An open letter to my mother & to my childhood

I thought I would start out this year with a better, clearer mind. For that I wanted to write an open letter to my mother. It’s been almost three years since we’ve talked and I thought I would clear my chest of what has been burdening me throughout my life and relationship with her.

I grew up in the slums of St. Petersburg, Florida right on the coast of the Gulf. We had a small shanty house on the side of a busy street, across from a rundown church and basketball court. A concrete pad that I had skinned my knee learning how to ride my first bike.

My father worked as a mechanic, working odd jobs at factories and car dealerships. While my mother baby sat local children in the neighborhood to make ends meat. Through her work, my mother met two amazing women with kids of their own, who then grew later into being my family.

My mother was always happy then. Playing with us on the floor. Building sheet tents throughout the entire house like a giant maze. The house was always filled with laughter and music. There’s these beautiful family videos of my mother playing hide & seek with us, that I revisit frequently to remember what was.

Life was happy. Life was good. My father was rarely home, but when he was you couldn’t peel me away from him. I idolized and still do, my father. Since my father was away for work a lot, during the weekends he would plan special “just us days” for my brother and I. My days were filled sitting on my father’s lap playing guitar or working on a car in our front lawn. My brother’s were spent building model rocket-ships and going to our park across the street to launch them. We loved our father and every bit of time we spent with him growing up.

Through hard work and long hours, my Dad finally secured a job as a mechanic for Disney. So our world had to move for his job. That’s just about when everything fell apart.

Without the support of my mother’s close network of friends and family in St. Petersburg, she spiraled into a deep depression. Releasing her frustrations on me and my older brother. Through mental and even physical manipulation and abuse.

Money started to thin and our walls were caving in. My mother had to get a full time job working as an admin at a local business. From there, my brother and I were alone most of time.

We were alone every day. Everyday after school, I’d walk home from the buss stop, my brother would make us snacks and help me with my homework. Then, it was our jobs at the ripe age of 13 & 9 to maintain the home.

Everyday we did the laundry, mowed the lawn and maintained the house repairs. Only to be beaten for missing something or not having dinner ready. There was little food in the house. Times were hard. The only repave I had was to run off to friends houses to hide from my mother’s constant abuse.

My father worked such long hours to support us, that he never had any idea what was happening at home. My grandparents and Aunt (my mother’s family), just pretended everything was fine, even they knew clearly what was happening at home. They sat back and allowed my mother to torment us. They let us go hungry. They let us not have winter coats. They saw it all happening and allowed it to go on.

There were several nights, where the yelling, screaming and physical abuse would go on and on. I could remember, just hiding in my closet in my bedroom. I remember falling asleep in there. Tucked under my blankets. Hiding.

I worked through drug and alcohol addiction through the ages of 15 to 18, I was no longer able to cope with my mother’s constant, never ending abuse.

I was arrested at 16 and charged with 5 felonies. That’s another story for another day.

My brother, my only solid protection from my mother left for college to leave me alone with her. Through my parents divorce, through the physical and mental abuse of my mother. Both my father and I couldn’t cope. We hid. We got home and went into our separate rooms, never to talk to each other in fear of having to interact with my mother.

With my brother being gone, of course I was the only logically tool for my mother to use against my father. I was the “bargaining chip” in their divorce. The relayer of messages between them. The constant middle ground.

My brother came home from college and attempted to help. He quickly got me back on my feet, worked through my addictions, registered me in College and even got me my first job.

I worked my butt off through college, paying for it all on my own. I worked full time hours and went to school full time. All while my brother was there, just cheering me on and when I lapsed he never once judged.

To this day, I never really truly could understand how strong he was. He took the abuse too. And on most days, he took it for me too. He protected me. He gave me my life back and I don’t honestly think that I could ever repay him.

Spring forward to almost three years ago, it was my wedding day! My parents were officially divorced, everything was OK and I was getting married!

Little did I know, that this very day would be the biggest turning point in my life. The day my mother ruined my wedding. My mother dictated the guest list, she dictated the schedule and dictated just about everything else. She showed up to my wedding stoned out of her mind, with two of her half-dressed friends. She and her friends stripped on the dance floor of my wedding, while stoned and drunk. Then to top it off, left early from my wedding to go smoke weed outside our venue. Most of my wedding, was spent hiding just as I did as a child. I hit during my wedding because I couldn’t take them embarrassment.

People were laughing, taking videos and I heard whispers of this being the most “trashy” wedding they had ever been to. Great. Just great. Yes there are still videos floating around on the web….

It was my wedding night, as I was sobbing in the shower at our hotel. I crawled into bed with my husband and said “Ok” and he knew exactly what I meant. It was time to walk away.

My husband had been telling me for years, that this relationship with my mother was eventually going to kill me. He kept telling me, that even though family is family, it’s ok to be selfish and say “enough is enough.”

It’s been three years since I’ve spoken with my mother and I can tell you completely honestly, I have never been happier with my life. My anxiety is under control. I’ve started to make new friends, which I’ve never really been able to open up to before. My husband and I bought a house together and life is just good. It’s really good.

My father has been so supportive of my decision to step away. Because in light of everything, he did too. A year before our wedding, he stepped away from my mother too.

And honestly? He’s extremely happy too. We both are.

As for my brother, he’s still trying to do right by my Mom. Stilling sticking it out, but I am sure one day in the near future, he will understand. My brother and I rarely talk anymore. Since our parents divorce, it’s been figuratively split downtown the middle. We both chose sides. We both made choices. Mine was to step away from our mother and remain by my father’s side. My brother’s was to keep both.

So there’s this, an open letter, I guess to my mother and I guess to you. About my childhood, where I come from and mostly about my relationship with my mother. This was not meant to draw pity or create drama, this is my background. These are the moments that shaped who I am and what I became in spite of my upbringing.

Just keep pushing forward and never ever give up hope.

A letter to our readers!

I cannot believe this is my first time writing in almost four months! I feel like I focused my blog on trips, DIY craft projects and so much that I didn’t really take the time to write was on my mind. I was so concentrated on getting articles up and out, that I never really took the time to genuinely write what has been bogging me down.

Two months ago I started my own businesses, working with ItWorks as a social media influencer. So that has really put my blog on the back burner, even though writing has always been the way I unbind my thoughts and heart.

This year I’m hoping to get back on track, writing once a week instead of focusing on CONTENT CONTENT CONTENT. I’m going to bide down and really write what’s on my mind.

Be on the look out for some new, raw content coming from me for the next few months. While I get back on track here at The Tangled Tinsel ♥️ Thank you readers for always being so supportive!

Exploring the Orlando Neighborhood: The Milk District

Hello Orlandoians! Friday is finally upon us! Thank you for joining me here on The Tangled Tinsel for another Explore Your City adventure! This weekend we are exploring the famed Orlando Milk District!


This adorable little Florida gem is just minutes away from downtown Orlando. Filled with small town charm, this district gets its unique name from residing in the same neighborhood as the T.G. Lee distribution center for Florida! (Check out their unique history here). You can even sign up for a tour of their factory!

For a day trip, be sure to check out their Facebook Events Page to see what’s going on for the weekend! A few weekends ago we visited the Vintage Pop-Up Market and had a FAB time! This small part of Orlando is packed to the rim of vintage shops, quaint little pubs AND tons of local small shop charm.

Even when visiting on a non-event weekend, there is still SO MUCH to see!


Not only is this district FILLED with small town charm, but they have some of the BEST wall murals in Orlando!

I absolutly love exploring my city. Orlando is a beautiful city with so much to do! Even though I spend weekends out and about, I still have an INCREDIBLE amount of energy. I work two full time jobs and still spend the weekends traveling. How I do it? There’s this AMAZING healthy, energy boosting coffee that keeps me going! Want to know more? Check out the company here.  I’d love to share my storm

I would love to see more about your Orlando adventures! Drop me a comment below! Thank you all for reading! Be sure to follow us on Instagram


Exploring your Orlando Neighborhood : Museums on Us

What’s honestly better than going on a cute date with your husband or meeting up with your friend group over the weekend? MAKING IT A FREE ADVENTURE!

If you are in the Orlando area (or anywhere else in the USA) and if you currently are a Bank of America card holder: YOU NEED to check this out! The first weekend of EVERY month Bank of America sponsors all of the local art, science and history museums, allowing free entry to their card holders! (AMAING RIGHT?)

To find what museums are being sponsored in your area, check out the Bank of America site here.

First just a few tricks:

  • Pack a picnic. Between each of the Museums and the Science Center, there is a HUGE beautiful park. An absolutly perfect spot to roll out a quilt and have a picnic.
  • Bring cash for the parking garage. For the weekend it will cost you around $10 to park for the day. The Museums and the Science Center are walkable from the garage.

Here’s a suggested itinerary for making the most out of the weekend! 

Start off at the Orlando Science Center (weekends the open at 10:00AM). Spend time, wandering through all of the fun exhibits the Sceince Center has to offer and even check out one of their IMAX shows!

After the Science Museum, wander back to your car and grab your picnic basket. You can park a blanket right underneath Orlando’s oldest oak tree, located right in front of the Mellenno Museum of art. Best Choice Products 2 Person Wicker Picnic Basket W/ Cutlery, Plates, Glasses, Tableware & BlanketCheck out my absolute FAVORITE picnic basket from Amazon here!

After lunch, step into the Mellenno Museum of Art (weekends they open up at 12PM). Be sure to wander their sculpture gardens out back!

Next stop, Orlando Art Museum (weekends they open up at 12PM).

For the last stop, jump back into your car and make your way to Albin Polasek Museum & Sculpture Gardens (they open up at 1PM on the weekends).

I am obsessed with packing my weekends FULL of activities from kayaking, to wandering countless art museums, I can never keep still. How I do it? I take incredible care of my health. Even though my schedule is JAM packed. Check out my website and stock up on my favorite energizing coffees and green SUPER drinks. Now let’s hit up another museum!

What museums have you visited during the Museum Free Weekend? I would love to see photos below! Thank you all so much for reading! I cannot wait to hear about all of your weekend adventures! 😘😘


Exploring the Orlando Neighborhood : The Wondermande Cafe

Happy Friday 👋🏻 let’s jump right into this weekends fresh date night inspiration!

Last weekend the hubs and I decided to take a day trip up to Sanford, Florida. About 30 minutes from downtown this quaint little city is the absolutely adorable. Cobble streets, cafes and old brick buildings > I was in heaven.

Utilize their free parking along the main road through their historic downtown. About every shop and cafe is about 2 blocks distance from the main strip, so don’t worry too much about seeing everything.

Our goal was to visit the Wondermade Cafe! Wondermade is this complexity unique cafe that sells delectable s’mores! Take your time walking and explore each of the back streets, every area is covered paintings and sculptures.

Stop into Wondermade Cafe and pick up a handmade s’more! They have small jars on the left counter top filled to the brim with unique flavored marshmallows and dark chocolate.

Although, I have to admit, the prices were a BIT EXPENSIVE. (Two small s’mores cost us roughly $7) but it was well worth the price. I picked out strawberry marshmallows and dark chocolate 🤤🤤🤤

I absolutely loved everything about this small downtown strip. My husband and I did end up getting to Sanford a bit later than we had hoped to, so we missed out on a few stops. We defiantly will be back!

Have any of you visited Sanford, Florida or the Wondermade Cafe? I would love to hear about it in the comments below!

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Healthy Living : 5 Thing You Absolutely Need To Beat The Summer Heat ☀️

Summer is fast approaching and if you live in Florida (like me) it’s already in full swing. Here in Florida, I can pretty much say we are experts in beating the summer heat waves; ranging from high 90s and 100% humidity. So here it’s, my secrets to beating the summer heat ☀️☀️

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First on my list: Find a sunscreen that can protect the sensitive skin on your face. Here’s the link to the sunscreen I use. I cannot sing enough praises about this sunscreen! I have naturally oily skin and this sunscreen makes my skin feel so fresh and protected.

Second item on my list: Large floppy hats! Purchase a cute one like this one! I absolutly love stitched quotes in floppy beach hats! Wether I’m visiting the beautiful sunflower fields of Sweetfield Farmers or wandering through local gardens, I love to wear this hat to keep my skin safe from harmful UV rays.

Next up: These comfy elastic sandals. I currently wear these EVERY day in tan and just ordered another pair in navy. These are absolutly my FAVORITE sandals. You can even find me wearing these in the office 🙃 And for only $12 come on!

Next: Find a pair of sunglasses that totally fits your soul. You will see my sporting these cuties in almost every single selfie this summer.

Last up: Find a great pool floaty like this cutie. There’s no better way to spend the hottest summer days by just floating in a cool pool. (Please see adorable husband sitting on giant swan 👇🏻👇🏻) Purchase our actual giant swan here!


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Life Hack : Six Things To Carry in Your Purse – That You Will Thank Me For Later

6 Things I Always Carry In My Purse & You Should Too

I sound like a broken record, but I am SWAMPED. A full time job, on top of all of the volunteering committees I run, on top off blogging > I’m out of breath just thinking about it.

I live that #stresslife

What keeps me going? Always being prepared. I’m prepared that meeting is going to last another hour through lunch. I’m prepared for sticky sick people shaking my hand (gross). I carry all of this in my purse > for all of those “just in case” moments. Here’s my list! These items do include affiliate links to Amazon, meaning I get a very small compensation if you purchase one of these items. BUT I do actually use all of these items every day!


  1. Hand sanitizer in one of those cute dangly plastic animals. I actually own this little unicorn, because I have no shame 🦄🦄 
  2. Bright colored lipstick. You know for those times when you are rocking your athleisure at work and get called into a meeting with executives. 
  3. A rechargeable phone charging brick. For all of those times you run out of juice while traveling
  4. Socks for cold/wet feet. Or honestly, just wearing them underneath your desk when you slip out of those oh-so uncomfortable heels. (Is it weird? I actually have a funny collection of novelty socks like these LOL).
  5. Baby food! I know this is a weird one. I always carry one or two squeezable fruit/veggie purée packs in my purse for those times when meetings extend into lunch meetings and I need to pull myself through. I got this tip actually from a coworker with low blood sugar, it’s a great pickup during those never-ending work days.
  6. Cheap, blank “thank you” cards. I love wowing coworkers with a sweet thank you note for something they did or something I really appreciated (like leaving me the last gluten free cookie in the break room 😏). I love the look on friends or coworkers faces, when you take that extra moment to say “thank you!”. Stash a stack of these adorable floral thank you cards in your purse and in your desk – take those moments to thank your coworkers and friends!

What kind of things do you carry in your purse or backpack? I’d love to hear about them below in the comments or on our Facebook Community Page!

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