"Confessions From Cabo"

by Morgan Osman July 20, 2020 15 Comments

"Jobs fill your pockets, adventures fill your soul"

- On Thursday, March 19, 2020 40 Million Californians Are Ordered to Stay Home - 

California Gov. Gavin Newsom issues a statewide "stay at home" order, and calls on residents to recognize the reality of the coronavirus pandemic. From that day on, for roughly 3 weeks straight, I literally didn't leave the house. I called my ex-boyfriend (we have a confusing relationship, I’ll explain it one day) and locked myself inside of my house glued to the daily news. My first thought was "This is amazing. I can lay around all day and no one can judge me." But as weeks turned to months and the sad/harsh reality of deaths and substantial economic hardship set in, I started to go crazy. Mentally, physically, emotionally and financially. I would shower, eat, shower, eat, smoke some weed, and shower again before going to bed. This became my monotonous routine. I've always showered a lot, no idea why, but this was next level. Bored out of my mind and stressed like everyone else, I pulled the trigger on Still That Bitch. By now, most of you know, I started it back in November 2019 with no fucking clue what direction to go in and not being tech savvy at all, I pushed it aside. Well! It’s the best thing that quarantine did for me. Not because it’s given me a salary, which is great, but because it pushed me out of my comfort zone. I’ve learned so many new things and I continue to learn regularly. It’s allowed me to connect with so many people, it’s given me a platform to be my self and help others. I put all of my energy into perfecting this website. Building out a store and a blog in one website isn't easy, people ask me all the time how I did it. I don’t even know lol, but I did, and I’m proud. I gave you guys a lot of content - pretty fast, and I didn’t realize it was going to take a tole on me. Again, I’m new to this. I’m literally new new to it ALL. What was supposed to be something “for fun” when I “felt like it,” quickly became a nonstop business. As if the world isn’t already demanding of constant content, I also had to deal with the fact that everyone was sitting at home with nothing better to do than be entertained. Whether it be Netflix, 90 day fiancé, an episode of Keeping Up With The Kardashians or www.stillthatbitch.com people want SHIT! - I mean content, people want content 24.7. I didn’t realize one blog post would take me roughly 17 to 30 hours. Not consecutively, but that’s about how long a post takes after you write it, proofread it and add photos. I’m sure some of you have noticed that I haven’t proofread the last few. I don’t even care about a typo anymore. Yea, I’m at that point. Soooooo! With all that backstory out of the way, it was time for a vacation. My birthday is this Friday, July 24th, so it was a early birthday trip mixed with a plea for sanity. I was nervous about traveling during the pandemic and we waited until the travel ban had been lifted. I purposely flew out of Tijuana, MX because their customs is much easier. I had originally planned a trip to Tulum but last minute switched it to Cabo San Lucas because I didn’t want to be in humid sticky weather. Cabo is dry heat like Vegas. Tulum is humid like Miami.

The Way There:

If you know me you know my number one fear in the world is flying. I would rather be covered in spiders than get on an airplane (I swear it was a good 80% of why I couldn’t be with Plein another minute - I HATE FLYING and even more, I HATE flying private.) I’m a weirdo, I know. I fucking hate it. HATE HATE HATE. My entire nervous system gets thrown off and I hysterically cry on every flight. No one believes me until they fly with me and they never want to again. I literally have to warn people “you DON’T want to fly with me, it’s torture.” For someone who has traveled (almost) the entire world, I feel as if I’m actually getting worse, not better. It’s sucks. I was dreading this flight but it couldn’t have gone any smoother. God knew I needed this trip and the incredibly smooth flight set the tone. Immediately when we landed I felt so invigorated. I was so happy to be out of LA, out of quarantine and not working for a few days. The trip was originally supposed to be four nights and five days. We were booked at the Nobu Los Cabos for two nights and The Cape, A Thompson Hotel for the other two. We arrived at the Nobu and I was so blown away by the aesthetics. I didn’t expect it to be so beautiful. We stayed in a junior suite facing the pool and ocean. Since it was an early birthday trip I was surprised with an early birthday gift, and rose petals all over the room. The trip was off to the best start. We had dinner that evening at Nobu restaurant and I knew immediately this was by far one of my favorite trips I had ever been on. I don’t know why. I don’t know why I felt this sense of peace and euphoria. I really can’t explain what I felt, it was some natural high that I’ve never felt before. Obviously I’ve done way “cooler” things in my lifetime that’s exactly why I was so surprised. It’s true when they say it matters who you travel with, the timing, and where you are in your own life mentally and physically. Looking back, it’s pretty obvious that I felt so at peace because I was finally out of such a stressful environment. I don’t just mean with work, but with the pandemic and the world the last 5 months, it was incredibly imperative to just “turn off” and enjoy the moment.  We relaxed by the pool, ate the best food and I took so many pictures. Downtown Cabo was closed, and the resort was really empty but so tranquil. We then checked into the Panoramic Suite at the Cape Hotel. I was blown away even more by this hotel. I can’t wait to go back and stay there longer. We some how managed to run into friends of ours and the next two days were great before receiving a phone call from a “friend” Jason saying he booked a villa, we should extend and stay with him. I hate villas, first red flag. I hate making my own coffee, ironing my own clothes, making drinks, cooking AND having to clean it all up - all while on vacation. It is so contradicting to me. If that’s what I wanted I would’ve rented a villa to begin with. I’ve stayed in them in Mykonos, I’ve stayed in them in Ibiza and every time I hate them. Since I was already on cloud nine and I thought nothing could get in my way, we extended and went to the villa. Immediately when I met Jason I knew it wasn’t going to be good. All my euphoria went out the door and I could sense this was going to be a longgggg 3 days. The first night he sat around the fire starting trouble, gossiping and making everyone uncomfortable. He then suggested we all take mushrooms. I’ve never tried mushrooms and never had a desire to until recently. I’ve researched this micro-dose technique that’s become widely popular (and even legal in some places) to help people with stress, anxiety, sharpen your senses and give you energy. Most people will say they are  “simply life changing.” Microdosing involves taking roughly one-tenth the “trip” dose of a psychedelic drug, an amount too little to trigger hallucinations, but enough to sharpen the mind. Well, that’s not the kind he had. He had real hallucinogen shrooms, exactly what I’ve always stayed away from. I don’t want to see shit that isn’t actually there, never was into that type of high. Here we all are, awkwardly sitting around the pool (in his case, the fire pit) drinking spicy margaritas when Jason decided to hand out these shrooms. I later found out the hard way that you aren’t supposed to mix them with alcohol. I chewed on one for about three seconds before I spit it out and waited for it to do whatever the hell it was going to do. I waited and waited and nothing happened and then boom! I was instantly sick. So sick. I ran to the bathroom and couldn't stop throwing up. What a bad way to start the next three (bad) days. The next morning I was told Jason was by the fire talking shit about me that night before. At 9am I pranced my skinny ass into the kitchen and told him off. Ya know, Morgan style: “Fuck you! I never even wanted to come to this shitty cheap villa. When you arrived you immediately started drama and you're ruining my trip!!” Then I stormed back up to my room and slept all day. I later said sorry to be civil, whatever. That night we had a dinner planned at the Michelin Star Restaurant "Manta," inside The Cape Hotel. Jason Informed us that he had ordered two strippers for entertainment after dinner. Fine, no problem. I was down for anything to shut him up and maybe have some fun. The girls arrived to the dinner. I didn’t see that coming, but as long as Jason was happy I was all for it. One of the girls told Jason (using google translate) that she didn’t feel comfortable riding in the car with me back to the villa. I don’t know if that’s true but that’s what he told me. I didn’t know she had a say in how she gets to the villa, but okay. Sure. In the end we all road together and as soon as we arrived he was in the bedroom with both of them. What happened to the stripping and entertainment? Right. Okay. I went to sleep and the next day I had enough. The guys went to the gym and I packed my stuff. I booked the same suite at the Nobu Hotel and just as I was leaving the guys arrived. I yet again had a screaming match with Jason. No idea why. I never saw this guy in my life, never will again. He was so bitter and weird the entire time, literally from the moment he arrived. It completely ruined my vibe. We had it out and I left back to where I was happy and safe. Nobu loved us, and when we checked out the first time they told me I’m welcome back anytime and they would like to host us at Nobu in Miami. I was so fucking excited to be back there away from all of the drama. We spent the next two days relaxing by the pool, enjoying the beautiful view again and had dinner at Nobu restaurant twice. We watched the UFC fight, I bet on it and won. I won a new Hermes Birkin bag to be exact lol. I made sure to end my trip on a good note. This was my first trip since quarantine and it really put things into perspective. It made me appreciate being able to be by the ocean, hearing the waves crash while I processed my thoughts.

Arriving at Nobu Hotel:

My Early Birthday Gift:

The Cape, A Thompson Hotel:

Back at Nobu Hotel:

 Just days before leaving Cabo, we found out that Los Angeles had gone back into “lock down.” I wasn’t exactly sure the details but I was so happy that I took this trip when I did. My birthday is this week and I had originally planned to have a small, but not that small house party. I started planning it beginning of June when our state started to “open” back up. I had an event planner, a gorgeous house rented and 3 outfit changes. I was so excited to be with my closest friends after we had all been locked inside since March. By the end of June it wasn’t looking so good and we decided to go to Cabo last minute for my birthday. When we landed back in California I realized that even a house party with 10 people was a bad idea. People have been getting sick even in the smallest group settings. I don’t want to be blamed for anyone being sick or something even worse happening. A couple in Miami, on Star Island, keeps throwing house parties and over 30 people have ended up extremely sick. People talk about this stuff, word travels fast we know. That’s the last thing I need so, my birthday will probably be like everyone else’s this quarantine, let’s see. Thank god I extended Cabo and I seriously can’t wait to go back. I love Mexico 🇲🇽♥️ Happy [early] Birthday to Me! If I do something exciting for my actual birthday, July 24th, I’ll be sure to tell you guys all about it. 

- This is my first blog post since quitting nicotine. As most of you may have seen on Instagram, I quit the Juul vape last Sunday, July 12th. I ran out of the pods in Mexico and decided that was it. I had been smoking it for just under three years. Three fucking years! Disgusting. I didn't plan on being on it that long and promised myself I was going to quit for my birthday. I thought for sure I would still be smoking it ON my birthay while I would be drinking, but how amazing it is that I've quit before. I found myself smoking it more than ever when I was writing/working on the computer. I was inhaling it nonstop and it was giving me the worst headaches and low energy. Writing this without it wasn't easy, I was constantly "reaching" for it mentally.

- Breonna Taylor's killers still haven't been charged. Justice for Breonna!

https://justiceforbreonna.org  

 Yours Truly, 

That Bitch! 

 

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