The Social Media Captions: A Reflection

I wanted to capture the journey through what I posted, since I lived each moment as it came. I’ve placed each caption underneath, exactly as I shared them, so the story unfolds in real time. 

I had no idea what this year—or this project—was going to become. I didn’t have a map, just the instinct to keep creating, keep sharing, and keep showing up. Somewhere along the way, I realized it was deeper than I could have expected. It was about me finding myself again in real time. And if you’ve been reading along, I have to thank you. Thank you for seeing me while I was remembering how to see myself.

From the start of the year, I led with love. January felt like a sprint—celebrating Patricia, soft-launching the blog again, holding my family through another hospital chapter, and remembering that I was never meant to be “America’s sweetheart.” I said it out loud and meant it. I was building my voice back in public—thanking the people who kept me laughing when I needed it most, and reminding myself that I am the star of my own life even when the lighting is bad.


February was extra on purpose. I redesigned my banner like a love letter to the icons who raised me—Marilyn, Britney, Kim, Paris—but filtered through me. Spa day glow, selfies, RHONY taglines, flowers with my girls, and the quiet pride of supporting women-led business. It was nostalgia and now, side by side. I posted a then-vs-now because I needed to see how far I’ve come. The kid who built Pauliewood out of survival is still here—just calmer, clearer, harder to shake.


By March, the table was crowded in the best way—surprise dinners, birthday wishes, and my most personal poem yet. I finally let people into the rooms I used to board up: addiction, chaos, the long crawl back. I was still me—dramatic overnight bags and all—but the drama was finally working for me instead of against me.


April and May were momentum. Long editing days that ate the clock. Updating my “About Me” to match the person I actually am now. Launching the Diaries and hitting publish with a kind of grounded confidence I hadn’t felt in years. Compliments landed like small miracles. Faux fur, sequins, and thank-yous—because the art might be mine, but the courage is communal.


June was my thesis on Pride: the intimate arrival of me. Not ego—evidence. Photos as timestamps, not vanity. Lake water, family, walks in the sun, and long captions where I said the thing fully instead of making it pretty. I talked about being misunderstood and kept choosing kindness anyway, even when I can be sharp. The point wasn’t to be palatable; it was to be honest.


July put it in a body. I talked about weight without making it about weight. Rehab changed me; peace changed me more. I wore outfits that didn’t fit—and showed up anyway. By 2025 I felt like myself again: sassier, softer, and steadier. And then the universe said, “Here you go,” and I met Teresa Giudice. Not on the bucket list—bigger than that. I closed the month choosing presence and letting August write itself.


August mixed grief and gratitude. I said goodbye to my cousin and read the signs in numbers that felt like my Gram saying, “I’m here.” I celebrated my sister’s engagement, kept the recaps rolling, and gave myself permission to move gently. I love fall, so I aimed my creativity toward it and let the rest go.


September was the heart of it. Suicide Prevention Month isn’t abstract to me—I lived past the moments that wanted me gone. I spoke to anyone who’s still in that place and said, “Don’t give up.” I clarified my year-long project too: less staging, more truth. Empowerment used to be loud for me; now it can also be still. My boyfriend looked at me and said, “Your resilience is your best quality,” and it clicked. I promised one more reflection about the “reality TV” persona I used to wear like armor—and why I finally took it off.


And then October arrived with wings. A late-night shoot turned into vindication. I didn’t just take a picture; I captured a feeling I’d been chasing for years: calm. My resilience has always been my rebellion. These months healed something I didn’t know was still bleeding. I followed creativity’s instructions and it led me home—to a place where I don’t need applause to be sure, or enemies to be focused. I just need my people, my words, and my willingness to keep choosing myself.

I had no idea what this year—or this project—was going to become. I didn’t have a map, just the instinct to keep creating, keep sharing, and keep showing up. Somewhere along the way, I realized it was deeper than I could have expected. It was about me finding myself again in real time. And if you’ve been reading along, I have to thank you. Thank you for seeing me while I was remembering how to see myself.
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-xo

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Social Media Captions: 

January:


Wishing my best friend Patricia a happy birthday! I don’t know what I would do without you. Darling, you are the definition of FABULOUS. I hope your birthday is just as. Can’t wait to celebrate you! - xo 


I’m so cold I need to layer up. Hope y’all have an amazing Sunday and start to a brand new week - xo 


Thought this would be cool to share. Circa 2009-2024. Though this is just a collage 
of pictures, so much happened behind the images but I kept going regardless. Once upon a time I use to be my biggest hater, now I’m my biggest fan. That feels wonderful. Thank you to everyone who’s always been so kind and supportive of me. Sending lots of love! - xo 


Good morning y’all! I’ve been doing a soft launch on my instagram for my blog to see where the audience is and I get blown away each time. It truly amazes me how my words and experiences continue to resonate with y’all no matter the time or release of stuff. I’m excited to announce a small return to the blogging world with a post focusing on self-worth, a topic that’s deeply personal and close to my heart. Here is the opening paragraph, and if it’s something you find intriguing or wish to support the full post will be released—stay tuned! Will also have a new poem released as well! Wishing you a beautiful day filled with inspiration. Sending so much love your way! Thanks again - xo 


I’m so excited for my sister can’t wait to celebrate y’all! 


I forgot to post this here! for those who are interested, my new blog post is out. I’m super excited for y’all to read this. In this post I open up in a way I haven’t done before as I reflect on personal footnotes of growth, resilience and learning to trust myself. You are the star of your life, and it’s time to step into the spotlight if you haven’t yet. I hope this year is the best yet for y’all. Thanks for taking the time to read. Had so much fun reconnecting and writing this for the blog- xo 


Hopefully this is the last surgery for awhile—these last 6 years have been a whirlwind with my mom. Everything went well though and now we are on the road to recovery. Two of the nurses were my best friends so that helped my anxiety. Though this isn’t about me, I feel I can breathe a sigh of relief. My life is always ON but I’m grateful this is behind my family. Thanks to everyone for the good vibes and prayers sent. Have a beautiful rest of the day- xo


Love these girls! Thanks for the laughs & great conversations! And hope y’all have a fabulous week - xo 


January isn’t over but it’s been a whirlwind. So I wanted to put these photos in a post together. To everyone who added a little sparkle to my month: thank you for being part of my story and for bringing the fun, the excitement, the support, the love, and the unforgettable memories—even the ones we didn’t catch on camera. Y’all made this month fabulous especially when I needed it most! Grateful for your kindness. 


I hope your January has been just as amazing, filled with good vibes, good news and even better company—because you deserve it.


And what’s next? No idea but one thing will remain as life continues to unfold, I’m going to let them say what they wanna say…I was never meant to be America’s sweetheart and that’s exactly how I like it. Love you guys - xo 


February: 


This is something I’ve waited to see since I was a kid. Everyone had their super hero growing up…mine has always been Buffy Summers—played by Sarah. I’m so excited if this truly comes to life.


Edit: throwback to when Sarah commented on my instagram. I had to sit down when I received this notification! 


Hiii, you fabulous people!


I wanted to jump on here for a couple of reasons!


First, I’m turning 33 soon, and that inspired me to revamp my blog header. Obviously, that meant pulling out my most extra, sparkly, and over-the-top looks (because subtlety? Never heard of her.) I only wear these for my shoots that I do myself, so I had a little mini-selfie session to brainstorm ideas and wanted to share a few with you. My vision? A blend of my ultimate icons: Marilyn Monroe, Britney Spears, Kim Kardashian, and Paris Hilton—but in a way that’s totally me


Second—Happy Valentine’s Day! No matter how you’re celebrating (or even if you’re not), I hope today reminds you to love yourself first. Give yourself the same kindness, appreciation, and care that you give to others—because you deserve it!


Wishing y’all a day and weekend filled with love, confidence, and main character energy! — xo 


First picture: The irony of these being posted on the same day—even though they’re years apart! I’m still taking notes for a future gig at Bravo, and honestly, Luann’s tagline still speaks to my soul. 


Second picture: A few of my favorite shots from the other day. My tagline if I ever get cast on The Real Housewives: “My life is like a dance floor, and I’m in the center of it all”. 


Lastly: My new blog banner is officially in the update queue! Thank you to everyone who gave feedback and sent so much kindness my way. I’m beyond excited for what’s ahead and can’t wait to keep creating and sharing with y’all. Cheers to the future—have a beautiful day!
Xo 


Had a great Saturday night making flower bouquets and hanging with Patricia & Zoe. Hope y’all have a beautiful Sunday - xo 


The picture; how it looks being taken! Sleep over with my bestie Patricia Yara Bezerra! Have a beautiful night- xo 


P.s the flowers are holding up fabulous 


Lights, camera, glow! Today was all about treating myself at Pachee Spa—a fab photo shoot and a facial that left me feeling radiant and refreshed!  Nothing beats feeling confident and camera-ready, and y’all know I live for a glam moment. Stay tuned for the final shots by Patricia Gualberto Thiel, and will be posted on Pachee's Spa socials! 


And while we’re on the topic of glam, let’s talk skincare! Since I don’t wear makeup, glowing skin is my ultimate beauty essential—whether I’m stepping in front of the camera, going about my day, or just living my best life. My top 3 must-haves from Pachee Spa? Glad you asked:


Lira ICE Sal Cleanser – because a fresh face is essential
Lira Mystiq Lifting Masque – my twice-a-week sculpting and glow-up ritual
Glymed+ Lip Enhancer – because soft, plump lips are always in (whether it’s for a photo or a night out!)


If you’re not already following Pachee Spa, give it a go to receive expert skincare tips, behind-the-scenes fun, and reels of life as an esthetician and female business owner. Better yet, book an appointment or shop her must have products in location or on her online store! Your skin will thank you. 


P.S. Exciting news! This April, I’ll be joining Patricia Yara Bezerra at a Women’s Empowerment Event with Pachee Spa, and I cannot wait! Stay tuned for more details! Literally love watching my best friend slay! - xo 


My new blog banner is now published on my website, and it’s my favorite one yet! 


A little then and now moment: 2014 when I launched vs. 2025! Also, traded the faux leather for fur. Sending so much love your way and hope y’all have a beautiful day! - xo 


Eight-year-old me—the boy who first found inspiration in Marilyn Monroe & Britney Spears, who built Pauliewood as his escape from trauma and a way to make sense of everything, a world where he wasn’t told who to be but dared to dream of who he could become—he’s so proud right now. To him, the critics, the judges, and the ones who tried to bring him down were just the paparazzi. Their words were the headlines, their eyes the cameras. And guess what? He never stopped shining.


I’m beyond grateful that I never gave up on him and kept faith in my heart. And trust me—there’s so much more coming.


So take it from me: Keep going. No one truly knows what you’ve had to endure or the sacrifices you’ve made, but one day, it will all make sense. The right people will show up—cheering you on, loving you for exactly who you are, and proving why those who watched with green eyes, tried to sabotage you, or underestimated your potential never succeeded—and anyone who still tries will continue to fail.


And if you don’t make sense to them or fit their narrative? Strike a pose, blow a kiss, and keep shining. They’re watching anyway—so give them an unforgettable show.


Thanks for making February fabulous—xo 


P.S. Remember: No one can replicate you, and you can’t replicate anyone else—so be authentically you.


March: 


Wishing the happiest birthday to one of my bestest friends, Zoe! You are the definition of being the moment—a good time girl, a phenomenal mother & wife, a total boss in your field, and hands down one of the most incredible friends anyone could ask for. I can keep listing how fabulous you are. Thank you for always being the best to me. I hope today is as fabulous, unforgettable, and full of love as you are—and obviously all the sparkle you deserve. Love you endlessly! - xo 


A huge thank you to Zak for planning this—and to Kaitlynn for helping make this surprise birthday dinner so special! To everyone who was there tonight, you mean so much to me. It was the perfect early birthday celebration, and I feel truly blessed to have such amazing friendships. Love you all! - xo 


Y’all, thank you so much for the birthday wishes! I appreciate each and every one of you. Here’s to celebrating life together for many more years to come. Thanks for always being fabulous to me—xo 


Such a fun morning shopping with these two! Hope y’all have a beautiful day. - xo 


Hey y’all! I posted this poem here but took it down to share on Instagram first—and I finally got through all the messages. Shared some of them as well. I’m always overwhelmed by the love, kindness, and support my journey receives, and I wanted to share it here as well. I’m so grateful to be back and sharing with you all, but this time, from a more authentic, honest headspace.


This is a longer piece, but that’s because there’s so much to be said.


Backstory: 
Three years ago this month, my entire world collapsed—but the truth is, it took years to reach that breaking point.


This is my most personal poem yet. For the first time, I take you into the moments that led me here—the struggles, the addiction, the chaos I’ve never fully opened up about in my work before. From my school days to the road that brought me to where I am now, this is a glimpse into it all.


‘Starlet: A Cautionary Tale Reimagined’ is my love letter to survival, reinvention, and owning my journey—the dark twists, the lessons, and what comes next.


If you take the time to read it, thank you. I hope you enjoy. And if you’re struggling, please remember there’s always a light to follow. 


- xo 


She was acting like a major diva while I tried to get these—maybe even more than me! I mean I get told she’s a drama queen like me too. Wishing y’all a beautiful night! - xo 


Ugh, this weather is everything! Hope y’all are having a gorgeous day – sending love and sparkle! - xo


My overnight bags are dramatic—obviously. A Jimmy for the glam, my go-to xo tote, Kylie Cosmetics, and of course, my bestie’s spa merch because self-care travels with me. Happy Friday, babes—hope it’s a great one.- xo 


I missed my walks—so glad the weather’s finally playing nice. Cheers to hydration, a comfy workout fit, and taking care of your wellbeing. Hope Saturday’s treating you just as gently. - xo 


April:


The only downfall of editing days? You blink and it’s 7:03 PM when it felt like 10:00 AM five minutes ago. But I’m not complaining—every day gets me one step closer. Wishing y’all a fabulous weekend filled with good vibes— xo 


So excited to eat them. The moment I saw my girls did this collab I couldn’t wait to get them. Enjoy your day - xo 


When I first started sharing my writing, I was young, bold (still am, by the way), and unapologetically all over the place—thinking I knew everything, when really, I was just beginning to understand myself.


But even then, I knew one thing: I had something to say—and no one was going to silence that.


The heartbreak I’ve experienced broke me open. The healing rebuilt me. The drama, the mistakes, the reflection—that’s what shaped me into an artist who tells the truth in its prettiest, most brutal, and poetic form.


I don’t write to be perfect.
I write to be honest—with myself, with others, about myself, about others, and about life.


Updated my “About Me” on my website to reflect the growth in who I am—and I wanted to share it with y’all.
To everyone who’s been part of the journey: your kindness, support, and love mean everything.
— xo  


Over on Instagram, these parts from my “About Me” have been getting so much love—it inspired me to turn them into little social media quotes with an updated image.


Y’all don’t even realize that when I first wrote those words, they were the reason I knew it was time to reintroduce myself.


Not because I ever really left…
Just took a little intermission, darlings.


I’m so excited for what’s to come.
Have a fabulous weekend — xo


Day with my girls. Hope y’all having a fabulous day - xo 


Real support feels different. Thank you so much Zoe Silvia for creating this amazing picture with the title of my lifestyle blog and my logo. I’ll cherish it forever. Some gifts mean more than words can explain. I’m so lucky to have the most supportive and incredible best friends (family) by my side. Hope y’all have a fabulous day - xo 


May: 


Hey y’all! I hope April treated you well.
It was another eventful month that I’m so thankful to have experienced. Between creative breakthroughs, meaningful moments with people I love, and some much-needed reflection, it was a month of growth, gratitude, and a little glam—of course. Here’s to whatever magic May decides to bring. Thanks to everyone who makes life so special - xo 


Happy Mother’s Day to all the moms holding it down—but especially to mine, who deserves an award for putting up with me all these years. Mom, you’ve managed my chaos like a pro, kept it (mostly) classy, and I’d be lost without you. Thanks for the love, the laughs, and the life advice I pretend not to hear. Love you forever—even when you text in all caps. - xo 


I feel like as you get older, there are a few different paths when it comes to made-for-TV movies—and I really thought I’d grow into Hallmark softness… but it turns out Lifetime drama is way more my style. I’m not even a big movie watcher, but I’ve somehow watched a ton of them these last few months. 




And me watching my lifetime movies getting ready for a party later—because I’m a production. Hope Saturday treats y’all fabulously - xo 


Some pictures from last night. Hope y’all have a great Sunday - xo 


An appreciation post for these women—the ones I’d choose in every lifetime to conquer this wild, beautiful adventure with. I love y’all deeper than words can say. Never forget how truly fabulous each of you are.


The Lynnette, Susan, and Bree to my Gabrielle.


P.S.
I was going to assign us Sex and the City characters, but I asked ChatGPT to match us based on these pics (and a few solo shots)… and it gave us Desperate Housewives. It got us good. Have a beautiful day y’all - xo 


Doing everything but finishing edits on a chapter I really need done. 


Made a TikTok.
Started using Threads.


But I wanted to share this positive experience as well—got two back-to-back compliments. One from one of my best friends, and one unexpectedly from a genuinely kind person. The universe really does have its ways of reminding you you’re on the right path.


Wishing everyone a beautiful, fabulous day.
xo 


Welcome to the Diaries. First three entries will be announced at a later time. As always I 
appreciate your love and support. - xo 


Hey y’all. If you’ve supported me in the past or followed my journey—or if you’re just now joining the adventure, welcome.


This marks the rebirth of my voice.


For 10 years, I helped build up others while quietly feeling insecure—but just confident enough to keep going. This is the most empowered I’ve ever felt releasing something.


Entries One through Four are now live.
I explore my younger self, being a mistress (LMAO), addiction, and identity.
They’re short reads—if you’ve got a second, check them out. They’re on the blog.


Entry Four is my favorite.


It’s about being naturally feminine in a world that punishes you for not fitting into their version of masculine or feminine. And I open up like I never have before.


Because that feminine feeling, that energy—it moves through me like instinct. It’s not something I chose. It was born in me. And there’s a power in it that isn’t loud, but it’s undeniable.


That’s what I love most about myself.
AKA: the Diva. 


If you read I hope you enjoy- xo 


I was growing a platform and falling apart behind it. Four entries left in season 1. Coming soon…


Just wanted to say thank you to everyone who helped on here to bring this to life. I didn’t expect this.


I built everything myself—from the concept to the words, and the entire aesthetic.


The full poetic mini-series is now live.
Thank you for being part of this journey.
— xo 


Blondes have fun—and so do brunettes. 


Faux fur and sequins, always. A fit check from February I never posted. Sending love to each of you. Have a beautiful day and weekend – xo 


May was a month of celebration and friendship—relationships I’m genuinely grateful for. It’s been another adventurous four weeks. I didn’t capture everything, but the camera caught enough.


I hope May treated y’all well. Here’s to heading into June with balance, intention, and kindness.
— Xo, Paul 


June: 


It’s basically summer and we are dressing like it’s fall 🤣😭 had a great night with my girls. Hope June treats y’all fabulously - xo 


Life is so much better on the water. So excited for summer - xo 




If you take the time to read this, I truly appreciate you. This is a post about honoring the journey of becoming. And I hope these words help you in your journey. And I hope y’all continue to stay true to yourselves—no matter who you are. 


About a week ago, I wrote a Pride post — but I removed it. Because it came from a place I no longer live in: the place of needing to prove myself to a world that thrives on bringing others down. I can’t be part of that mentality.


I took the time to reflect — to sit with my journals, to scroll through old photos — from my baby pictures to my mirror selfies — and write something that feels true. That feels like me. I couldn’t include everything though this is quite lengthy already. 


For some, pride is viewed as sin — attached to ego, arrogance, even the devil himself. But that’s not my pride.


My pride isn’t about vanity. It’s not about what others are saying. It’s the documentation of my arrival into myself.


Since I was a baby, the moment I saw a camera, I lit up — and while I don’t remember those first moments, you can see it in my photos. People often judge my photos as vanity, but they are not about proving anything to anyone. They are timestamps. They are witnesses to my storyline — capturing both the people who’ve loved me and the ones who taught me lessons along the way. For when the time comes, I can truly narrate the feelings behind the images — not simply what they project or how others narrated them. But for how I felt behind the lens. 


At five years old, sitting on my gram’s lap beneath a summer sky, I watched a shooting star streak across the darkness. That same summer, I saw a magazine cover of Marilyn Monroe — and something sparked inside me.


From that moment forward, I became endlessly curious about who I am. Not just who I love — that’s only a small part of my truth — but why I’m drawn to the things I am. Why I resonate with words wrapped in femininity while knowing fully I’m a man. Why, even in spaces where I was supposed to belong, I was often told I was too much, too feminine, too hard to love. Why some men sexualized me without ever understanding me. Why my kindness was often mistaken for interest. Why even the communities that preached acceptance didn’t always know how to fully accept people like me. And why I was often made the problem on both sides of every conversation. I mean, I don’t mind being a problem—but I’m one not easy to solve and that has caused me anything but peace I truly enjoy. Yet to each their own. I found my peace. 


I spent years being judged, misunderstood, and, far too often, reduced. And still — I kept becoming.


Yes, I can be sharp when hurt. Yes, I can be difficult when I’ve been wounded. But if you truly know me, you know the heart that’s always been my greatest gift — and my deepest battlefield.


The baby in those photos? He’s still here. Now standing in better lighting, sometimes in faux fur, sometimes in casual clothes — but always with a deeper understanding of his worth.


To those who recognize that — it speaks volumes about your own beautiful soul. And I hope your life is already beautiful, or at the very least, you’re building one.


To those who’ve judged me — in silence, in whispers, in sly remarks — I hope you find healing too. Because you deserve the same self-love I’ve worked hard to give myself.


The great illusion is how much energy we waste tearing each other down. How much of life is spent judging, controlling, resenting others for simply trying to exist.


That’s ego. That’s the toxic pride talked about — the one that needs others to feel small in order to feel big.


We’re all guilty of allowing our ego to win at times — it’s part of being human — but we are also capable of breaking that cycle, of letting our souls finally outgrow our egos.


So what is my definition of Pride?


My pride is the intimate arrival of me.


The pride I hold is born of soul. It’s the arrival into authenticity after years of trying to survive being misunderstood — and even now, at times, still being misunderstood. It’s choosing to celebrate others even while I’m still healing my own wounds. It’s letting people shine — and shining too — without apology, even when some secretly hope I’ll dim my light.


I have more proof than I care to share — the false narratives, the conversations behind closed doors, the gossip. Some of you still hug me after the things you’ve said. And I still show you love — because that has nothing to do with me. That’s about you. And I hope you find the peace and love you are so desperately seeking.


If you love me, I’ll love you right back. If you come for me, I’ll give you the final scene in the dramatic showdown — because that’s who I am.


I’ve had people come for me loudly, quietly, and internally within themselves. I’ve also had people love me for exactly who I am, in every form. And by now, even those who tried to tear me down have learned:


This is my show. And I am the star.


Whether you love me, hate me, like me, or don’t even care to know me — I’m still the star in my own life.
And more than anything, I do my best to help others see their sparkle too. Because I know what it feels like when someone tries to take that sparkle away.


I’ve always been too much for “normal” society.
And that’s perfectly fine. Because I was never made to fit inside anyone’s definition of normal. I was meant to learn the definition of what it means to be myself.


I want each of you to have pride in yourself.


I don’t care about your gender, your sexual preference, or where you fall on anyone’s scale of approval — I care that you love yourself. Fully. Unapologetically. Especially when the world gives you every reason not to. As long as you are being good with intentions to others and to yourself. Have pride in who you’re meant to be — because if you don’t, no one else will.


And the one person who always taught me to honor and love who I am — was my Gram. She supported my dreams, my heart, and my soul. Losing her in this realm of life took a deep toll on me. But even now, she’s still working her magic — and with her love, with God’s grace, and with time, I’ve been able to stand again. Her spirit has never left me — and every step I take is still guided by the love she first gave me.


Hope y’all have a beautiful day. Thank you for reading this if you have. I know many don’t even have the attention span anymore to be deep and to allow themselves to feel. Or to think of others besides themselves. I’m glad you do. May you be blessed with many wonderful years and a life worth celebrating. 
- xo


Lmao back in school Samantha & I would always match accidentally. Walked into her house today. Not much has changed—we just added Sofia 


June marked the start of summer, and it’s already been eventful — so here’s a little mid-June recap: lake days, family, friends, and of course, writing.


I got a bit creative with some of the photos this time.


Looking forward to seeing where the rest of summer takes us. Grateful for the people, the moments, and the memories so far.


Keep shining, and thank you to everyone who continues to be part of my journey — xo 


The final leg of June was fun and full of moments that mattered. Back in May, I said I’d walk into this month with balance, intention, and kindness—and I’m proud that I did.


I hope your summer is filled with people who truly want to see you glow—just as you’d want the same for them.


Here’s to letting July unfold with presence, clarity, and a little sparkle where it counts.
— Xo, Paul 




July: 


Lately, my phone’s been throwing together these little photo collections from 2022–2023 and comparing them to 2025 like it’s trying to tell me something — message received. So I made a collage of 2022–2023 and one of this year. 


Here’s the inspiration I got from them.  


I don’t usually talk about my weight… but this post isn’t about pounds. It’s about peace. About realignment. About finally feeling like me again.


A lot has happened behind the scenes over the last few years — physically, emotionally, and spiritually.


In 2022, I was unexpectedly placed into rehab. I left over 30 pounds heavier — and yes, my jeans were mad about it. It was tough, because I’ve always struggled with body image and weight. But for the first time since I was 8 years old, my mind was quiet. No more psychological warfare every time I looked in the mirror or walked into a room. But honestly that peace came with its own battle.


Protecting it meant using the tools I’d learned… and unlearning a lot from the life I once lived. It also meant making harder choices — like setting boundaries with people I once never thought I’d have to — all so I could begin navigating the life I was just stepping into.


2022–2023 were hard. Harder than I told anyone. My confidence took a real hit. My body felt unfamiliar. But I kept showing up — to life, to friends, to selfies (obviously), and most importantly, to myself. Because if there’s one known fact about me: I love myself. Maybe a little obsessed. But like… in a grounded, glowing, spiritually evolved kinda way. 


It wasn’t just physical. It was emotional, spiritual, mental — all of it. But with help, with care, with the right people and with time… by the end of 2024, I finally started to feel like me again.


I started off 2025 feeling the strongest I’ve ever felt — and it just keeps unfolding. Not just because I’ve returned to a physical appearance I feel confident in, but because I’ve returned to myself. A healthier, sassier, more grounded version of me who’s finally living… not just surviving.


So here’s to the journey. The unglamorous parts.
The messy middle. The outfits that didn’t fit but got worn anyway.


And to anyone struggling with their reflection right now — keep going. There’s a version of you on the other side who’s gonna be so proud you didn’t give up.


- xo 


Meeting Teresa Guidice wasn’t on my 2025 bucket list. It was on a life bucket list. I’m so happy this happened. What a dream come true. 


It was super hot, though. Obvi my hair is a mess
-xo

July was full of fun and adventure. Friends, family, lake days, social events—and I met an idol of mine, Teresa Giudice. Grateful for the people who show up, keep it real, and let me film everything like we’re on Bravo 


I did July with presence, clarity, and a little sparkle where it counts. But in August I’m letting things unfold without forcing the story. Trusting the timing. Honoring the quiet. And staying open to the beauty I don’t have to chase.


Hope July was good to you too. See you in August – xo 


P.s I have more photos but I’m saving them for a future post.


August: 


My cousin lost her battle to cancer, but she is no longer in pain. I believe in signs. My gram passed on August 7th, 7 years ago, Jackie (her brother) birthday was yesterday—and 777 is symbolic for heaven. I know they’re all together, and looking over everyone—along with Nanny. Rest easy Robin 


So happy we got to have a tiny celebration for my sisters engagement. I’m excited for her and her fiancé. Hope Saturday was a good one for y’all- xo 


Summer 2025 was definitely a fun time. I can't wait to see where this journey leads next, and you know I'll be documenting it every step of the way. Waiting on Bravo or Hulu to pick up the pilot...my posts aren't even the juicy parts, and I already have my confessional looks planned. LOL 


Until that magically happens, I'll keep taking photos, journaling and writing to capture life in its entirety—and like any good story, it's always the characters who make the moments worth following. Grateful for the people who are part of this experience with me (even the ones not featured here)


Hope your summer was fabulous. Here's to seeing what fall brings us all. - xo 


P.s I still have an August recap coming. Have a beautiful day


August was a bit low-key but still pretty packed… so I guess it wasn’t low-key at all LOL. From spray tans, time with friends (when/if our schedules aligned), family, celebrations, babysitting, dinners, creative projects, and relaxing at the lake — it was a full month.


Summer kept me booked and busy, but I’m glad I wrapped it up positively.


Fall is my favorite season, and I’m looking forward to re-energizing and letting my creativity take me exactly where it wants to go.


Thanks for being here. Can’t wait to make more memories with y’all. I hope fall brings you cozy vibes, peace, and whatever your heart desires.


– xo 


September:


Thought to share this here as well for anyone who keeps up with the blog because on insta I’ve received DMs for some new entries from the journals. So I came up with this idea, took pics last night and will share randomly throughout the month! Have a beautiful day - xo 


September is Suicide Prevention Month, and this one hits home for me.


I’ve attempted suicide three times in my life: once in high school and twice in the months after my Gram passed—and I’m grateful every single day that I lived past 17 and 27. Surviving those moments taught me that I didn’t actually want to die, I just wanted the pain and the overwhelming emotions to stop.


If you’re struggling right now, please hear this: you are not alone, even when it feels like you are. You are not what others try to make you feel like. You are not how others paint you. You are not what people constantly try to misunderstand about you.


Your pain is real—but so is healing. Asking for help is not weakness, it’s the beginning of living the best life you deserve. Your life matters, and the world needs you more than you know.


So if this applies to you, please, don’t give up. One day you’ll look back and be glad you kept going. And you’ll shine & slay in ways you’d always dreamt. - xo 


In January 2025, I started a little blog project — documenting myself in the most authentic way I could: through everyday living, poetry, fashion, self-expression, and raw reflections. ✨ (And for the record, those self-photo shoots aren’t some alter ego — it’s literally me in full glam. Fashion has always been part of who I am.) 


My work has always been rooted in the documentation of emotions and the human experience — especially my own. I’m happy. I’m in the most authentic place I’ve ever been, and that’s something I truly wanted to share.


At one point, I got carried away trying to frame it like a reality show. I wanted it to be funny and entertaining, but it came off like I was living in a delusional world. That wasn’t me anymore. So I pulled back. I let go of the staging. And just let it be as it is.


A huge thanks for all my friends, family & my man for being part of this. 


This reflection is about empowerment, rebirth, and unapologetically being me. My hope is that you feel your own empowerment to live as your authentic self. If you read it, I hope you enjoy.  In my 10 plus years of blogging, this is the first time I ever created something I felt proud to share for it. Link is in bio. Now onto the next chapter of this journey. Hope to see y’all there with me. - xo 


This is long but it needed to be said. 


Closing out September with this reminder: own it. For the longest time, people misjudged my message about “who I am” and assumed it was about my sexuality—or that it was just about me. But it’s always been something bigger: empowerment. Owning who you are, what you’ve lived through, and what makes you happy, no matter what the world tries to pin on you. Everything that makes you you.


As a writer, I’ve always been told: “show, don’t tell.” And I’ve tried to live by that too. With everything going on in this world, I’m grateful I’ve given myself permission—through every season, and through every storm—to express who I am in each stage of life, in whatever form I’m capable of doing. 


When I was a teenager, I remember being told, “Paul, please just behave and don’t cause a scene.” And I said, “I will but on my terms. I don’t change for approval. I won’t change for them, for you, or for anyone.” I only change if it genuinely makes me better than who I was yesterday or today.


The reality is your story, choices, and joy—sometimes it means being still, going with the flow, learning and reflecting. And sometimes it means being the hurricane, causing a scene and making yourself known no matter what they say. I’m not afraid of being either. I’ll never apologize for taking up space on my own terms. And I’ll never need permission from anyone to be me.


These last 8 months have redefined empowerment for me. Empowerment isn’t always loud—it can be still. It’s knowing before you see. It’s feeling whole without needing more. It’s staying composed when you feel judged, and staying humble when you feel loved.


Empowerment is knowing yourself in every way… and knowing you already are that.


And when I was questioning if all of this was worth it—because yes, I’m dramatic and I come with a lot of emotions—my boyfriend reminded me: “Your resilience is your best quality. Don’t lose it.” Those words recharged me completely.


My hope for you is that you always feel empowered. Y’all slay. And don’t ever let life—or anyone else—make you think otherwise. Thank you for sharing these last 8 months with me. I’m excited to see what the future has in store. - xo


Surprise! I’ll be releasing one more reflection in a few weeks — a short backstory on why I created the ‘reality TV show’ persona online from 2016 to 2021. This collage represents both the persona I built back then (on the left and top middle) and the person I’ve become since letting it go (toward the bottom middle and right). Also added some inspirations. At its core, it’s a piece about resilience—and I hope it reminds you of yours. I have a teaser attached. If you read, thank you. Hope y’all have a beautiful week- xo 


October: 


These last few months healed me from something I didn’t even know I needed healing from. I let creativity lead the way, and I followed its instructions. What’s been the most powerful is watching it all come together—to feel and experience my self-expression unfolding in real time. Last night I got inspired to do these photos, and something clicked within that hadn’t before. I didn’t capture an image. I captured vindication—my resilience has always been my rebellion. And for the first time in a long time, I felt a calm I didn’t know I was missing. Healing doesn’t always arrive with answers, it sometimes arrives with wings. Keep choosing yourself—it’s the bravest choice you’ll ever make. Even when you don’t notice it, you’re already becoming. - xo 

Last year I finished a project I had spent years working on, and now I’ve just completed and released Volume One of this blog series. What means the most to me is having the creative freedom to express sides of myself I once held back. I’ve been through so much in life—things no one will ever truly understand, or how much it took to get here—but I did. Reclaiming my voice, feeling empowered, and simply enjoying myself is what this is truly about.


I had no idea what this year—or this project—was going to become. I didn’t have a map, just the instinct to keep creating, keep sharing, and keep showing up. Somewhere along the way, I realized it was deeper than I ever expected. It was about me finding myself again in real time. And if you’ve been reading along, I have to thank you. Thank you for seeing me while I was remembering how to see myself.


This is the first time in my life, I showed up for myself in every way possible—authentically, emotionally, spiritually, mentally, and creatively.


For so long, I thought I had to pick—the poet or the diva, the steel or the magnolia, the calm or the storm. But I’ve always been the contradiction. This project let me be all of it.


So if you do take the time to check out this series, I appreciate you. I hope it finds you where you need it most—and reminds you that it’s never too late to choose yourself, to create for yourself, and to stand in your truth no matter who doubts you.


And if you came here to judge me? Do yourself a favor—admit you could never. We both know it. Pressure made me, storms shaped me, and I turned every crack into shine. You can’t break what’s already unbreakable. And your judgment? It only proves you’re watching from the sidelines.


—xo

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