For a year that included me having to fight multiple tech companies in and out of the press for protecting trolls and profiting off of abuse, a full blown RV manufacturing scandal and international media tour that I inexplicably found myself at the center of as a RoadTrek owner, and a major integration back into society after 9 months of off-grid misadventuring at the beach, I love that my 2019 still somehow managed to be all about pop stars, very pretty clothes, building rad shit with my favorite people, responding to hate by going punk on systems change, having my songs somehow make their way into the mainstream, signing to a new label, and the beauty of nature in spite of it all.
If you’re reading this, fuck yes. I love you. Thanks for being here. 🖤
Jul 20, 2019Comments Off on Hate Your Life? Blow That Shit Up.
One year ago tonight I decided I was going to pivot professionally, put my belongings in storage, ditch my house, break up, buy a $100,000.00 RV, and move to the ocean with only the dog and a mess of Gucci ready-to-wear. I had no real plan, but knew it was time to quiet things all the way down for a minute.
That minute turned to 8 weird months on the beach, and the path from there to here has been nothing short of strange and beautiful — but my plan did work. 12 months later I’m happy, relaxed, inspired, surrounded by kindness, and regret nothing.
As this van life adventure comes to an end on Sunday, after exactly 8 consecutive months of living on the road, I’ve been thinking a lot about this experience, why I decided to do it to begin with, and the comedy of errors that has ensued since the moment we set out on our maiden voyage a hundred years ago.
There are no words for how excited I am to be moving into my beautiful new home in Portland’s West Hills, but right now I’m also just remembering that I did this whole thing for a reason. Smart or not, every action I took, each investment I made, was mine, and on purpose. I did it because even pretty things and money had become meaningless to me — and I realize this part isn’t super relatable, but the let-down of finally having shitloads of money and STILL being miserable is unlike any disappointment I’ve experienced. It hit me in my heart.
I knew I needed to re-transform my life somehow, and the goal of this great outdoor journey was to tour the states and recalibrate. I felt like nature had the answers for me, and while it’s no secret the road here has taken several expensive, unexpected turns, I ultimately AM transformed, and everything matters again, so…I guess it worked.
I’m happy. Good things are happening. See you soon. 🖤