Like Rihanna…

IMG_0318I believe  that one of the most important things in life is to find yourself. For years I pretended to be this sweet, well-mannered princess, and truthfully I’m nothing like that. If you really knew me, you’d know that I have a horrible temper, I’m extremely sarcastic, swear like a sailor and have this twisted sense of humor that only my true friends understand.

I love who I’ve become and that I’m finally comfortable in my own skin. In high school, I was teased because I was stronger than most of the boys. I dumbed myself down, traded my gym shorts in for mini skirts, and acted like I couldn’t do certain things because I thought I would seem more feminine. Now a days, I flaunt that shit! I love that I’m still stronger than most of the guys , its empowering. Although, I have accumulated more female friends over the years, I will always be considered one of the guys; and I wouldn’t change it for the world.

I used to bite my tongue, but now I speak my mind because I know that my intelligence is sexier than a short skirt.

I’ve learned not to take things to heart because if someone doesn’t like me, that’s their fucking problem. I don’t have to pretend to be anyone but myself. I enjoy being by myself and understand  the concept of quality over quantity when it comes to friendships. I, like you, choose whom to be friends with; and if we were once “friends” and don’t speak anymore understand that you were only an acquaintance. Too harsh?

I guess what I’m trying to say is live your life unapologetically, like Rihanna! Wear what you want to wear. Do what you want to do. Be true to yourself. Live your life like the badass that you are!

If you’re wondering why my bun is so big, it’s because it’s full of secrets!



Let Me Reintroduce Myself…


I started ItsMare a little over a year ago in hopes of sharing the parts of my life that I find tragically hilarious. Like anything in life, my blog had its ups and its downs which ultimately led to it being neglected by an uninspired me!

I am happy to announce that ItsMare is back and better than ever! With a new theme and new structure, my unfiltered thoughts and rants will now have a new place to call home.

If you are one of my original followers, thanks for sticking with me through my hiatus. If you are a stranger that has randomly ended up here, welcome!

I like dead baby jokes, wearing makeup to the gym and guys that my parents will definitely disapprove of.



DSCN2043Wanderlust: a strong longing for or impulse to wander and explore the world.

For as long as I can remember all I’ve ever wanted to do was travel. I can recall being about 5 years old asking my father just to drive me around with no set destination in mind. I just wanted to see the world and still do, one city at a time. When I first got my camera (Nikon Coolpix P520) I went out and took as many pictures as I could, with the goal to find hidden gems in the town I call home. I found quite a lot, but soon forgot to share those discoveries with the world. That’s why I’ve decided to give up the random selfies and throw back thursday’s we’ve all grown to love so much and live for the adventures both big and small. I want to show you what really matters to me and hopefully connect with fellow wanderers and inspire those who aren’t ready to hit the road quite yet. 🙂

If you’d like to follow my adventures my Instagram is @MareMichelle

Hope y’all are having a great day!



IMG_3491A stranger once told me, “You’re so pretty, you should be a model.” Something I should have taken as a compliment, but instead used as an excuse to fuel the little voice inside my head telling me I wasn’t good enough to be one.

You see, I already know the measurements of the average model. I’ve known them since I was twelve years old. I know that in the modeling world, my waist is too wide, my thighs are too large and my butt? Don’t get me started. But, obsessing over these standards hasn’t helped me one bit, only leaving me with unhealthy eating habits that I’ve been struggling with for the past nine years.

It probably shouldn’t have taken me 21 years to accept or at least learn to accept the body that God has blessed me with, but that’s the journey I’m on. It’s not easy, but I’m getting there.

Here are a few things that I’ve learned so far:

1. Stay away from the scale  because a number doesn’t define who you are.

2. You’re not “allowed” to have that slice of cake, you’re entitled to it! You DESERVE it! Bon Appétit!

3. Take that selfie & post it! You & your outfit are bomb af and the world deserves to know.

4. You’re not cocky, you’re confident!

Flaws & All,


This is a letter to…

This is a letter to the boys who’ve broken my heart, that have called me fat… That have made me feel useless. FUCK YOU!

This is a letter to that woman who yelled at me yesterday and cursed me out in Spanish. You were clearly upset about something else and took it out on me… Or maybe you’re just a bitch. FUCK YOU!

This is a letter to whomever stole my credit card numbers and bought really random shit with it: a pillow, video games and a membership to I hope you never find love. FUCK YOU!

This is a letter to whomever has made another human being feel bad about him/herself because of his/her gender, race, weight or whatever made them different… FUCK YOU!

Ok, I feel a lot better!




This year I’ve felt overwhelmingly uninspired to do the things that once added value to my life. I stopped writing here on WordPress, I stopped taking photos, I stopped making Youtube videos and basically lost all interest in playing my music. I don’t know what happened or how I had ended up in such a dark state of mind; it’s like I blinked and forgot to open my eyes. I could blame not writing and making videos on me working so much, but that would be the shittiest lie I’ve ever told.

This isn’t going to be some “OMG it’s 2015! NEW YEAR, NEW ME!” bullshit that you’re going to see all over social media in the next coming weeks. I’m just trying to say that I’m always going to be somewhat of a shitty person and that maybe I could just try a little harder to be less shitty. Getting back to the things I love isn’t going to happen overnight, but I’ll get there.

If someone’s actually reading this, thank you!

Your Favorite Loser,


1 tiny step for Mare, 1 little step for Mare’s blog

IMG_2770.JPG I just hit 200 views on Itsmare, and I know it isn’t much, but it’s still something. I didn’t expect any views or followers to be completely honest. I’m happy that someone’s reading my work, as terrible as it is, and maybe enjoying it along the way. I started this blog because in someway I hoped that my embarrassing moments and stories would make someone’s day. If you’re still reading this, thank you! Still a little awkward -Mare