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Four countries in one week: Part. III “I made it out of Paris, France in one piece”

Four countries in one week: How I survived my impulsive solo adventure Part. III:

Despite the Protest, I made it out of Paris, France in one piece!

“Melting Pot”

The world is a huge melting pot.

Merriam Webster defines a melting pot as is “A place where different peoples, styles, theories, etc., are mixed together” and I couldn’t think of a better description to give the United States of America, London, Lisbon, Toronto, and Paris. In the short time that I’ve spent traveling throughout different parts of these countries (10 days total), that’s what I concluded from seeing so many places and so many faces (I did a lot of people watching lol).

I don’t know if it was just my ignorance but I never thought I’d carry on a conversation with an Asian man with a heavy British accent, or witness a young dark-skinned Portuguese girl playing with a white Barbie doll with Purple hair. I met a Filipino woman in a hostel in Portugal who spoke proper English (better than me). I heard so many different languages, beautiful accents from a variety of people that I would have never met if I hadn’t taken a chance and went on this awesome, crazy adventure!

As I said, it is/was just my ignorance of maybe the fact that I’ve been stuck in a small Philadelphia bubble for the past 27 years but I’m so glad that I’m finally got out in the world, way beyond my comfort zone…and now, there’s no stopping me!

There are people on the other side of the world, so many people different from me, but the same, it sounds completely crazy, absolutely mad, “utterly ridiculous” but please try and follow along.

See what I mean (I love rollerblading and I love Mary Jane!)!!!

Paris, France

Out of all of the places I visited PARIS was my favorite! Despite the violence and protests I’ve managed to avoid all of it and I had a great experience!

I took the train all around and it was so simple (compared to Portugal):

Paris❣️❣️❣️ stole my heart what a magical place❣️❣️❣️ It was definitely a great last minute addition to my itinerary & ended up being one of the highlights of my trip. I’m glad I was able to end my tour on a great note lol It didn’t rain at all (haven’t seen a blue sky in 7 whole days), the weather was warm & I finally met up with some family. Traveling solo was fun but it felt good to be around someone familiar.

I ate some tasty crepes at the BEST Creperie:

Saw the inside of an amazing Cathedral:

VISITED THE ICONIC EIFFEL TOWER:

I MEANNNNNNN…..😍 “TOUR EIFFEL”

I took the train and you couldn’t miss the stop…

No fancy descriptions: this was an absolutely beautiful experience (1. To see it light up & 2. to stand under it and get the view while looking up!)

Next favorite:

The Palace of Versailles, King Louis XIV royal residence 😍everything about this palace from its architecture (all that gold OMG) to the gardens was just 😍😍 one of the most beautiful places I’ve ever been…

(The Palace of Versailles was the official royal residence of Louis XIV & the official residence of the court of France! It was abandoned after the death King Louis in 1715..)

So yes, Paris was one of the most beautiful places I’ve ever visited 😍 and I was lucky enough to visit #arcdetriomphe (one of Paris’ most famous monuments built in 1806)! My grandfather was in the same spot taking in all of its glory in the 1950s❣️I thank God I was able to have a wonderful experience and see its beauty, again, all without getting caught up in the protest that began just a day after I got home.

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Black Utopia

You’re going to the black utopia? Can I go too?

Where the sky isn’t a typical blue

but a reddish, orangy, golden-sparkly hue.

Everyone there is just like you.

Selfless, patient, loving, intelligent, enlightening too.

Honey pours from the trees and blessings, not death, comes in threes.

You and I are the same, of course, you’d believe,

there aren’t any status symbols symbolizing or separating us because of what we believe.

There’s only one religion and that’s the belief of a longing love.

Everyone would raise their heads and never bow them again to talk to the “one above.”

We’d float down to heaven, then up to our super earth again, and then, wherever our wings would have us travelin…

Maybe we’d stop pass the old mars or visit the first stars and see everything we generalized into being just “space.”

We’ll spin and twirl and twirl and spin, until finally we pick up the pace.

We’d name everything we touch bc it would be ours to do just so, there be enough to go around no need for fighting never anyone going toe to toe.

I heard of this place called the “black uptopia” I heard it’s a place you’ve been to…

I only have one question for you.

If this place the “black utopia” exists, can I go with you?

Suppressed Deity & Young Loud Proud’s presents: Sick, Lit & LOUD

“We have been on a journey from the age of 7, creating our own stories and characters. Being underrepresented as young girls of color, we began designing our own worlds where we were able to exist freely. Presently, we are still creating platforms for disenfranchised groups, proclaiming self-acceptance. Our most recent project, Sick & Lit, is an empowering series that pokes holes in the stereotypes surrounding race, sexuality, and socioeconomic status. Please join the movement by sharing & following the link in our bio to donate to our cause.” —Suppressed Deity, LLC.

“Suppressed Deity, LLC” is an organization based in Philly that produces media content for entertainment and educational purposes.

SuppressedDeity is looking to fund their first project: “Sick & Lit” a project based on the struggles of Millennials. (please follow this link to help support their project https://www.gofundme.com/sick-and-lit-series

✨✨Check out the trailer and let me know what you think!!!✨✨

Founders, Gabbi (@november_drums) & Mishea (@diva_sass), are special guests on #YoungLoudProud’s #SpeakUpPodcast (Episode 4 titled “Sick, Lit & Loud” with #MayaDanielle @mystik.y) where they’re discussing the series Sick & Lit as well as Race, Hair, Gender, Sexuality SocialMedia, MentalHealth & so much more 🖤✨

・・・THANK YOU for a very exciting collaboration 🙏🏽💕Catch the episodes 1-4 of @YoungLoudProud’s Podcast Speak Up: An Invincible Girl’s Podcast (clickable link in bio) https://anchor.fm/invinciblegirl

Make sure you’re following @suppressed_deity (on Twitter& IG) so you don’t miss any of their upcoming projects! Stay Tuned!

Please email: proudloudyoung@gmail.com for all inquiries.

“Speak Up: An invincible girl’s Podcast”

On 9.30.18 I’m launching “Speak Up: An invincible girl’s Podcast” An extension of my blog site “Young Loud Proud (YLP)” —a resource tool for inspiration & motivation in the hopes of spreading POSITIVITY while dismembering stereotypes. “Speak Up” will be used as an outlet to continue to shine light on #BlackGirlMagic across the globe, a place to discuss social issues, and also solutions/thoughts on how to make a change. Please visit http://www.youngloudproud.com for more information and make sure you’re following YLP’s Instagram @youngloudproud if you would like to contribute feel free to DM me and/or Email: proudloudyoung@gmail.com🖤✨

How NOT to fangirl Trey Songz (when you really want to) #YLPtalk

Fan·girl: (of a female fan) behaving in an obsessive or overexcited way.

Gather around Young Loud Proud kids, this is a rant of a story, explaining the importance of NOT “fangirl-ing” (when you really want to). #YLPtalk

This past year I’ve met some of my favorite people, in the most unbelievable situations, and although I would’ve loved to fangirl the hell out of a couple of those celebrities (which would’ve made some awesome, unforgettable memories) I chose to keep my composure and not act like a complete fan (even though my insides were exploding and begging for the opposite). It’s a self-control thing, I’ll tell you all about it, here goes nothing!

  1. How to act like you really don’t care about Trey Songz when he is standing right next to you:

After the after party its the after-afterparty! I was in ATL last April for the TREMAINE the tour festivities, and I went to (really snuck into) an after-after party with Trey Songz (and Jeezy (for some reason I always forget he was there LOL, but I love him too)) anyway, I was literally clubbing with Trey! I was in a small club, and I was so close to him that I was able to pass him a blunt and have him deny it. I was thinking in my head the whole time “do I act like a fool and get thrown out of here” with follow up thoughts like “should I really take out my cell phone and snap a secret selfie” (although no one else was), and most importantly I considered the consequences of jumping on the man of my dreams like I always fantasized I would.

Do I carpe diem or nah?

One thing you have to realize is that at the end of the day celebrities are people. Not Gods, not bulletproof, yes they are magical (but so are you). Anyway, I came to the conclusion that just wasn’t the time fangirl. I was in a small setting and I chose to just blend in with his close friends/family instead being THAT girl which would’ve been entirely uncalled for. At least that’s what I thought. Celebs are constantly having people snap photos, they’re asked for selfies, recordings, etc and whether they feel obligated to engage or not, I can’t even begin to imagine how annoying it can be at times. Honestly, at 4 am, how many of you really think Tremaine wanted to see another cell phone? (That’s all I was thinking). This man is tired and hungry and the last thing he wants is to see the flash of my camera…

ATL was epic; just an hour before (at the Tremaine the tour show) I witnessed women literally passing out from all of the excitement from the legend that is Trey Songz. Then later that night I weaseled my way into the after AFTER party and maintained my composure and kept my dignity although my Afro almost cost my best friend and I admission. S/O to the guy that was like “we need some more females in this club!” hahahahahahaaaa.. anyway the second moral to this story is that deep down I kinda wish I acted a fool and took that moment to twerk on Trey or something at least but ah FUCK IT how many people can honestly say they saw their celeb crush u close and personal???

I chose to act like I didn’t care and that awarded me another hour in that club, just enough time to meet Mu and make friends with the guy rolling up the blunts. Trey’s little brother Forrest is so freaking cute too!!! Oh, I stayed long enough that my best friend and I missed our flight (totally worth it and I would do it again) and in a rush to the airport, I forgot that I packed a bud in my bag (found that out after I unpacked my clothes after arriving back to Philly).

 2. How to act like you really don’t care that Beyonce’s dancers are hanging out with you, eating Pagano’s cheese steaks, and playing Scattergories (when all you want to do is ask a million questions):

OK so the whole reason for this rant of a story and this incredible flashback from ATL is because last night I got the chance to hang out with this awesome guy I went to high school with. Last night was his last night in town (PHILLY) then back off to Miami. I missed Tindy. He was always a sweet, funny guy. I asked him if he would mind me throwing an impromptu game night in this bando (the uptown bando) to celebrate his last night and he said it was cool (what he didn’t know is that I’m a literal type of girl). When I say some I want to throw a game night; I live up to the true meaning of it.

All I heard was “Maya someone is double parked outside!” Showtime! So, games in tow, I headed toward Tindy’s car with my sack of games. He jumped out of his car and immediately burst my bubble “nobody wants to play all of these games, what are you doing??” I was immediately embarrassed, I felt like the child while carrying Stratego, Monopoly, Othello, Family Feud, Scattergories, Clue FX, Gestures, and one more box I can’t remember at the moment. If you let Tindy tell it, I was Santa Clause (Alexa play 2chainz’s verse on Big Bank). So the nervous sweats came (mind you I already had next to nothing on, and my edges were already halfway (less than halfway) fleeky, so the sweat just made everything WORSE!) So I ran back in the house, leaving my keys in the door all nervous to head off to the bando. I came back out with Scattergories, got in his car, took out my cellphone, and I called my friends to come to meet up with his friends so we can all be friends.

What I didn’t know was how poppin Tindy and his friends really were… one of the guys that danced with Beyonce at Coachella came through the door, and I lost it (inside). I was like oh my God. A talent in my presence yet again and I cant even act the way I want. I had a million questions for this man. Like you worked with Bey? YOU DANCED WITH BEYONCE like what the??? He had the nerve to have on his exclusive Bey fraternity/sorority sweater on too. I would have snagged it if I could’ve (I already tried it with his exclusive Torture lighter/ you know testing the waters, but that didn’t go so well…) he wasn’t too amused but what he doesn’t know is that I was plotting on so much more!

I play too much as you guys can probably guess and when I’m nervous, I sweat a lot. I fangirl so hard inside it seeps though my pores but at the end of the day when you treat people who are associated with fame with respect. I think that if you treat celebrities as you would an ordinary friend, I think they can appreciate it (but damn….sometimes I wonder how things would be if I really lived in the moment embarrassed myself)? What if I twerked on Trey or told Q I wanted to leave and go back to LA with him. Maybe right now I would be off somewhere living my best life!

Sometimes I wish I was THAT girl, but even in a drunken state I still think logically. I have a million different scenarios running through my head at any given time, and I love it.

Don’t let me discourage you Young Loud Proud people I just wanted to share some of my thoughts and experiences with you because you never know sometimes… I’ve been in certain situations with people whom I really admire, and for the sake of not being a complete fool, I suppress the “shock and awe” methodologies I try and live by… What do you guys think? Will being bold always work for your benefit? Sometimes you can put yourself out there, not act shy and grab what you want and it totally works but you have to be careful, or you’ll look thirsty.

Have you had a run in with a celeb or hung out with a crush/someone you admire? Do you disagree with this theory? Please let me know!!! Email me! proudloudyoung@gmail.com

If you’re interested in more personal reflections/rants/stories like these check out the book of poems I recently published: “An Ode to the ‘Good Girl’” available in paperback or kindle (e-book)

Journalism ❤️ YLP blogging (Thank You)

New blog posts are up on #youngloudproud.com I’m continuing to shine light on #blackexcellence ✨ “I can’t help but to SHOUT OUT the #YLP kings & queens and their incredible stories.

There are always so many noteworthy #blackexcellence posts being shared all over my social media timelines/dashboards/feeds/etc. and I feel like the positive needs more recognition period!!!!

Thank you all!!! From the people who post/repost, to the people being shouted out- who are out here putting in the work, paving the way and grinding!

You fuel this blog:. I find so many melinated people so inspirational and motivating and at the end of the day that’s why this blog YOUNG LOUD PROUD even exists, so again, thank you all.

If you have a personal story or someone you want to SHOUT OUT for being #YLP don’t be afraid to email me: proudloudyoung@gmail.com

I look forward to hearing from you.”💪🏾❤️🙌🏾💕✨ (blogged by @mystik.y)

Here’s a bit of background just Incase you’re curious on how/why YLP came to be:

My interests in journalism continuously grow. I love to read and have always enjoyed creating stories both fictional and non-fictional. I have a strong interest in literature and always wanted to spread knowledge to teach people while spreading the truth. Growing up, my mother nicknamed me Action News because I reminded her of a reporter; consistently gathering information and investigating.

My long term goals include writing/publishing a novel and ultimately publishing my own magazine. I’m slowly but surely accomplishing my goals (An Ode to the “Good Girl” is now available through Amazon). My short term goals include continuing my education to advance my journalistic integrity and acquire additional skills. A girl can never really stop learning right?

One thing I’ll always need is to hear from YOU!! Please email me you thoughts comments concerns contributions, etc. proudloudyoung@gmail.com stay blessed, stay YLP!!

Give me #BlackExcellence but make it #YLP

I can’t help but to SHOUT OUT the #YLP kings & queens and their incredible stories (below).

There were so many noteworthy #blackexcellence posts being shared all over my social media timelines/dashboards/feeds/etc. this week!!

Thank you all!!!

From the people who post/repost, to the people being shouted out- who are out here putting in the work, paving the way and grinding! You fuel this blog:.

(*for the past 30 years 🤔)

I found all of these to be so inspirational and motivating and at the end of the day that’s why this blog YOUNG LOUD PROUD even exists, so again, thank you all.

If you have a personal story or someone you want to SHOUT OUT for being #YLP don’t be afraid to email me: proudloudyoung@gmail.com

I look forward to hearing from you. 💪🏾❤️🙌🏾💕✨

“Good Girl” #SpeakUp

(An ode to good girls)

You think you’re a good girl

Good girl, who do you think you are?

You walk around smiling, always happy, you won’t get too far

See this is the “real world” niggas will eat you alive

You can’t stand tall before shrinking down to my size

You think you’re a good girl

Goodie two shoes, kinda girl

Conceited think you’re worth something kinda girl

Who told you to smile, wear your hair all wild?

Who said you could go to church on Sundays to praise your God

Good girl, you think you are

But I know the real you

Sneaky girl, you won’t get far

I know all about girls like you

I’ll play you real close

I’ll tell you I love you while I hate you

I know how to hurt you most

You act like a good girl

Good girl, you think you are

But if it’s up to me, I’ll make sure you’ll never fill the void in your heart

You’ll never learn to love yourself truly

You’ll never see those better days

I’m your negative thoughts, self-doubt, that inner hate.

If you’re not careful, I’ll be here to stay,

always.

An excerpt from “An Ode to the ‘Good Girl’” available in paperback or kindle (e-book)

Call for submissions!!! #YoungLoudProud

If you’re feeling Young Loud Proud please let me know! This call is for any poems, short stories, shout outs, pictures or any other media associated with the following concepts: Everything is Love, “I Like Me” (celebrating self love/ self care), “An Ode to: (insert a label/stereotype you’d like to see broken),” Entrepreneurship: celebrating young bosses, Dads & Daughters, breaking stereotypes surrounding black people, Black Girl magic/ black boy joy.

There’s plenty to choose from let me see how creative you can be!! All submissions will be posted here in Young Loud Proud and also on YLP’s Instagram account.

Email: proudloudyoung@gmail.com

Tiptoe to life through my words #Trial&Error

Where have you been all my life?

I love the idea of you.

Your very existence blows my mind.

Before you reared your lovely head, only materialistic things mattered.

Once upon a time, I didn’t think I needed you, but you’ve continued giving me bits and pieces of you.

You know me so well, you know all about my sweet tooth, and so like calories you counted and rationed yourselves to me carefully.

Knowing I don’t deserve too much of you at once; I would waste you, so generously you presented the bits and pieces.

You’re growing with me although it seems your maturity exceeds mine.

You exist just like the wind; able to shake up and shake down the tallest…able to challenge life, control eagerness, and keep the mystery.

You’re something to look forward to in a calm place.

Please continue to haunt me.

I look forward to hearing the creaks on the wooden floor of my conscience.

Tiptoe to life through my words.

An excerpt from “An Ode to the ‘Good Girl’” available in paperback or kindle (e-book)

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