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From Cloudy Days to Picture Perfect, Alexis Scott – Model

In 1927, a man by the name of Fred R. Barnard coined the phrase, “A pictures’ worth a thousand words”. Despite Alexis’s breath taking looks and stunning physique, a picture simply isn’t enough to describe her fight down glory road. Often times we see that art mostly comes from those with a story to tell which may be hard to describe in words. It may also come from people who’ve been through trauma or pain with a desperate need to express themselves. Getting people to see beauty from beholders perspective is the essence of what makes art touch people in a very prodigious way .

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At times, I feel that models may not get the full credit they deserve when it comes to making the firm decision to follow this career path. Putting yourself in the public eye to be judged from head to toe takes great courage and confidence. You have to really learn how to love yourself regardless of what people may say. Some models even try their luck if pushing the boundaries of the social standard of what beauty is. Even if there was a time that you didn’t feel “pretty” according to the standard.

Let’s be honest, life has a way of trying to discourage you from being what your heart says your are versus what society expects from you. The movies and television always paints the picture to make it seem as if the underdog is loved. In actuality, the love seems to only comes when the underdog gains momentum. Gaining momentum, for someone that has been through tough times, takes day-to-day convincing yourself. uplifting yourself. Staying positive. Defeating odds. Taking leaps of faith. This is the story of Alexis Scott.

Alexis was born and raised in Daytona Beach, FL. She was primarily raised by her aunt whom she had a very close relationship with. Her aunt took her in after realizing that Alexis’s mother was fighting a battle with drugs. At the age of 13, Alexis made a courageous that would that would send her life spiraling. She decided to speak up about the abuse which came from the hands of her father. Alexis would often spend holidays and summer breaks with her parents. This is when the abuse happened. She built up the courage to tell a best friend that she was sexually abused by her father. What she didn’t know is that the government would take her away from her aunt and place her in foster care. This didn’t seem to make sense to her and everyone who loved her. Why not just keep her with her aunt who she is already comfortable with and away from her father? No matter how much logic we speak this decision was made and she was basically on her own from here. Fortunately, she was taken in by her best friends family.

Approximately 6 months after she was taken in by her best friend things started to get a little rocky. the family fell on hard times and ended up losing their place or residence. Alexis, along with her friends family, found refuge with acquaintances, family and friends periodically. Most times having to sleep on the floor due to lack of space. Once again Alexis had to make a courageous move. She decided to run away where she was eventually taken in by her half uncle from her mothers side. Going through so much at this tender age you would think it would distract a young mind. Even make them resort to crime. I asked her “Do you think being in foster care inspired you in any way?”.

“It definitely did not inspire me. Sometimes I often wondered why I didn’t have a “normal” life instead. The only thing I can say came from this is that it made me eager to get my own place. My case worker always said “You either age out of the system or graduate. That’s the only way out.”

Her soon to be way out would come, to her surprise, would come once she learned she was on track to graduate high school early. It seemed that the chaos only made her focus and excel tremendously academically. A complete oxymoron. During her middle school stint, Alexis took an Algebra 1 course along with an English test that would count towards high school credits. This began her advancement. At the start of her 10th grade year her guidance counselor informed her hat the classes she took over summer break almost were enough to make her a senior. Seeing that she was so close to completion she decided to duel enroll. through hard work and dedication she was able to graduate high school at the age of 16.

Even though she had graduated she didn’t jump straight into college. Her uncle, who she lived with at the time, agreed to let her live with him until she graduated. So she knew she had to get the ball rolling financially. She found a job and saved up enough to get a place. There was only one problem, she wasn’t old enough to sign a lease yet. After going through several court hearing she was able to prove the need to have a lease and was granted permission to get her place.

while most teen girls were stressed about boy crushes and being in the “in crowd”, Alexis was living a much more serious life. Though, she hadn’t realized it yet. She was simply relieved to have a place to call her own. She would live in that comfort zone until she was ready to start college

Shy, alone, battered, to say the least. You’d wonder how this timid girl chose something like modeling. Well, she didn’t. She was chosen. When she first applied for the scholarship with a modeling school she was certain that she wouldn’t get picked.

“I was smart…but I had tattoos and no money. I didn’t even think they would be interested. Some how I was chosen and accepted for their scholarship. If it weren’t me getting accepted I don’t thin I would have ever had the courage to go any where and model”

Thus her modeling career was born

 

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Alexis’s first real gig came from Feroce Magazine. the article was titled “Misunderstood”. The opportunity came from a friend she met at Seabreeze High School. With great help from her husbands (and manager) and her photographer Tyler Jenkings, she was able to create a professional presence for herself. Now she has the confidence to take a modeling full speed.

 

 

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Life was starting to look promising young lady. Yet, it gets better. At the age of 20 her boyfriend of 6 years, Xavier Scott, decided that he wanted to be with her for ever. He proposed to her. They would get married  in February of 2018. It seems that for her the storm has passed and the sunshine has come out again.

Currently, Alexis is a college student and a freelance model. She says that her main goals are to one day walk the run way during Fashion Week and being picked to star in a major movie role. Seeing what she has overcome so far, nothing is impossible.

It was remarkable seeing how this young lady stayed positive through it all. I asked her did she have any advice for anyone that has endured a rough upbringing but wants to remain positive about the future.

“Just keep going, and most importantly, get help! Some people are ashamed of what they have gone through or either too proud. No matter how good a person may seem we all need to heal properly. No matter what it is you go through, don’t be afraid to tell someone. I am very grateful for the METOO movement. It is allowing people to speak up more than ever. For those who feel like the won’t be heard, just remember that there is someone, somewhere, that’s willing to listen and help”.

May God bless you on your journey, Alexis.

Special Thanks :

Photographer : Tyler Jenkings

Nail Tech : Saraih Mai

Husband : Xavier Scott

Friends, Family and Followers

Contact Info :

Instagram : @darkskinnedalexis

Facebook Business Page : Alexis Ann Scott

Facebook Manager : Xavier Scott

Short story; “I’d do anything for you”

“I just want to run away!” I said getting into the car and slamming the door. My mom and I had been arguing a lot lately, but it’s been like this since my dad died.
“Arguing with your mom again?” I nodded at his question. Drew was my childhood best friend, he was there for me when my dad died. We were like 2 peas in a pod. “You really want to run away?” He looked down at me and his eyes softened up.
“I’d be lying if I said it wasn’t a plan.” I said laughing. “No really I kind of did want to run away but I know my mom would fall apart without me. Even though we argued a lot I love her.”
“Be up around 7, we’re going out.” Drew stated, I didn’t question him. He was the outgoing type, all his plans were fun. I nodded before getting out the car, I walked up to the front door of my house and took a moment before entering.
I opened the door and walked in, my mom wasn’t in sight. I made my way to my room and closed then locked the door. I had plans to go out with Jen on this warm Friday night but my mom ruined it for me. I was in no mood to be around anyone, I took my phone out my pocket and cancelled my plans with her. Once I sent the message I got my towel ready to go take a shower. Even though it was 6pm I wanted to shower and sleep. But I know I’d probably stay up for a while. I walked out to the hall way, my mom appeared from the stairway. I stopped in my tracks and looked at her, her eyes were blood-shot red, she didn’t even notice me as she continued to her room.
After my shower I locked myself in my room with a few snacks and binged watched some shoes on my computer. I felt myself drifting asleep, but before I closed my eyes I set an alarm for 6:30AM. I knew Drew was coming to get me at 7. He makes me happy, I’m glad we’re friends. I smiled to myself and fell asleep.
The next morning I woke up from my alarm, I walked over to my closet and picked out my outfit for the day. I settled on a graphic tee, black leather jacket, blue jeans and checker board vans. Once I was done getting dressed Drew called and said he was outside. I quietly opened my door and walked out I passed my mom room and felt a twinge of pain. She could use this Saturday to herself, I thought as I walked down the stairs then out the door. I ran to Drew car. “Where to?” I asked excitedly.
“Calm down, you’ll see,” he said backing out my driveway.
Driving down the street I sing along to the radio, “you’re so precious when you smile.” It seemed like we were driving for hours, but I knew where we were. Drew parked the car and I got out and ran to the beach. Drew ran after me, once we got to the beach we watched the sunrise. “I needed this, thank you.” I said looking at him.
“That’s not why I brought you here.” He said looking down at me. “I like you, a lot.”
Woah I didn’t see that coming. “Drew.” I said laughing, I covered my mouth. He grabbed my wrist and looked at me with a stern look. “You’re hurting me.” I managed to say.
“Sorry.” He said letting go, I took a step back. “But I am serious.”
“Drew I don’t see you as more than a friend.”
“But we can run away together.” He said stepping closer to me.
“Boy you are crazy. Take me home.” I said turning to walk away.
He grabbed my arms and looked at me, his face was red. This wasn’t the Drew I knew, I yanked my arm back and ran. He was trailing me and it was hard to run in sand. I managed to get to the sidewalk before I felt Drew tackle me. I hit my head against the concrete, I felt my body go cold and my vision went blurry, everything turned black.
I was starting to get my vision back, still a little blurry though. I checked out my surroundings, I was in a motel room strapped to a chair. I looked out the window and the sun was starting to set, what’s going on?! I wiggled in my chair, but my hands were secure with duck tape so were my feet. I thought about yelling for help but Drew walked out the bathroom.
“What’s going on?” I screamed.
“You were trying to leave me.” He said leaning against the wall. I’m confused. “Here’s the thing. I confessed my undying love for you and you tried to run away. I had plans for us to run away together.”
“I never wanted this! This is kidnap!” I yelled, while he was talking I managed to get my hands free.
“But you said you wanted to run away.” He said rubbing his forehead; he was starting to get upset.
“You are right.” I said as he looked at me sideways. “Can you get me a warm towel so I can wipe this blood off my forehead?”
“I knew you would understand.” He said walking into the bathroom.
Once I heard the water running I un-wrapped the tape from ankles. I got up and looked around the room, where is my phone?! It was nowhere in sight. I heard the water stop and my heart pounded. I grabbed the chair in hand, ready to attack. Once he came into view I threw the chair at him. I ran towards the door grabbing a knife on my way out. Lucky for me he left all my clothes on. I opened the door and looked around as I ran down the stairs. Where are we? As I was running I noticed we were surrounding by woods. I slowed down and looked behind me, drew was tailing me.
I ran into the woods, maybe I can lose him in here I thought. I hid behind a tree to catch my breath; I heard leaves crush beneath his weight as I held the knife tight. As Drew walked up, I came into view and held the knife out in front of him. He held his hands up in surrender.
“I just want to go home.” I Said out of breath.
“I’m afraid that’s not possible.” He said tackling me to the ground; I dropped the knife on my way down. “I just want to be with you.” He said choking me.
I gasped for air as his grip got tighter; I tried to move but all of his weight was on me. I searched around for the knife and found it. While losing air I got the knife into my hand, I plunged the knife into his chest. He gasped for air and fell onto his back. I started coughing because I could finally breathe again. I got to my knees and stumbled backwards away from Drew. He was still gasping for air. I slowly approaching him with tears in my eyes, I stabbed him in the heart.
“I loved you and…you stabbed me.” He said, he started to cough up blood. I laid his head in my lap and starred down at him. His eyes filled with tears and I wiped them.
“Come on we have to get you the hospital.” I said wiping my own tears, I looked around and saw the motel. “Where are we?”
“Stop.” He said grabbing my hand. “I won’t make it, just know I love you and I’d do anything for you.”
“You have to make it; I don’t know what I’d do without you. I need you!” I sobbed as his eyes started to slowly close. I cried harder as I heard him take his last breath, and then his eyes closed…. “I’ll always love you too.” I whispered.

By: Kamaria Giles

D.1000 Explains Why You Need Geo-Filter (PNG) Artwork For Your Promotions!

 

If you are as clueless as me your first question was probably “Well, what is a Geo-Filter (PNG)”. The graphic designer that goes by D.1000 explains this to us.

“A PNG file is a Portable Network Graphic, my works are generally large files so I convert them into PNG’s so that I’m able to post and use it as content on the Snapchat App. Surprisingly, this isn’t a regular file. I make illustrations and then turn them into a PNG files so that they are smaller and have more flexibility. For example; Easier to download, better color quality & smaller file to open. After that process you have made your very own Snapchat Geofilter! A Snapchat Geofilter is content that informs people where they are and what they may be doing . They can then use it to post and share with friends & family!” – D.1000

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Ok, see this graphic above? You can customize something like this and put it as an overlay on your picture or video as seen above. So the sections on the graphic that are white are actually transparent so you would see your picture or video behind the graphic. Similar to when Snapchat lets you put your location or time on the screen It’s pretty much the same premise.

 I used the Lil Wayne picture above as an example. The only difference with that graphic is that there is a opaque-brown overlay verse the “Welcome Prince Tamir” graphic which is completely clear. 

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Graphic by D.1000

I had some many questions for D.1000. To me, it’s a very unique business. I had to ask her about her history and what started her down this path.

“I realized that having one job wasn’t going to cut it. So I went online and typed in “ways to make money from my phone”. Nothing popped up so I went to YouTube…nothing there either and what I mean by “nothing there” is I spent countless hours downloading hacks and signing up for certain things that weren’t beneficial to me or my computer because soon after my computer caught a virus from all the fraudulent software I was trying to buy. I was in a rush to be rich! Times were very hard, so I turned to social media . I went on a daily media frenzy and at one point while I was recording a video on Snapchat I stopped recording and pressed the “x”. I then told myself I wanted to learn how to make a Snapchat Filters…of course, then I didn’t know the correct term. Quite frankly no one does!” – D.1000

For D.1000, it was simply drive and ambition that led her to this path of graphic design. She was tired of being stagnant. She found a way to be self sufficient. unnamed-4.pngThat’s really all we can ask for in these times. I almost always see D.1000 cross promoting with other business owners. Wether it be shouting out their business or modeling their clothing. Keep striving for self-reliant businesses out there.

If you want a personalized Snapfilter here is her contact below

D.1000 contact

13862765127  Dejaburkley@gmail.com

Written by : Bruce Walton Jr