Why Miss Piggy’s Lipstick? The title is bizarre but rings home to me. I am gay, and when I was a child, I dressed up as Miss Piggy on roller skates for the school carnival. That was symbolic of masking my pain while at the same time expressing myself in disguise. Knowing I was gay at a very young age was not easy, and I was bullied daily. It felt safer than revealing the truth. The second piece is the lipstick. I survived living in a cult when I was 21 years old while living in Buenos Aires, Argentina. Oddly enough, as I sang on the streets for money as a “breakthrough activity” for the cult, a couple from my hometown of Dallas, Texas came up and offered help. They wrote my name and number down on a napkin using lipstick. That lipstick turned into a phone call that saved me.

The purpose, though, of this blog is a sort of “how to” and polaroid of my life while on sabbatical. I recently moved to West New York, New Jersey from my native Dallas, Texas with my fiance. I thought a blog would be a fun way to track my journey as I adapt to the East Coast. My fiance is from Manhattan, so it’s nothing new. I wanted to take time to settle in and find my place in this new world. I have spent the past 12 years of my life working as a bilingual teacher and school counselor at the elementary school level. Now, I’m jobless with a Master’s degree in school counseling….by choice. This is my new journey, and who knows what will come next…besides my wedding next year.

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  1. Awe so nice to learn more about you in your blog. I am truly happy and excited for your new journey. Love seeing your pictures. Wish I had an opportunity to leave in NY for at least a year. Keep enjoying it.

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