Current Rock of Residence:
St. John, USVI
Island Girl Since:
January 2016
Originally Hails From:
Virginia
Victoria came to a point in her life where she needed to make a decision about her future: she either needed to go to a graduate school to earn a master’s degree in therapy, or start working at an entry level social work job. She couldn’t decide, so she chose to move to an island instead. Fresh out of college, she moved to St. John to avoid most of her problems, sweat a lot, spend a ton of money, and lay around on some of the most beautiful beaches in the Caribbean.
Moving from Suburbia to St. John meant trading in her Kate Spade and Louis Vuittons for tank tops and bikini bottoms. Though she is still grieving the loss of Dunkin’ Donuts’ iced coffee, her favorite island coffee shop keeps her energy level high for her job in childcare. She keeps herself busy being a frequent happy hour attendee, an overbearing friend, a writer, and a beach bum.
Though she is regularly asked what her “plan” is, or her “end date”, she still can’t quite come up with an answer, so she has decided her plan will come to her and her time left on the island is indefinite. Being 23 years old and a new kid on the rock means that she is always learning something, probably making herself look stupid fairly often, drinking too much, but having a hell of a lot of fun. You can also follow her on her personal blog, The Life She Had Imagined.
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First World Island Problems with Basil and Zucchini
This year was my first year in Turks and Caicos during Christmas. And every Christmas I make "sort of" homemade lasagna. I also make a yummy zucchini/truffle salad to go with it. This year was different. We were now in Turks and Caicos away from the friends we usually...
Reflections of A Former Island Celebrity
When I was a child growing up in Maryland during the 1950’s and 1960’s, I had dreams of becoming a mega stage and screen star. Back then, Mom worked for a former dancer who opened a dance studio. So from the ages of 5-7, I trained as a ballerina. Then, seeing that...
THE COFFEE QUEST….
“ There is an awful lot of coffee in Brazil……”The Coffee Song of 1976" by Osibisa (YouTube) springs to mind as I am in the starting blocks of my latest story. Yes, after 2 wonderful, freshly brewed, cups of coffee. Beans from…..no, now I need to back up…. We, my...
Never Trust A Price
So, I had to buy a bottle of rum today. Not a rare occurrence, pretty typical actually. "Why is it $38 Theresa? It was $29.99 last week?" "Oh, Meez Vic, it's because itz de last bottle of dat rum on da shelf" "Are you planning on ordering more?" "Oh yez, Meez Vic"...
“SIMPLE JOYS OF POST STORM LIFE”
Seems as if recent climatic events and other disasters seen on TV news reports, have triggered a multitude of residual emotions in me which I thought I had gotten rid of during Irma/Maria Recovery. The following is an excerpt from my published Hurricane journal “TWO...
The Gift
When my husband and I decided to uproot our family from Kentucky- from the only place, people, and life we have ever known- and move to a tiny island in the Caribbean, it was of course met with so many remarks to the tune of "Oh My Gosh, THAT'S AMAZING!", "You are...
