You know, those friends you have that you can pick up where left off no matter how much time goes by...🙍🏼♂️🙍🏼♀️
20 years ago I pulled my U-Haul down a stone road to my new apartment called SoHo in SoHo in South Tampa — think Melrose Place meets Tampa and the tenants were doubles from the cast of the movie “Go.” I was scared moving so far away from home without knowing a single person. As I entered the code to the gate this heavily southern accented girl steps on her balcony and yells down, “Who are you? Nevermind. Just get your bathing suit on, I’m bringing maragaritas to the pool!” And with that a friendship was made. Nicole and I spent almost every day chatting in our courtyard and she showed me the real Tampa and introduced me to many people and welcomed me into her life — no questions asked. I watched her start her modeling and promo business back then and watched her grow it into an empire over the last 20 years. We would laugh for hours and basically kept as much sanity as possible in our little community of SoHo, which was filled with some of the most eclectic people I’ve ever met; however, some of them are the best friends I have today. When I left Tampa she tried to do an “intervention” and it failed and I took off. However, regardless of where I went, what I did or how long of time went between talking, she always has my back...and vice versa. With her having an apartment in Miami part-time as well and living between TPA and MIA, we connect as much as possible. Last night we connected as usual and went out and did some events at Art Basel and we sat up for hours and laughed and talked and shared. I am fortunate for all the people I’ve met in my travels and on different chapters of my life and for the fact that they are still around and they still care. Here’s to looking killer at 50 and to all the chaos we have created along the way, Nicole! Love ya, crazy! Thanks for always being there!