Maria Teresa's Profile
MT ‘ism…
The best show of accomplishment is a life well lived, well traveled and well loved paired with success via your very own strength and independence… otherwise you’re as simple as the rest.. sadly unsubstantiated. And to be unsubstantiated is like gifting yourself to weakness, bow and all. Live fully. Laugh uncontrollably. Love unconditionally. Be phenomenal, spontaneous and all things fabulous. As a lady you should speak like a lady, dress like a lady.. have your very own identity, style, class and *always smell delicious. You should also work hard, be confident, self sufficient and never be tolerant of disrespect or negative people. Shine bright. Soar high. Strive big… and do it all with a sexy smile. Sexy smiles are hard to come by… if ya got it, maximize it’s power… trust me; it’s a powerful thing. Swagger and snazz aren't taught, you’re just born with it.
I gotta attribute my drive, my constant optimism and bright eyed momentum to my mother. She's one hell of a woman and if I'm blessed to be half the woman she is, I'll take it in a heart beat. I definitely didn't have a "normal" childhood. My mother sought out to explore the world.... to maximize her dreams through her raw talent as a writer. She loved to write, still does.. and as a result growing up I lived with a suitcase by my side, I was her lil sidekick.. trying my best to be that driving force to help tackle hurdles.. looking for that ONE opportunity where she'd finally get that chance to do what she loved on a steady basis and also generate an income. In a one parent household we didn't have much money, but she was resourceful and determined. She wrote on a freelance basis and we moved often. By the time I was through 8th grade I had been to nearly 20 schools spanning all across the country from Portland , Oregon to Miami and even overseas where I spent several years living in Spain . It was never glamorous, and we def scraped by, so long as we got by. Some people criticized her for the instability she was instilling in me, yet it only made her strength as a mother more solid. She was my best friend, and though I was young the criticism still managed to trickle down to my ears.. and for that I refused to prove people right. She spoke to me often, always said the right things, always believed in me.. and showed me a tremendous amount of love.. and that kept me straight. I guess school was my outlet. It came easy... and I excelled.Years later, 28 schools later.. and a laundry list of countries we bounced in and out of under my belt... I can def say it was an experience of a lifetime, and I ate a whole lotta humble pie.. I guess I just want to own my high expectations. I refuse to live in someone else's shadow.. or be fueled by someone else's dreams.. and for that I'm not slowing down anytime soon. MT
