologists at Harvard took “several dozen college-aged men and women, a fake Voodoo doll and an obnoxious man wearing a “Stupid people shouldn’t breed” t-shirt…Each test subject and the confederate were ushered into the lab and seated at a table in front of a handmade twig-and-cloth Voodoo doll…For background, the experimenter told the pair they would be partners in a study of “physical health symptoms that result from psychological factors…in the context of Haitian Voodoo'” (Morin, 2006). Both partners were given a scholarly article on Voodoo deaths to read.” The twist was that one of the participants was a confederate and instructed to act in an annoying fashion in the presence of the other participant. The other participant, coined the “witchdoctor” because of the role he was to play, did not know that the other participant was a confederate.
“The confederate dressed and behaved normally with half of the participants — and very badly with the other half. He arrived late wearing the obnoxious T-shirt, and muttered, “What’s the big deal?” when the experimenter said she was beginning to get worried. He tossed an extra copy of a consent form toward the trash can, but missed and left it on the floor” (Morin, 2006).
The confederate (victim) wrote his name on a piece of paper and pinned it to the voodoo doll. Both participants were then asked if they had any of 26 physical symptoms, including runny nose, sore muscles, and headache. The victim stated he had no symptoms, a statement overheard by the witchdoctor.
“The witch doctor was then left alone and instructed to think “concrete thoughts” about the victim. The researchers assumed that those participants exposed to the confederate in his offensive guise were more likely to harbor “evil thoughts” about their victim–an assumption that was later borne out when they asked them if they had thought badly about their ill-mannered partner. When the victim was brought back into the room, the witch doctor, again acting on instructions, stuck five pins into the Voodoo doll. The victim was again once again asked if he had any ailments. This time, he complained that he had a headache.
The witch doctor-participants were escorted from the room and completed a questionnaire asking whether they felt responsible for the victim’s headache, whether they believed they had actually caused them harm and whether they actually had caused the headache. “The participants led to generate evil thoughts about their victim were more likely than the neutral-thinking participants to believe that they caused his headache” the researchers reported.
In fact, test subjects who had thought bad things about the creepy victim were, on average, twice as likely to feel they were at least partially responsible for causing the headache than those who had neutral thoughts, they found. “These feelings of responsibility were apparent on each of the individual items in the composite,” they reported, indicating that evil-thinking participants were more likely to feel that they had caused the symptoms, that their practice of Voodoo caused the headache, and that they had tried to harm the victim” (Morin, 2006).
Check out this video. It is related to the present discussion and demonstrates the power of suggestion. Atheist, sceptic & mentalist Derren Brown challenges the beliefs of a New Age believer with the use of a Voodoo Doll.

Reference
Morin, R. (2006). Who do that Voodoo at Harvard? Pew Research Center Publications. Retrieved: http://pewresearch.org/pubs/66/who-do-that-voodoo-at-harvard

Denise Alvarado at 9:54 AM
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DrkMIrageJune 4, 2015 at 6:38 AM

If you have a brand new voodoo doll, and left it at work, can it do any harm to who ever finds it? Even if no spell work has been done on it?
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The Fur POM POM Mom

The Fur Pom Pom Mom 
       

        
This cute furry Pom Pom keychain is #trending as the must have #accessory of 2016. They come in every color and price range depending on the brand and if the fur is real or faux. My daughter bought me a hot pink fox fur Pom from Saks for Hanukah. She told me a Pom keychain makes it is so easy to find your keys in a large handbag. Sounds like a item I really needed because I have really big handbags. 
    I thought about Adrian, a former #RHOB , who always said , “The bigger the bag the smaller the tush.” 

    I totally fell in love with Adrian’s  #fashion logic! From that moment on I only have bought really large handbags! 

      I attached my keys to the hot pink Pom Pom and placed it in my handbag. That night I needed to get my asthma spray out of my bag and so I got out of bed in the dark half asleep and reached into my huge handbag and felt something furry and screamed! “There is a huge mouse in my bag.” I got my hand out of that bag so quickly and threw the bag across the bedroom. The bag landed upside down and the contents of my huge bag fell out and were now scattered all over my bedroom floor.

     The first thing I saw was that hot pink furry Pom that practically glowed in the dark. I found my “mouse.” Yes, I just had a very embarrassing blonde moment !!!!!! #LOL !!!!!!  

      Maybe I should get a furry Pom Pom hat ? Hmmmmmm
   

 
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I Was Born On Election Day

My fairytale began was I was born on November 5 which that year landed on the first Tuesday of November which was also Election Day. My poor mom was in labor without any meds for 14 long hours. At one point my grandfather who was so upset at hearing his daughter’s labor screams echoing through the entire hospital floor, grabbed my dad and yelled “What did you do to my daughter!” LOL!!!!!

    At 5:30 I finally was born and my mother “The Queen,” who was so exhausted took one look at her newborn princess, and then  banished me to the hospital nursery! 

         

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            Even my dad was a little mad I was born on Election Day because he didn’t even get to a chance to vote. Did it really matter? he was the “King” afterall! 

       

 

Princess Spirit Week

  

I never knew what “spirit week” was before I moved to the south shore of Long Island but I soon found out when my older daughter entered high school. Last week my older daughter who is a senior taught her freshman sister how to rock Spirit Week. 

 Monday was the first day of Spirit Week and the theme was  “Pajama Day.” My daughter dressed up in a hooded “Care Bear” onesie. A few of her friends had the same idea. LOL!

 
Tuesday was renamed  “Tiki Tuesday.”  Everyone wore tropical type clothes that day. My daughter and her best friend dressed exactly the same. This is what she posted on Instagram. 
 
 On Wednesday the theme was “I Love the USA.” So as you could imagine everyone showed up wearing red white and blue outfits to show their patriotism. This is what my daughter wore and posted on Instagram. My daughter Nikki is the one in the red tutu!

  
 

 Thursday was “Costume Day” of course my daughter and her friends decided to dress up as Disney Princesses! My daughter was Sleeping Beauty ! No shock there because my daughter loves to sleep and take long naps after school .  

 
Okay not everyone wanted to be a princess as you can see in the photo above. 

 Friday was “homecoming Day” and the entire School dressed up wearing green “Cougar” teeshirts  which is their school mascot . 

 
Later that night I watched the “Cougars” football team win their homecoming game against a rival team. The homecoming King and Queen were crowned and the Cheerleaders didn’t stop cheering all night. 

 Every high school should have “Spirit Week.” Showing pride for your school is a beautiful thing!

I Live Minutes Away From The Amityville Horror House!

  
  Yes this is the actual infamous Amityville Horror house located on 112 Ocean Drive where six members of the DeFeo family were shot to death execution style including both parents and four of their sleeping children on November 13, 1974 by 23 year old by the oldest son Ronnie DeFeo. 

      In 1977 the Lutz family bought the Amityville waterfront property on Ocean Drive and were quoted as saying they “could handle living in the house.” Many speculated  the Lutz’s  bought the Amityville house to capitalize on the tradgic deaths of the DeFeo Family. The Lutz’s claimed to experience demonic and supernatural events including foul odors and seeing “green slime ”   were considered hoaxes by most local residents and paranormal experts. The Lutz’s moved out of the Amityville house a few months later. They eventually had a book deal and six movies were made based on the Amityville Horror house. 

        When I moved to the south shore I never ventured to Ocean Drive to check out the Amityville Horror House. I really had no interest to visit the site. One night my husband took me to a italian restaurant called “Mama’s” which we heard had really good italian food. It was located in Amityville. After a delicious dinner and the best baked clams I ever had in my life my husband made on the way home made a turn onto Ocean Drive. I was like no way are you taking me to the Amityville Horror House! He just laughed at me. Since I am a horror and paranormal junkie I was a little intriqued. It took it a little while to find the house since the new owners changed the actual house number address for privacy reasons but once I spotted the only house on Ocean Drive which even in the dark I could see the famous  boathouse I knew I we found the house. 

     There were two cars in the driveway so apparently the house was occupied I noticed. Since I am intuitive, my husband asked me if I wanted to get out of the car and walk around. I declined his idea right away. The well groomed house with protective a black steel fence surrounding the front of the house was the new owner’s way of saying “No Tresspassing”  

     To be honest I really wanted to go home. I saw the the Amityville Horror House and it looked like every other well groomed house on Ocean Drive. 

      A few weeks later I was getting my hair colored and my colorist who lived in Amityville told me that that all locals knew  the true story of why Ronnie DeFeo killed his entire family. She told me he was a crytal meth addict. “That is why he heard the voices telling him to kill his family.” 

      I felt so sad for the DeFeo family who died so senselessly . The next day I went back to the Amityville House and left six red roses on the front lawn. One for each of the six DeFeo family members who were brutally murdered . This wasn’t a fairytale. This was real. 

  I never will return to that house again……..

  

    

My Princess Daughter Goes To Work

 

   A few months ago my 17 year old daughter Nikki came home and said “Guess what happened today?” Before I even had a chance to reply she burst out “I got a job mommy!”
     She totally caught me off guard considering the fact I had no idea she was even looking for one. She went on to tell me that she was in her favorite local boutique, Reign,where she frequently shopped and summoned up the courage to ask the owner if they were hiring. 

     The owner smiled and  asked her some basic questions about what grade she was in and her age. When my daughter informed her she was 17 and finishing up her Junior year in high school.  The owner then told her that she normally only hires college age girls that have some prior retail experience. Instead of taking her comments as a rejection, my daughter didn’t get intimidated and told the the owner that she loves fashion and was a quick learner. The owner was suddenly listening now! Nikki added that she lived minutes away from the store and had her own car to get there. Impressed by her attitude and determination looked Nikki up and down and commented “You certainly have the right look and style to work here.” Then she hired Nikki on the spot. 

     It wasn’t a easy transition for Nikki who suddenly had give up her after school naps and couldn’t hang out with her friends as often especially since she worked almost every weekend. She made some personal sacrifices but when she started to get weekly paychecks she had a new found sense of independence and I watched my little girl transform into a beautiful responsible young woman. 

    On my birthday she bought me a beautiful pair of Tori Burch sandels. I was so touched because I knew how many hours she worked to pay for them. I told her she shouldn’t have spent so much of her own money on a gift fot me but she dissagreed and said “Mommy, it’s the first time I bought you a present you deserve because I love you so much!” Of course I cried. 

     Nikki continued to work and she would come home with stories about customers who she helped find the “perfect” outfit to wear for a special ocassion or a college student who needed a whole new wardrobe. Nikki told me how she so good she felt  when she saw a customer smiling as they looked at themself  in the mirror in a outfit she helped them pick out. 

     That was about six months ago and my daughter still works there. It took very little time to prove to owner she made the right decision. Only about a month after she started working , the owner told her that although she was the youngest employee she ever hired and proved to be a valuable asset to her very busy boutique. She even was named “salesperson of the month” that affirmed  Nikki was doing a excellent job at Reign. 

      I also shop in this trendy store where I now even get a 20 percent discount! A perk of being Nikki’s mom. Lol. One day when I was in the store the owner pulled me aside and told me that Nikki was loved by her customers and the store staff. “I am adopting Nikki,” she joked.  “You can have her until she leaves in a year for college.” I jokingly repied.Then she said on a more seriously note “You should be so proud of yourself for raising a daughter that is so responsible, confident and respectful of others.” She added “These things can’t be taught at school.”

       As I left the store that day I thought to myself although me and husband certainly weren’t perfect parents we did a pretty good job raising our Nikki! 

       I am one proud mommy!

 

   Nikki and Me
    

Take A Gamble On Love

Love finds you when you least expect it.

    I went on a last minute vacation to the trendy El San Juan Hotel in Puerto Rico with my parents. I had just moved back to there home in Roslyn on the North Shore of Long Island after I left my first husband after 14 months of newlywed hell.

     I was barely 26 years old when my divorce was final and was suddenly single for the first time in my life since I was seventeen. Even though my parents were happy the marriage was over because they never liked the guy, I could tell they were not too thrilled to have their “little princess” back living in their house. 

     They had a plan, take me away to Puerto Rico, a week after I moved back home, and hopefully I would meet someone. Really? Was that even possible? My mom who claimed to have phychic abilities must have received a sign! Lol! 

     The first night in Puerto Rico my parents went to bed and left me alone at a blackjack table with a couple of black chips each worh a hundred dollars. I remember getting strange looks from the other players who eyed my black chips probably thinking why I was sitting at a blackjack table with a ten dollar minimum bet. 

    I looked totally clueless and I guess I was because it was a few years since I played blackjack. The basic rules like don’t hit on 17 etc I remembered and It wasn’t until a few vodka shots and about five hands later I noticed a really cute dark haired guy smiling at me across the table.

      Then I suddenly remember getting dealt really bad cards and not quite knowing whether to take a hit or not, this cute stranger was trying to offer his advice. Then the person playing next to me got up and the cute guy got up and sat next to me. 

     So we played blackjack and flirted through every hand. I found out his name was “David” who happened to be a lawyer and lived in a condo in NYC. 

       We took the elevator to my floor located on the penthouse and he was impressed. I informed him My parents were seasoned gamblers and were treated like royalty at this hotel. We had a few cocktails at the private bar on my hotel floor. He kissed me and it felt so right.

   At about three in the morning I went back to my hotel room and my mom was furious at me for coming in so late.  I told her mom “I met a cute 31yr old lawyer from NYC.”  She suddenly calmed down and smiled.  Maybe my mom is really phychic ????? 

  
      I moved into David’s penthouse condo six months later and was engaged to him within a year I was living like Carrie Bradshaw having sex in the city without the drama. 

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    Yes I still have the same Dior tee