I MISS YOU GUYS!! THANKS FOR THE LOVE AND SUPPORT. I AM UPLOADING A NEW BLOG SHORTLY
I MISS YOU GUYS!! THANKS FOR THE LOVE AND SUPPORT. I AM UPLOADING A NEW BLOG SHORTLY
Thank you to everyone who keeps coming back to Prettywithascar.com to read my stories. That shows that somewhere in this world, my words aren’t getting lost in the internet and people are actually absorbing them and hopefully enjoying reading about the craziness that is my life.
Here are what the next few posts will look like:
Please keep spreading the love…I know it’s needed as this country is so divided.
P.s.- I saw the following movies and docu-series recently that I recommend giving a ganderrrrr:
On my shit list:
Okay so I took forever to update my blog. I haven’t updated since January and I am very sorry. I’m like a chicken running around with its head cut off. I have been up to a lot but nothing too wild. Here is what I have been up to in photos since we last spoke–hanging out with the fiance and the dog, Christmas/Hanukkah at TeamPerkiHor Residence, Francis Wallace at his 1st Book Signing, Valentine Dinner, Alma Mater fun at Bentley’s in College Park after the Terps won, one of my favorite Oscar party dresses worn by Diane Kruger, my new favorite local makeup Artist– @makeupbyNoureen –she’s doing the Bridal party makeup, and Florida fun:
Francis and I connected in the beginning of November to talk about PR strategies so we can help get his book, The Will To Live, out in the hands of Readers who love to read autobiographical stories. We decided to do a video to help get the word out. Fortunately for Francis, he looks great and had a lovely night of sleep the night prior. Unfortunately for me, I was nursing a bit of a hangover and had to spackle my face with
spraypaint foundation in order to look semi awake (sorry for the shiny face and unbrushed hair in advance).
Hope you guys like the video that Francis will be sending out to Journalists, TV Hosts, Hospitals, Newspapers and Magazines– people we admire in the world who already make a difference by sharing news and stories that can help and inform others.
Until we talk again,
It’s Friday and I am so excited to start the weekend off with dressing up for Halloween. Check out my lovely Double Eyes Alien Photo (1st two pictures below left). I am practicing my look for tomorrow when I head to New Jersey for the weekend. My brother and his family live in a neighborhood where it seems as though every cool New Yorker who wanted land and a family, moved and created a beautiful, artsy, and fun family town 30 minutes outside of NYC. Tomorrow’s festivities will include decorating the house scary, going to the town Halloween Festival, trick or treating with the nephews, and then all gathering back at the house for a neighborhood adult drinking party at around 8pm. Sounds fun, right? I can’t wait to see my nephews dressed up. I always got dressed up for Halloween. My mom was very creative with me even after my accident. One time, she knew that I wanted to dress up, but it was hard for me because my scars were so thick on my chin, so she said, “How about I turn you into an old man and put a beard on you.” Can you believe it? I would rather be an old man at 13 years old for Halloween then to be myself. But truthfully, I felt more like myself when my scars weren’t showing to the world. I felt like people could talk to me without mentioning my looks or stumbling on their words because they were too focused on what I looked like.
Anyway, as I grew older, my creative costumes because more “slutty” costumes and Halloween became less about fun and more about fitting in and drinking. Luckily that stage came and went and for the past several years, I tried to be more creative with face painting and scaring people. Here are some pictures from 2013 and 2014. I am missing the one where I dressed like a crazy lady who escaped an insane asylum, but just come by my bed any early morning. You will catch a glimpse of what that costume looked like. Ha! I love Youtube because all I have to do is search, “Halloween creepy face makeup” and tons of Users post amazing videos teaching me how to do these things. All it takes is some white face paint, black marker face paint, fake red blood and voila! You can be a number of different creative things.
So you know how I never wear my hair up in public unless I am wearing a scarf or I am around people who I am very closed to? Well, this is the first year where I am wearing my hair up. (Thanks Dr. Dubrow and Dr. Nassif). I am heading to a popular and trendy restaurant in DC shortly for dinner and drinks with one of my best friends. I am going to try keeping my hair up the whole time. Yes I know that my white face paint will help hide the scarring, but as my sister told me last year, “it’s interesting how you are even more confident with your face paint on when the face paint isn’t covering anything.” She continued to say that she loved my confidence with or without face paint. And she is right. I love Halloween because I use it as an excuse where I can transform for a day or two without feeling the public eyes burning a whole through my chin. At least that’s what I continue to tell myself. Now only if I could have this confidence every day of the year. Hold on tight, I am working on it.
Have a very fun and safe Halloween! My next few blog posts are going to be super interesting. Can’t wait to share. xo
Everyone, meet Francis Wallace (pictured below). Francis read my article in The Washington Post back in April 2014 and found me through Google. It turns out he didn’t have to do much stalking as my name and pictures are very searchable. Haha. Yey, what every person wants– personal stories and hideous photos blasted all over the internet for years to come! ; )
Anyway, back to my story. Let’s flashback to not even 2 weeks ago when I received an email on my Linkedin page from Francis. His message wash short. “Hi Cristina. I read your story in The Washington Post. I am also a burn survivor. Can you give me a call, please?” You know me, whenever anyone writes me after knowing about my fire accident, I immediately write back. This time, I gave Francis a call. Upon completing the phone call, I learned a few things about Francis. Francis sounded like a gentle man who happens to live right outside of Washington, DC– very close to me. He read my article in the Post a few months back, lost the article and went on a frantic search to find me. He just felt like he needed to meet me. For anyone to want to meet me makes me feel special. Why me you ask, right? Well Francis has written a book called, A Will to Live and was in the final editing stages before production. He wanted to meet me because my story in the Post resonated with him and he felt that I had a story to tell and he wanted to hear it. Being the trusting person I am, I made an appointment to meet with Francis at a coffee shop in Washington, DC. Of course once I told my sister I was going to meet with a man alone whom I had never met before in D.C. during the the early morning hours, she freaked out. I however didn’t. Remember when I told you that Francis sounded like a gentle man over the phone? He also made sure to tell me that he was married and has daughters. He then added me on Facebook so I knew he was a real human being with a life of his own and I gathered that he was a religious family man. He wasn’t a cookoo for coco puffs who wanted to use my hair as tooth floss and my skin as a door mat. Well at least that’s the vibe I got. So last week I met up with Francis. We both happened to arrive at the same time, park, and walk while talking to each other on the phone. As soon as I turned a corner to head to the entrance of the coffee shop, there he was– Francis Wallace. As soon as we saw each other, we gave one another a big hug.
Francis Wallace is a 75 year old black man who was burned on over 85% of his body at the age of 25 in a fire that stemmed from an outdoor BBQ Grill. Then there is me–a 30 year old, white female who was burned at the age of 10 on less than 5% of my body in an accident that stemmed from a garage fire. Francis and I connected over a sweet tea and cappuccino. We spoke for almost 2 hours. He told me that his book has been years in the making, but it wasn’t until 2 years ago when he really got serious about finishing his book. The stories that Francis told me about his life not just about the fire, are INCREDIBLE. Real, raw and they made me yearn to want to know more about his life. I shared some of my stories to Francis and he said to me, “Cristina, you have a story to tell. There is a reason why we both survived. Let’s share our stories together.” Francis is right. I do have stories to tell and have written around 20 pages of a book that I began a few years back. I just keep putting it off. I was hoping that this blog would suffice, but Francis pushed me and said that I needed to finish my book.
Francis doesn’t know me well but he knew that we were meant to cross paths and work together. After meeting Francis though, it seemed as though we had known each other for years. How can two completely different people feel a connection? How could one person who is very religious and the other person who considers herself more spiritual than religious have a deeper connection? Francis and I share a significant experience in our lives that dictated the rest of our lives. Francis and I may seem like we are from two worlds apart, but we aren’t. We are both living, breathing humans that believe in a greater power that somehow allowed us to keep on going and live the best life we could live despite falling down several times throughout our lives.
Francis is my new friend and will be my friend for life. I cannot wait until Francis’ book comes out and I get to go hear him speak and do book signings. I wish a ton of success for him and I know he wants the same for me. Francis and I decided last week that we are going to both begin speaking at events while he promotes his book and I finish my book. Francis and I have an unlikely friendship, but underneath it all, we are the same. I cannot wait to share more stories. I’ll get Francis to do a video blog with me on my Youtube Channel and we will continue working together and pushing together to be the best people we can be, because after all, we made it out of those fire accidents alive. We are so damn lucky to be alive.
I hope you are enjoying life right now. I am glad it is sunny and around 72 degrees outside in Washington, D.C. today. Of course, I am stuck at my desk. But at least I can look out of the window. Haha. Anyway, I had trouble falling asleep the past 3 nights. When my mind won’t shut off, I medicate myself. I know– so not healthy to do, but I’ll either take Tylenol PM or Mucinex 12 hour syrup. Those 2 medications work wonders. They worked so well though that I ran out of them, dammit! So there I go at around 10:00pm the other night scrambling to find something that would put my mind at ease and allow me to sleep in peace. The only thing I found crowded in with all of my health and beauty products was NyQuil PM. So I took a shot of NyQuil. Well that worked until 4:00am the last two nights. Then from 4:00am on, I was wide awake. Which is fine. I got to record my video for Youtube without my dog, Belle, or my fiance, Jason, walking around in the background. Last night however, after I tucked myself in to bed with a shot of NyQuil, I lied there thinking about the most random things. A memory from when I was 10 years old popped into my head. I actually think about this memory more often than I ever thought I would and I feel compelled to share it with you. So the story goes like this…
It’s early afternoon, I am getting back into the swing of things at school after my fire accident. I have 3rd degree thick red burn scars all over my chin and part of my cheek and 1st and 2nd degree burns on the rest of my face. I don’t exactly look like your average happy 10 year old kid. I got that. I understood that I was different looking. I expected adults to treat me better, but in most cases, they were the absolute meanest people to me. Well, little did I know that I not only had adult haters, but I also had adult haters with disabilities! Every other month, my school would gather in the gym to watch a performance of some sort. This time around, a team of handicap basketball players came to play basketball and show off all kinds of neat tricks. They were trying to teach kids that you can do whatever you set your mind to and that in the end, regardless of how we look, we are all in fact humans and ultimately the same underneath. What a sweet lesson to teach, right?
Thirty minutes into the game, the Manager of the team went around to pick students to volunteer and play basketball with the team in wheelchairs. I saw all of my fellow classmates raise their hands so high for the chance to play, so I then thought I would raise my hand a little. Of course, the Manager found my slightly risen burned hand in the air and chose me to get out there into a wheel chair and play with the team. I shyly went out onto the court, and when I got into my wheel chair I noticed some of the guys on the team looking at me with disgust on their faces. I ignored it and began rolling around in the chair. The game began and everyone was rolling around and the ball got tossed to me. I got excited, placed the ball in my lap and began rolling around in the wheel chair looking for a person to pass the ball to—the person I wanted to pass to immediately rolled away from me. I then turned to my left and tried to pass it to someone else and this guy still had a weird look on his face from even the sight of me, so finally I decided to just make a shot—- and of course, as my life goes– I threw an air ball. I was immediately then escorted out of my chair and told to go back to my seat with the other students where I proceeded to get made fun of by a few male classmates.
This memory makes me laugh now, but also has me confused. Why in the world were handicap people disgusted by me? Shouldn’t we all be on the same team? Team Different! But the truth is, we are all human and there are certain things that gross us out and sometimes, we only think about how grossed out we are, and sometimes we show it on our faces, and even sometimes we have verbal diarrhea and say something completely messed up or inappropriate out loud. I try to be as non judgmental of people’s physical traits because I am in fact a burn victim. I’m sure when I say something, people are probably thinking, “umm you are one to talk, Crissy.” So I prefer to keep my opinions to myself and remind myself that we are all human, we all judge and we all react in different ways. It’s okay. But please when you catch yourself showing your facial expressions of disgust or saying things, think about the people around you that you affect. While I am so used to people staring at me, saying things, etc, I can’t help but let it affect me for a minute before I move on to the next thought. But that memory will be implanted in my head. No one is perfect. No point in being mean. All it ends up doing is making yourself look bad or insecure. So moral of the story– there is no Team Different. We are all human underneath. I guess the basketball players were teaching the right lessons after all.
Love my Readers! Have a great day!!
I finally have my video ready to load onto Youtube. But first, here are a few shots I took before and after the video. None of these photos are re-touched in any way, shape or form (as you can tell). Can you believe how much better my chin looks?? I can actually smile facing to the front now. I haven’t smiled like a regular person in years. Really–YEARS. I still have a little bit more work to have done on the scarring and shape of the chin, but for the most part, I am VERY pleased that Dr. Dubrow and Dr. Nassif have been able to change my life by actually doing what they said they were going to do to my chin. In my 10 operations prior to the one in late 2014, I had Doctors (some quite arrogantly) tell me that my chin was going to look amazing and as if I never got into a fire accident. Sadly, they were all wrong and kept botching my surgeries. I felt defeated, and ended up believing that this was the way I was supposed to live my life….with a scar. So I did what any person would do– I made the best out of my situation. And I continue to live my life with pure happiness. You have to come to that conclusion before you can seek any sort of happiness. You have to tell yourself that you only have one life to live and you have to make the best with what you have, and if you want something more, then you have to work for it. A lot of people want easy solutions. It can all be easy if you remove the negative thinking and only seek positive energy in your life. I do understand though that some people are born depressed or angry. Anyway, more on this later. For now– here are some shots taken this morning. I lightened my hair. Do you like it? Well, don’t answer that. I always get 50% of people telling me they love it, and then the other 50% like me so much better with the darker hair color. You can never please anyone. Oh well!
Have a great day! Anyone going to watch the new season of E!s’ Botched? How about watch Dr. Dubrow and Heather Dubrow’s new talk show after Botched??? I will be tuning in as I hope you do too : ) Check out my video on youtube later if you want to have a little laugh!
P.s- Thank you to the Merideth Veira Show for mentioning my name when Dr. Dubrow and Dr. Nassif were on there talking about Botched! Great show. I got a few emails after that episode aired.
I am currently in South Beach, Florida visiting our Southern Headquarters that just so happens to be on the 34th floor of a condo overlooking the bay on one side and the ocean on another side. It’s beautiful out here. I truly never thought I would like Miami. I just thought it seemed very pretentious. But truthfully, now that I am visiting here again after 10 years, I am older and able to look past the crazy night life scene and notice that Southern Florida is absolutely beautiful and the people have thus far been lovely. I have had a couple of people tell me that they saw me on TV and they loved the episode. That makes me feel really special that people still care about my well being. I never thought anyone would. I send all of the love right back!! I walk around with a big smile on my face because well one–I no longer smile and have a chin the size of Gaston’s from Beauty and the Beast, and two–I continue to know that life is so beautiful.
Anyway, I want to answer a question that I received in my email not to long ago from a Reader from Louisiana. She told me that she has a large mole on her face and often wears cover up but sometimes the cover up mixed with the darker color mole, makes her skin look a bit purple/brown in color. She wants to know what I use on my reddish scars to conceal the color. Well my stunning Reader, I dab a green liquid concealer over the red parts of my scar, light concealer around my eyes, nose and surrounding skin around my nose, and blend regular skin color foundation on the rest of my face and over the green and light concealers. While I don’t know how to disguise the brown color of a mole, I have a good idea of the foundations that will cover it REALLY well as they cover mine great. The only thing I cannot hide is the raised part of my scars. I would need to put on a mask of a new face to do that. Ha! Eew…moving on and in detail in later posts!
My next few blog posts will be uploaded onto youtube so I can show exactly what I use and how I look with certain foundations. That way you can get an honest review on the makeup and see if something would either be too thick or light of a foundation for what you are trying to conceal. I have absolutely no idea how to make a professional video where I am talking over my video, so bare with me. I will do mine in parts until I learn how to be a bit more tech savvy with my site.
Until then…a few recent photos from my friend’s wedding I was a bridesmaid in, Taylor Swift concert where her face was blocked on the big screen the entire time, late night swimming at my parent’s pool in Miami and then one of the terrace views from my parent’s home in Miami…life is too short so I make sure to enjoy it as often as possible!!
|I know it sounds ridiculous because I have been featured in National Publications and was on a TV show. BUT it’s true. While I wanted to tell my story to meet people who share similar stories of hardship, the idea of keeping up a blog, twitter, Instagram, etc just doesn’t appeal to me. To me, it sounds a bit arrogant because I am not offering anything but advice. I’m not teaching any skill. My advice giving is not a skill and not the end all be all of what it takes to make you a happier person. I simply reveal my experiences with how I came out of darker times throughout my life. I hope it helps people, but I do NOT think I am special in any way and I am only doing this blog because I have been told that my stories are entertaining and help some. The moment people stop coming up to me and writing me will be the day that I stop writing, because I don’t want to be revealing my thoughts if they don’t help anyone. Ha.|
|So anyway, I said that I was going to go through my Memorial Day weekend in my last post. Nothing out of the ordinary happened. It was an absolute blast. We stayed at my mom’s boyfriend’s house in Bethany Beach, Delaware, then went out to Fagers Island in Ocean City, Jam Session at Bottle and Cork in Dewey Beach and the Starboard in Dewey where Jason (my boyfriend) met legendary former University of Maryland Basketball Coach, Gary Williams, Indiana Hoosier’s Basketball Coach (can’t remember name) and CEO of Under Armour, Kevin Plank. He had drinks with them and that pretty much made his life. He was like a giddy little school boy. I don’t blame him though. I would be freaking out if I met Oprah. I love that woman. I feel like she would be such a blast one minute, and then could get really deep the next minute while still being ridiculously entertaining. Anyway, I digress…|
|So since we last spoke, I not only went to the beach, I also went camping on the beaches of Assateague Island with my family. It was so much fun to be one with nature. Poor Jason doesn’t think so though as he forgot to put bug spray on after he got out of the ocean water, that he got bitten over 100 times!! Haha. He was so sore and I cannot help but laugh a little because anyone who has gone camping, has gotten bitten a ton of times at one point or another. Jason had only been camping a 1/2 of a time before in his life. So he is still new to the whole outdoorsy thing.|
|One big thing happened on Saturday May 30th—I got engaged!! Jason completely surprised me with a beautiful 2 carat round solitaire with a white gold pave band. I am only writing out exact details because I always wonder when I see the beautiful rings on my friends and family. I have never been more happily surprised in my life. I thought Jason and I were entertaining friends from New Jersey that weekend. We were excited to show them around DC and took them to the Monuments. Never in a million years did I know that Jason had been planning a surprise this grand with 40 of my family and friends behind my back! I hung out with all of those people at some point or another since the time they found out that he wanted to propose to me in April and still I have no idea how they were all dead silent about my engagement. You would think someone would slip up and no one did. I am eternally grateful. The last time I was surprised was when Jim died. Before that, I have never been surprised and I had always wanted a great surprise. Jason did it and I don’t know how I got so lucky to meet this incredible man who genuinely loves me and my flaws.|
|Above is the video my cousin edited to make even more special of the day when she posted Bruno Mars’s music to a few videos edited together. Forever, my ugly cry face will be on the internet, but you guys have already seen it if you remember me on Botched. ; )Until we talk again! Have an incredible remainder of the week. I’ll post my first video message on my youtube channel in my next post. Ahhhhh! I can already hear the insults. Ha.|
Thank you for the continued support. I couldn’t be more grateful of what came out of sharing my story to millions of viewers. I hope to continue helping more people who feel like they are the only people going through certain things and I will be sure to update you shortly.
I see that my bestie Cristian/Bambi is getting lots of positive feedback on the pictures of part of my apartment he helped decorate. He loves hearing from the Readers who have contacted him about setting up an appointment to check out their space they want his help with. He is whoring himself out for $25 per hour to my awesome Readers. He usually charges $125 per hour. Trust me–even if you spend 2 hours with him in your home, he will work with you on what you already have and arrange things in a way that will make your home look SO MUCH BETTER. So anyway, thanks guys!
P.S-I just got engaged!!! Follow me on INSTAGRAM TO SEE ME GO THROUGH THE WHOLE WEDDING PROCESS & UPDATE IT MORE WITH PICTURES! I DECIDED THAT MY FIRST YOUTUBE VIDEO WILL BE OF MY SURPRISE ENGAGEMENT. CRAZY HOW IT HAPPENED!! I WILL UPDATE MORE SHORTLY!!
Have a beautiful WEDNESDAY! Talk soon!!!!!
I did something really, incredibly dumb. And I regret it.
I decided that almost a month after my episode aired, I would check Twitter to see what people said about the show. Big mistake. While most people were so supportive and nice about the show, 3 people–and yes, I am specifically calling out 3 people–made comments that kind of hurt my feelings…for a few minutes. At the end of the day though, those people don’t know me. If they actually met me, they would like me and find the beauty in me. At least this is what I am telling myself to feel better. Hahaha.
One person asked if I was born a man. You would think I would be terribly offended by this. But I wasn’t only because nowadays, men who dress as women are looking so natural and GORGEOUS. So you think I was a man because I had a bad accident that turned my chin a bit more square looking? That’s nice of you to say. You must be a miserable person and to make yourself feel better, you put an insult out there on social media in hopes of getting some ‘likes’ or ‘retweets’. I don’t let these things affect my spirit. I know a few transgendered people, cross dressers and drag queens. They are hot and gorgeous and if you want to put me in any of those categories, do it! I could only wish I was as fabulous as many of the people I know.
Another person said that I looked like I had a dick print on the side of my chin. Hahaha. I have absolutely no idea what that even means. So you are watching a show about my fire accident and the only thing you could think about was seeing some sort of male body part on the side of my chin?? I’m so confused. People are weird.
Those 2 comments weren’t that terribly offensive to me. The one that bothered me for a few minutes was this guy who tweeted that the Doctors said that they did all they could do with the Botched patients and we are still ugly. When I saw the time stamp, my reveal wasn’t even aired yet!? He got retweeted a few times from that comment. While I don’t know if he placed me in that group of Botched patients, the word, ‘ugly,’ is still so harsh. Geezzz– keep it to yourself. I know I’m not everyone’s cup of tea, but can you at least say, ‘not that pretty,’ or “not very attractive’? Ha. My friend later told me that the tweet was directed to the transgendered person who was on the show with me. Honestly, it doesn’t matter though. Because that person was nice on the show and didn’t deserve that mean comment. I was also on Botched–granted I never would have elected to have plastic surgery if I didn’t need to, but still. I was on that episode. You say something mean about them, you are also kind of hurting my feelings.
When you put yourself out there to the world. Expect to be judged. It’s normal. We all do it. But know that when you put that nasty energy out there in the world, that nasty energy will come right back to you. I would NEVER post something on social media that hurts another person. Why? What is the point? So a few other people can make you feel cool for a minute? I would never talk nasty about someone else (who I do not know well personally) because it only shows insecurity.
Anyway, I will never look at social media again when it comes to me. But I will continue putting myself out there and telling more personal stories because the more we learn about eachother, the less hate we have towards one another in this world. At the end of the day, we are all living, breathing, animals.
Have a great weekend!! Below are a few pictures of Jason’s and my new apartment we moved into a month ago. We have one room left to decorate, but here are a few of our family room to show for now. My best friend Cristian helped me design the place. He’s a high end Designer but is branching off a bit on his own, so if you want to have him help you accessorize your place or start designing from scratch, he is giving my reader’s a $75 dollar discount per hour to make it $25 per hour to have him at your home. How cool is that? If you want him to travel, traveling expenses are incurred, but if you are in the Washington, DC metro area, then contact me for his email address or you can contact him directly through Facebook.
(photos courtesy of Cristian Mendoza)
I hope you have been enjoying your week thus far. I cannot write long because I have a ton of work to do, but hopefully you can come back to the site soon as I am going to post a conversation full of questions that I am going to ask my boyfriend about what it’s like dating a girl with a scar. Surely, when he imagined how his future love of his life would look, I didn’t come into mind first or probably at all. It’s interesting how we picture our lives a certain way because that’s the only way we think we would be completely happy. If you let go of those mentalities, you will realize that your true happiness will unfold before your eyes. Trust me. I have a story for you…
Until then, here are a few pictures of me from when I was around 7 years old before my accident, then at 11 years old after my accident, then at 17 years old after–at that point, I had 4 reconstructive surgeries on my chin and left cheek. I will try to enlarge the picture so you can see it in greater detail. My mom put makeup on my chin for the school picture in the middle so it wouldn’t look as red and thick. I love that woman.
Now that Press & hype from my episode of Botched is dying down, I figure that only the people who really want to know what it’s like to live a day in my shoes and not hear about the PG version per se, will be the ones reading from here on out. I will begin detailing moments from my personal life in hopes of having people who relate to me, talk about it and let me know that I am not alone. Then we can begin spreading the word of the Gospel- just kidding– just spreading words of love for everyone and teaching people that being a good person and shining from the inside, out makes so much more of an impact then being mean or negative.
I want to share with you a story about a REALLY mean person from my past. Think back to the time when you were in middle school. Now add, a few zits, slightly spread apart teeth, changing hormones, average body size, and a thick red scar on your chin. While I was SO lucky to have a close knit group of friends who happened to be popular in middle school, it was so hard to try to be normal when I would walk in the hallways, and random people would point at me and say, “Eew! That’s the most disgusting thing I’ve ever seen!” Or, they would jump back against the wall when I walked by for fear that if they got near me, they would ‘catch’ what I had. Those moments kept reminding me that I was no longer that innocent and naive 10 year old girl without a scar. I was now a ‘monster’, ‘freak,’ and ‘ugly’.
One day in particular stands out. I was on the bus ride home. The bus was packed as usual. Out of no where, one of the loud kids on the bus yells, “who do you guys think is the ugliest person on the bus?” And without a flinch, he screeched, “HER” as he pointed to me. Several kids on the bus mouths dropped when they saw where the finger was pointed. Even they knew that what he said was awful. Especially since I was nice to everyone. When he pointed to me, all I did was get up from my seat, face still red, and walked to the front of the bus to take a seat. I was mortified and wanted to burst into tears but I couldn’t for fear of being even more the ‘center of attention.’ I sat in silence the rest of the bus ride and when I got home, I walked to my bedroom and just cried.
Cut to a few years later and I was 16 years old. I see this asshole at a party! Of course, I strategically hid my scar when I saw him– scared that he would point me out again in front of everyone. I tried at all costs to avoid him at the party actually, but as the night wore on, I couldn’t avoid him any longer. I felt his eyes on me throughout the party. He came up to me as I was standing by the CD player, tapped me on my shoulder, smiled, and asked if I knew of a good song to play next. I realize then, that he didn’t recognize me. Those eyes staring at me were that of a boy who seemed interested in me. He continued to be flirtatious with me as I mumbled a few words out about music. Within a minute or two though, I just walked away into another room and stood in the dark. I had a wide range of emotions. I really hope he doesn’t recognized that it’s me. Am I the one who is laughing last? Nope–because there I was, at a party with a basement full of scar-less teenagers, alone in the dark– and when I was ready to show my face outside again, he was gone.
In the end, nobody won.
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ow I'm feeling right now in my office!! When you go from less than 100 people looking at your blog, to over 3000 in a week, your mind is blown. I thought 100 people was a lot of Visitors and was super excited to keep writing for those 100 people and robots. And then I did Press for Botched and WOW, 3000+ Visitors later and here I am gettin' my groove on. Ha. Thank you to the various media outlets who support this blog and all that I want to do to make life a little easier for those of us who are a little different looking than most other people. When I hit the 5000 page load mark, I will create my own Gif and put it up there. That should be motivation to help spread the blog, right? ; )
Anyway, let me share a story with you about this past weekend trip. As I have mentioned in previous posts, my brother is happily married with 3 boys all under the age of 7. They live in this beautiful town 30 minutes outside of New York City called, Maplewood, NJ. The boys are so well behaved and often, parents try to model their parenting skills off of how they see my brother, Carlos and his wife, Annie, parent.
Well, I knew since the boys were born, I would have to one day have that dreaded talk with them about what happened to my face. However, it’s been 7 years since the oldest one was born and he never made any comments about my chin. To him, I’m just his Tia Crissy. So I figured my brother and Annie had the talk with him at some point. Surely, no kid is this quiet when curiosity strikes their sweet minds, right?
Cut to a few days ago when on this past trip, the 7 year old treated me like I was a celebrity. Haha. He pulled out The Washington Post and mentioned how cool it was that his ‘Tia Crissy” was in the paper. At one point at dinner on Friday, he pulled up this hot plate to his chin to smell the food and he accidentally burned himself. He touched his chin and with the most excited look on his face, says, “wowwww, now I know how you felt when you burned your chin. I may also end up with a scar!” Throughout the weekend, he would continue to proudly show off my article in The Washington Post. It’s interesting how I have spent 20 years of my life shy and insecure about my chin and here I have a 7 year old who thinks it’s cool to be different. People have called me brave and courageous for years, but really, the real brave and courageous people are the ones who are able to embrace their physical differences and not be so concerned that how you look might offend other people. The brave ones are the people who are able to look past the physical and see the beauty within someone. I admire my nephew who is so special and doesn’t care that I have a scar– because at the end of the day, he’s just proud that his Tia is in the paper and made it for being different. I love you my little Carlos Eli and cannot wait to see how you continue to grow and inspire the young and…old…er.
I’ll write again tomorrow. xo and thank you all for continuing to read my posts. You’ve made my year. : )
Guess what?! My blog is Googleable and Yahooable. I randomly tried searching it today and it worked!! I never thought I would see the day. It’s awesome!! Also, I went on Fox5’s Good Day DC and had a great time talking with the Newscaster, Holly Morris about Botched and this blog. It was such a fun time. Holly is very personable and kept the conversation light and easy. I have been a fan of Fox5 ever since I was a kid and Tony Perkins was on air pre-Good Morning America. I also own a condo right across from the studio, so I would often walk by while they were doing live news programs outside in front of the building. Good Day DC has a great team of people who are really funny. They made me laugh so hard this morning when I was in the green room watching on the tv of them go back and forth with banter.
Anyway, I hope your week has been great! Mine has been a bit of an emotional rollercoaster with doing Press, having Botched air and opening myself up to the world. I unfortunately will not be blogging this weekend because I am heading to New Jersey to visit my brother, his wife and their 3 kids. Have you ever been around 3 kids under the age of 7, 2 parents, a 15 year old foreign exchange student that happens to be your cousin, 4 grandparents, 1 great grand parent, a brother in law, sister and boyfriend all under one roof? If you haven’t, then this is what you should expect to look like by the time Monday morning rolls around:
Don’t get me wrong, we have so much fun throughout the entire weekend. But it is non stop on the go beginning at 6am when one of the little munchkins wakes up, tip toes downstairs quietly so when they jump on you in bed, they can realllllly startle the living sh*t out of you, and then your night ends with a belly full of food and booze at around 2am. I’m looking forward to family time. I just will not have any time to blog. But I promise you, come Monday, I will have lots to talk with you about.
So let me tell you why my blog is titled the way it is. After getting lots of attention from amazing people who are fans of the various news, radio and E! show I was on, I have received numerous messages from people. One particular Reader wrote me a very sweet email and related to me in a lot of ways. There I was, reading the email and so excited that I could talk with someone about what it’s like to have a facial scar. So after the email ends, I quick reply to her and talk about how we are alike and how I completely understand where she is coming from and even followed up the email with questions. Well, it’s been 2 days and I have yet to hear a response. I think I scared away a potential friend because I was too desperate and excited that I found someone with what I thought were some similarities. So now I’m beginning to think that maybe I should have waited a few days to respond to her email so I could play it cool. I should have written something short and simple. Or, maybe she was just busy. Or, maybe she got into an accident and died? Oh man, I hope the latter is not the case! But it’s funny how we put ourselves in these positions. Because seriously, at the end of the day, who cares? So what if one person doesn’t respond to an open ended email I wrote back? She wrote me first and she took the time to let me know that she’s a fan. No need for a potential friendship. Like my other emails I have received, hers is no different because she also has a facial scar. Just because on the outside people seem similar, it doesn’t mean that they are in the inside. You can’t expect everyone to think like you do. You have to let things slide off your back when things don’t go your way. And at the end of the day, always remember that the little things are just that, so little.
Have a great weekend!! I will write again on Monday!!
What did you think about the season premiere of Botched? I have a few things to say about it…so let’s get started. First and foremost, thank you to EVERYONE who has supported me. I am so appreciative of you all. I even heard from people that WTOP did end up mentioning me on air!! I absolutely love WTOP. I can listen to them for hours. I was supposed to do Fox5’s Good Day DC this morning, but unfortunately, the studio had to be evacuated and my appearance was cancelled. I hope everything turns out okay at the building and they can move forward with programming!
Anyway, the show premiered last night on E! and I have to say that I am looking at the show from a different perspective because I went through 5 months of filming and know about some EXTREMELY pivotal moments that had to get cut because of time. But man, what an impact those moments would have made had they made it on to air. Oh well. I do have most of the Skype video that my brother and I filmed. To me, that was the most emotional moment. The conversation between my brother and I was a conversation that needed to happen for 20 years. I love my brother more than anything and just wanted him to know that he was my hero. He helped save me from that fire and because of his and my sister’s quick reactions on that horrible day, I am alive and thriving. Perhaps I will post that skype video one day. Just not today.
It cannot be easy editing 5 months of film into a short episode. It takes so much work to produce an interesting and fun program. I have so much respect for the people at E! and Evolution Media. I thank them for not turning my accident into a joke. While I do wish my strong mother was featured more in the episode, I understand that time was limited and they did the best they could. I also do wish the episode featured my blog because I know so many people can benefit from reading and relating to me in some way. I know that I definitely could use some new friends to relate to when it comes to being physically different. Oh well. I am so thankful that The Washington Post, WTOP, 107.3, and NBC4 were so kind to mention it. I feel so appreciative and words cannot describe the gratitude I feel.
Moving forward– I will be switching companies and working for a commercial real estate and development company. I am so excited to be part of this new team. They have purchased properties all over Florida, Washington, DC, Maryland and Virginia. It’s going to be fun going through the creative process at the new company. So I will be transferring to that company in May. As for my side start up business, it is called, MySocialKeys.com and I am no longer worried about mentioning it on here. It is currently in beta testing and will be for another month. I really want to make sure that I produce a social networking and event site for women 21 years of age and up that I would be proud and excited to join. So far though, it’s awesome and I cannot wait for the launch!! As for this blog–I’m going to keep on writing and being as honest and real as possible. I hope to make money so I can start my charity and begin funding in a variety of ways the deserving burn victims and their families who are affected by burns and fire. I am also going to start a Youtube Channel called– you guessed it~ Prettywithascar. I will begin posting makeup tutorials and answering Reader’s questions. I would like to begin public speaking. Not only to help motivate others to be the best people they can be, but to help myself. Sometimes you need to put yourself in uncomfortable situations in order to make yourself a stronger person. So if you want to hire me for doing your makeup, speaking at an event, talking one on one with someone, etc. than you know how to reach me!
Now let’s talk about present day and how I look. Scroll down to see the size of my chin after my botched surgery in 2005. Then scroll back up to see how the shape looks now. I will forever sing Dr. Nassif and Dr. Dubrow’s praises. These guys have changed my life. I feel so much more confident and it’s funny because I still have a facial scar. But I don’t even care. Of course, I’m still a little insecure about my scar. But I’m no longer super concerned about my face shape. As People Magazine puts it, I no longer look like Marvel’s Thanos. Hahaha. That was a good one, People. I totally had the face shape of that guy. Those clever writer’s over there had me laughing when I read that.
Anyway, here are pictures I had taken from 2 weeks ago up until this morning. I made sure to take pictures in different lighting so you could see the shape of my chin in all different types of lighting. Nothing was re-touched and nothing was filtered. If you think I’m still hideous, then that’s fine. It’s your opinion. Just please don’t post the negativity on my blog. Haha.
Thank you again to all those amazing people who have supported me throughout this whole process. LOVE YOU ALL!!! I’m going to begin posting everyday. I have almost 500 Reader’s and I can’t believe it. No more spammers but legit humans actually reading my blog. : ) thank you!!!!!!!!!!!
First and foremost, I would like to thank EVERYONE who took the time to share The Washington Post article on Facebook. That was so crazy and mind blowing to see so many people support me–even the people whom I haven’t spoken to in a long time. Their love hasn’t come unnoticed. I feel SO lucky. Secondly, I’d like to thank Sarah, Ty and Mel from DC’s 107.3 for interviewing me and being so supportive of this blog and the show. I love when strong women are in lead positions and I love when a strong man is man enough to be supportive of those women and share the spotlight. If you haven’t checked out their morning show, you should. They are very relatable people. Thirdly, I’d like to thank NBC’s Kristin Wright and her awesome crew member, Darren, for coming to Jason’s and my apartment to shoot a segment that will air at 4:50pm, 5:45pm and 6:30pm tonight on the most popular news station in the Washington, DC metro area, NBC4. Kristin is so gorgeous, well spoken and smart. I guarantee she will continue to excel from here on out. Lastly, I’d like to give shout outs to WTOP, Dateline and The Today Show who originally wanted to make something work with promoting the show and the blog, but couldn’t before the show airs tonight. It’s okay. I completely understand and will continue to be a fan of the shows.
I can’t believe the time is almost here. It still feels surreal. I’ve been receiving lots of positive feedback but have already encountered a slightly negative comment from someone. The Reader said something like, “only if we all could have money to pay for surgeries.” Well Reader, you are right. I wish Insurance covered these things more. I am so grateful that my parents worked their bum’s off in order to pay the medical bills. Don’t think I don’t feel guilt about it. I could not afford the surgeries on my own had my parents not been in the picture. I would still have the thick red scars on my face. I am so appreciative for what my parents have sacrificed in order to give me as ‘normal’ as a life as possible. But that’s why I started this blog. I truly want to give people a person they can relate and actually talk to, and I want to be able to raise money so I can begin traveling all over to hospitals, schools and start my own charity so I can pay for the surgeries of people who I know can’t pay for these major operations. There is a reason why I didn’t burn to death in that garage fire. I want to give back because I have been given the gift of life and incredible family and friends.
I’ll be honest with you. Since starting my own company back in 2012, I have put thousands of dollars into a passion of mine that hasn’t even launched yet. That means that I haven’t even made a dime but I continue to put money into it because I know it is needed and it’s an outlet that makes me happy. I have had to sacrifice getting another V Beam laser treatment and micro-needling that costs around $1500 per session among many other things because I know that I have to pay my Developer his final bill. Up until recently, I’ve been living paycheck to paycheck. We have to take risks and make sacrifices in order to follow our passions and dreams. Things don’t just come to you. You have to work for it all. Do you think I got any publicity before the show because Media randomly found out about me? Nope, I sat down last Thursday and wrote emails out to my favorite blogs, local news and radio stations. I had to put myself out there and risk being ignored and rejected. But thankfully, people took the time out to read my story and believe in me. Just goes to show that you can never give up and never lose faith that we are all here for a reason.
Anyway, I have to go get the closets organized before tonight’s guests come over– which will include, Jason, my mom, her boyfriend, my sister and brother in law. A few of my friends said that they are having Viewing parties because they know I don’t want one. Haha. I feel like tonight’s episode will be a tear jerker. So I’ll be with wine in one hand and tissues in the other. That’s why I don’t want to be around a big crowd right now. Ha. I cringe when I think about how I will appear on TV. And then the camera adds more weight…oh geez. : /
I’ll post another blog this evening and then another post tomorrow with a few current pictures of me since the reveal happened in January!!
Thank you for reading!! And to the people who have written me messages. I read the messages and jumped for joy. We have each other and I promise you I know what you feel like. It’s AWESOME to know that I can relate to someone too now. I will write you back soon. But know that I will. I just have to finish cleaning up before my family gets here.
I have been moving all day for 2 days straight with Jason into our new apartment in the NOMA neighborhood of Washington, DC. We LOVE our new home but geez, it is such hard work to move 2 people into one place for the first time. I had to take some time off too because The Washington Post contacted me about featuring me in their Style Section. How insane is that? I never thought my name would be in the paper until it’s shown in the Obituary Section. It was incredible working with Ellen McCarthy, the Reporter and Nikki Kahn, the Photographer. Such an honor that a Pulitzer Prize winning photographer came and took pictures of my crusty bum. After moving all day, I checked myself out in the mirror and no joke, this was staring back at me:
Nikki is an excellent photographer because after she got there, she said she got some great shots. She thankfully let me freshen up while she took photos to capture me in different stages of getting ready. I trust her. She wins awards and works for the Post. But that would happen to me!! Haha.
Anyway, the premiere is coming up and as you know, the show is called, Botched. I was not only burned with 1st, 2nd and 3rd degree burns on my face and hands, but after going through several reconstructive surgeries, one Doctor did a real number on me. He is world renowned. So I trusted him when he said he could fix me. But unfortunately, the result was horrendous and I was left with a chin the size of a morbidly obese person. I’m not kidding. I’m not exaggerating. It was devastating. So of course, I had to take that experience and try to make the best of it. I lived with a huge chin for 9.5 years…until I met Dr. Dubrow and Dr. Nassif. When you see the show tomorrow, you’ll see a ton of photos of me from the age of 10 until present day. Below are a few of the photos of me when I smile with a large chin. You really notice the size of my chin when I smile. So I tried to not smile unless my hand or a scarf was covering my chin. On Wednesday morning, I will be posting a picture of myself now that the swelling from the November 2014 surgery with the Doctors has gone down even more since filming ended. I feel so much more confident. I can actually smile in a picture and not feel like the world is amused or horrified when they see me. I’m so nervous!
Now when I don’t smile and look at the camera in different angles or somehow am able to cover my chin with my hair or something else, my chin doesn’t look as huge as you can see below:
Tomorrow, you’ll see the result of what the Doctors did on me. I was still swollen in January when they did the reveal so on Wednesday the 15th, I will post the latest photo of me.
Anyway, I’ve got to do what I’ve got to do in order to help others who feel alone. We all have a story to tell and tomorrow you will hear mine. Thanks for the support! I’ll write another post tomorrow. xo
I figured that I would post a throwback Thursday picture from one month before my accident and right after my accident. As I have mentioned before, I was burned in a freak garage fire accident at 10 years old. You know how a lot of people who get into accidents say, “if I could rewind time and have the accident not happen, I wouldn’t because this made me a better person…blah, blah. blah?” Well you know what? I don’t agree. There, I said it. If I could rewind time and hide all of the kerosene cans and matches so no fire could happen at all, I would. If I could rewind time and then come back to present day, I wouldn’t have this blog right now talking about me being different and having a more difficult life than my not scarred friends— and trust me when I say that I would be totally okay with that. Haha. I would be out traveling the world with my husband, right? Isn’t that what all non scarred people do? JUST KIDDING! I do understand that everyone has a story to tell and my goodness, there are far worse stories than mine and there are far braver people than me. Buttttt since we are talking about my experience as a burned victim right now— then there you have it– my truth. I wish my accident never happened. It didn’t make me a better person. I would still have been a good person with or without a scar. I have really good parents. So if Oprah (wishful thinking) ever asks me that question, then my answer to her is, “hell yes I would rewind that clock so fast, you wouldn’t even know it got rewound!”
Happy Thursday sugars! I shall return with another post shortly. xo
Oh yeah! Check out the Botched commercial. Seeing my face for even that second, scares me. It’s hard to believe how swollen I was after surgery. You don’t really notice until you see pictures and videos of yourself. I’m so nervous for the episode to air but I did it not only for myself but for other people out there who feel like they are alone. You aren’t alone! You have me!!
Hope your week is off to a great start! I am happy because I get to see 3 of my best girl friend’s in an hour for happy hour. We are going to a place in Bethesda, Md called Hanaro. I’ve been there a few times. It’s a modern take on Japanese Cuisine. Pretty good place with a pretty decent ambiance. I definitely need a drink. I have so much going on with my start up and beta testing. It takes so much hard work and money to create a successful start up. Don’t let anyone tell you otherwise. Luckily, if you have a passion for what you are doing and aren’t doing it just for the money, then work is fun. I chose to do my start up because I was looking for a site that offered the services I am going to launch in the next few months. What those services are you ask? I don’t want to say anything yet because I don’t want people really knowing who the Founder of the site is and then relate it to this blog. For example, let’s say someone loves my start up but then finds out that I am a burned victim and therefore cancels their Membership to my start up? Things like that happen all of the time. You know, like this one: Mozilla CEO Under Fire. I don’t want someone to not sign up as a Member because of what they read in my blog. You know what I mean? It’s better that I keep the 2 separate, for now at least.
Anyway, I don’t have a lot of time to write as I need to leave soon. But in case you want to see an air brushed picture of me from October 2013, below you will see the magic of basic photo shopping apps. As you can see, the untouched photo looks like I ran a marathon…to the kitchen fridge. The airbrushed photo looks like I’m the beauty who walked by the kitchen without reaching into any of the food. You could use my face to oil down the squeakiness of any doors. In all seriousness, the original picture looked okay, but I was paranoid that you could see my scar too much, so I changed the lighting feature and whitened my eyes, and voila! Barely noticeable scar unless you are looking for it. I tend to fix my flaws on pictures with just myself in them when I think my scar is too noticeable. Several people do as there are hundreds of photo shopping apps out there as well as mega giant apps like Instagram. I used the iphone app called Perfect 365. I will post more before and after photos soon enough to show you that EVERYONE gets photo shopped. I’m just a normal person. But even beautiful celebrities and models get a little touch up. That’s okay. As long as you know that there is no such thing as PERFECTION. I wish I could be that person who was perfectly okay with my scar. But unfortunately, growing up, every time I tried to be okay with my scar, someone pointed it out to me and would say something mean. So I began to hide my scar so I wouldn’t offend other people. I always chose to protect other people’s eyes over worrying about myself. And that brings me to present day, where I am content with the way I look, but still get self conscious when I see someone look down at my chin. But who knows, maybe those people are looking at a piece of food stuck there or something? Haha. Eew, bad visual.
On another note, for those of you curious to know what I look like now after my surgery with Dr. DuBrow and Dr. Nassif, I will post a picture on the morning of April 15th- NOT RE-TOUCHED!
I know that I haven’t written in 2 weeks. I am sorry! I doubt you care too much. Ha. Anyway, the past 2 weeks have been busy. I listed my condo to Rent and I went searching for a new apartment to live with my boyfriend in Washington, D.C. We found the perfect 2 bedroom 2 bath apartment for us on Valentine’s Day which was actually super cute and romantic and stuff like that. For those of you who didn’t know I have a boyfriend, let me introduce you to Jason. I won’t post a picture of him until he gives me permission. But yeah, we are pretty serious and I am madly in love with him and just never expected this all to happen when we met. I believe you will witness some of our love on E!’s Botched when it premieres in April. I want to talk about a lot of things, but because of Non Disclosure Agreements, I want to keep my medium size lips sealed so I’m not served with a $50,000 + law suit from the lovely people at the E! Network and Evolution Media. Evolution is the awesome company I worked with who produce Botched and other really juicy reality TV shows. Great people over there and I wish them all a TON of success.
Okay, I am babbling. This post was just a short one to kind of get myself back on track with the site. I am going to post on random days and more consistently once March hits and promos begin airing. I only say that because it will keep me more motivated to post. You know what I mean? I figure I will have topics planned out to write about on any given day of the week. Here is what I am thinking below:
Monday: Life Updates
Tuesday: The real deal Tuesday on what I as a burned victim have experienced in relationships & dating
Wednesday: Health, Beauty, Fashion and Decor tips for all people but with a focus on us scarred ones
Thursday: Throwback Thursday photos and memories from growing up with a facial scar
Friday: Future Friday– what I hope for the future and positive notes
Saturday: Party, Recipes & Event Planning Ideas
Sunday: Random Stories & Happenings in the wonderful world of Crispy Crissy
Until next time my friends…oh, here are a few shots of the condo I am renting out. You want to rent it from me? : 0 my best friend Cristian is an insanely talented Interior Designer. If you want to hire him (he is very inexpensive for my friends), let me know. Let me know if in the comments section if you want to know about where I purchased any of the pieces.
Until next time, xoxo
Jim Berdine was an incredible friend of mine. He always said that if he were not gay, he and I would happily be in a relationship. Haha. We were soul mates regardless. Jim tragically passed away August 15, 2013. That day is one that I will never forget. The details are morbid and my sister and I were the first to report his death. If you know what it’s like to lose someone so close to you, you know the pain that I went through and am still going through. I know many of you are wondering what happened to Jim. Humans are curious by nature. It’s absolutely okay to want to know. I will explain in greater detail of our platonic love affair one day. Just not today. Groundhog Day was Jim’s birthday. Today, about 7 friends of his including myself will be celebrating his life in what my sister and her husband call The Berdine Theater of their home. We will have lots of food that Jim loved, and we will play a game called Dirty Jenga that Jim loved to play. I love that man and think about him every single day. Did you lose someone close to you? Feel free to talk about the person in the comments below.
Until we talk again…sooner between posts, I promise! Have a beautiful day.
Hey! Welcome to PrettywithaScar.com. My name is Crissy and I am a burned victim. I have been for 20 years. I created PrettywithaScar.com for various reasons. But one of the biggest reasons is that I wanted to offer people another perspective into what being pretty can mean in our beauty obsessed society. I have a facial scar that I got from a crazy freak garage fire accident that happened when I was 10 years old.
Since my accident, I searched tirelessly trying to find other burn victims I could relate to– and I was successful in the sense that I went to a week long burn camp for 6 years that my parents found through the Children’s National Medical Center in Washington, DC. But I wasn’t successful when I would for instance watch a TV show (i.e. Oprah or The Today Show) and a burn victim would appear, and immediately would rush to the internet to try and find the person I was watching on TV so I could make friends. I never successfully have been able to reach other burn victims. I’m also apparently not a very good stalker. Ha.
It wasn’t until the tragic death of my best friend, when everything about my energy changed. I’ve always loved life and even during the tough times, I would put that brave face on and remain positive. But when you see how quickly someone can be taken away from you, that’s when you realize that life is short, it’s beautiful and we really have to not worry about the small things. I stopped worrying about whether or not the guy I went on a date with would call me again, and I began focusing on bigger picture things. Things that would help make me a better person not only to myself, but to others around me. And that’s ultimately what brought me to creating PrettywithaScar.com.
The name, PrettywithaScar, in no way means that I think I am so pretty and unique because I have a scar, so here are a bunch of pictures of me and my scar. I am so cool. Nope! I chose the name because #1, it was available, and #2, I wanted the site to be a place where both men and women could come to in the privacy of their home and relate to someone. If you feel awkward or out of place, don’t blame it on your scar or any other physical ailment you have going on. Everyone goes through those moments– even Tom Brady and Gisele Bundchen. Find the beauty within yourself because I promise you, that will ultimately lead to true happiness and that happiness will attract other happy people to you. You think I’m wrong? I’m not, because I’m living proof. Catch my crazy story on E! Entertainment Network’s hit show Botched in April 2015. In the meantime, follow my stories on here while I talk to you about a variety of topics, but mostly, give you a glimpse into what it’s like to live with a facial scar. If you relate, please tell me! Until next time…xoxo