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Current Rock of Residence:

Somewhere in the USVI

Island Girl Since:

2008

Originally Hails From:

Dixie, USA

Iris first arrived in the Virgin Islands as a child on a family vacation and the tropical vibe and beauty captivated her. Two decades later, free from all obligations to live anywhere else, she bought a plane ticket, packed three bags, and moved to paradise. The first thing she learned was that when you sit at a desk all day, paradise looks pretty much the same as anywhere else, even if you can eat fresh tropical fruit off the tree for breakfast and go snorkeling on your lunch break. In her quest for a better balance between cash flow and happiness, she took a gig as a villa housekeeper and has never enjoyed herself more at work. Iris would also like you to know that unlike her fictional namesake in Don’t Stop the Carnival, she has no interest in drinking quite that much, nor in having an affair with the governor.

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