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Did We Love It: Boozy Brunch + Burlesque Show at @jolenessf


Jolene’s Bar and Restaurant
2700 16th St
San Francisco, CA 94103


Cuisine: Brunch, Bar Food

Food: They have a really cute brunch menu. I can’t tell you what it takes like because I was too full to order food BUT the plates I saw people getting looked AMAZING! I would have definitely tried to grab a bite but I would have popped.

Drinks: While they have a full bar, I opted for the Think Pink. It is cocktail of St. Germain, Grey Goose, Vodka, Lemon and Grapefruit juice. The sugar on the rim was a good touch. Cheyenne the bartender did the damn thing!


Service: Ok so I will be honest, when I read the reviews of yelp I was concerned about the service. There were several comments about people receiving poor service and the bar staff being impolite. I had the absolute opposite experience. From the sweethearts behind the bar, to the amazing hostess who took the top off the pool table so we could play, the service was amazing.


Now granted you all know I will make a party wherever I go, but this was such a cool space. And crazy enough I ended up talking to Jolene and her crew, not even knowing who she was. We laughed and talked together until it was time to go to the airport. It was a great experience I would tell anyone and everyone to try it out.

The Show: Finally a burlesque show that is actually burlesque. Usually when people say burlesque, they mean a highly choreographed modern dance show … where the performers happen to be topless. Burlesque should have a little tease and a little fun. They were so amazing and lighthearted. Definitely a great time. I think the rotation  changes weekly.

img_4340.jpgWhat to Wear: Very come as you are.

Overall: 5 out of 5. Great experience. Definitely worth the hype. Nothing else to say.

Five Reasons I Didn’t Kill Myself…

Hi Lovebugs,

I am not sure if this post needs a trigger warning because the title of the post is pretty self explanatory. This weekend I had to find five reasons to live. I really should change the title if I think about it. I was not going to be an active participant in my own demise HOWEVER, the thought of death was comforting.

I won’t go into the details of the who or the why of what happen. Sorry to disappoint the 10 people that came to be nosy. Feel free to click off right about now.

I’ll wait.

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Chapter 10: Toni

What the hell? I jumped up as I heard someone trying to open my door. If it is that damn drunk model again thinking this is her room, I am going to hurt her.  This is what happens when you book work through the agency. The client makes reservations for all the staff from models to stylists in the same damn hotel. The first night after the kickoff is fun. I didn’t drink when I was working but it still a lot your body. You hang out and see people you haven’t seen since the year before. Your snapchat and instagram are amazing.  But by the end of the week, you are over every single person.

I have been working for three days straight and I am running on fumes. If I didn’t have to try and catch up with Gabriel tomorrow I would take my behind straight back to Miami. My feet ache, my arm hurts, but I wouldn’t have it any other way. I love being a MUA. 

Wait does this person have a key?

“This room is occupied! No house cleaning today!” I screamed trying to throw some clothes on as the person on the other side of my door was still intent on getting in.

“I am not house cleaning”

What the hell is he doing here? I looked up and Damien’s fine ass was standing looking at me. He was wearing a black tank top and a pair of grey sweatpants. I almost bit a hole in my mouth seeing his print. 

I watched him walk over to the bed and sit next to me in a trance. Why can’t I stop looking at this man’s dick? As he pulled the covers off of me, his eyes traveled down my body. He took his fingers and ran them down my thighs making me shiver in anticipation. I opened my legs unconsciously. He chuckled. 

Embarrassed, I tried to pull away.

“Never try to take my pussy from me. I was going to get to you. Let me cater to you first” he said gruffly.

“You cater to hoes now?” I said with an attitude.

“Sometimes” he said taking my foot in his hand. He slowly massaged it, putting pressure from on the ball to the heel. As much as I wanted to fight it, my eyes closed and a moan escaped. After he massaged the other foot I wasn’t sure if I wanted to come or pass out. I really wanted to do both.

As he worked up back up my thighs I felt my heart beat out of my chest. I wanted to grab his hands and pull him inside about me, but the smirk on his face wouldn’t let me give in. 

“Toni this asshole called you all kinds of hoes and bitches” I reasoned with myself in my head.

While I was trying to fight myself, he was obviously plotting on me. He turned my body towards him, slid to the floor and brought his face directly in front of my throbbing clit. He started sucking on my thighs going from side to side. Between each pass he would flick tongue on my clit. I could feel myself leaking down my thighs. I couldn’t help myself. I was about to cum. I guess he could tell I was about to erupt. He slid me closer, my body tensed and my eyes shut

Knock Knock. 

“No baby don’t stop fuck who is at the door.”

Knock Knock.

“Baby come on give it to me”

I opened my eyes and the room was completely dark… and empty.

Fuck. This motherfucker just cheated me out of nut even in my damn sleep.

“I DON’T NEED HOUSEKEEPING TODAY” I yelled before throwing the sheets back over my head.

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Sew Right Loves: Yoni Steaming

Hi Lovebugs,

Well I have written posts on here while all over the country, but today is definitely a first. I am coming to you live and in color from my… bathroom. Yeah fellas[1], this might not be the post for you because today I am writing about Yoni Steaming. Yes it is exactly what you think it is.

First things first, let’s discuss what yoni steaming is. Yoni steaming, which is also called vagina steaming, is kind of like a facial for your vagina. While you are sitting on a herb filled pot of hot (but not boiling) water, the steam rises through your lady parts and gives it a little pick me up. The herbs tone and rejuvenate your vajajay[2] inside and out.

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SRL Things You Should Know: Sudan Crisis

Hi Lovebugs,

I apologize for the delay on this post but this is one that I have been wanting to share for the last week. I know we have been seeing lots of posts about the tourists dying in Dominican Republic and the speculation around the causes. And while the intrigue is going to be a lifetime movie (or true crime documentary), there is another pressing situation that has been going virtually under the radar for the last few months.

So here is a post with all that I know about the massacre in the Sudan. I was able to have lunch with one of my coworker/sisterfriends to give me more insight into the crisis. I felt so blessed for her willingness to do the emotional work, as she is a Sudanese immigrant and her mother is actually there now.

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Sew Right Loves: The Bougiest Thing I Have Ever Purchased… on Amazon

Hi Lovebugs!

I hope everyone is having a nice Father’s Day.

For those of you that are fathers, this is your day. Those of you that are spending it with your fathers, I am so happy for you. And for those of us who don’t have our fathers, I am wishing you peace and comfort. I know I recently went to my father’s grave for the first time in like 10 years. It was a surreal experience. But that is a story for another day.

Today I am sharing with you the bougiest[1] thing that I have ever purchased… on Amazon. It isn’t even expensive, it’s just the fact that I bought it that makes me say… really girl?

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Sew Right Journeys: Brightline


Hi Lovebugs!

Hope everyone had a nice Memorial weekend.

I will say I had a whirlwind weekend that ended up being beautiful after a storm.

I will blog about it one day soon (I think) but until then I have to tell you about the fabulous thing I learned about this weekend, the Brightline train.

So for those of us who were living under a rock, the Brightline train is the new-ish way to get from downtown Miami all the way to West Palm Beach (with one additional stop in Fort Lauderdale). Continue reading Sew Right Journeys: Brightline