What's my story?

I have been afraid to share about myself because of the fear of judgement. Well, that ends today, because I want you to know me. People have been asking questions via Instagram DM, Facebook DM, and in my comments on Instagram, so here are some of the answers to your questions.

So, here it goes, and at first, the back story will be a little brief.

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I was born in Colorado in the 1970's. No, I was not a flower child. One interesting thing about me as a baby was that the nurses thought that I was not my mother's child because I had a ton of dark hair and my skin was olive complexioned.

I broke my foot when I was three and kept walking on it anyway. That kind of thing is part of my personality. I may not feel well, but I still get things done. I am kind of a machine. I am a workaholic and burn myself out and that is the only way I stop. 

Russian? No, although everyone thinks so since my name is Natasha. However, I would love to learn the Russian language, as some of my ancestors are from that region.

As a child, I really loved my dolls and was always the mommy to my younger siblings. That was all I ever wanted to be, a mom...until I discovered music and fashion. After that, I wanted to be a model and did so. I obviously was no supermodel, however, a dream I did fulfill and now am glad for the experience.

When a teen, I was quite the punk chic. I loved black. I loved the new wave music. I loved exploring the wonders of the '80s. That was a great time to be a teen. Back then, I was super naive. Never would I do something that my parents didn't like. A people pleaser? Yes! I wanted approval, but also wanted to explore who I was. I didn't find myself in my teens, but I did have some amazing experiences to look back on.

For now, that will be the era I end on. I will post more tomorrow. If you have questions, keep them coming.