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Allow me to Introduce Myself....

I am a thirty something Italian American girl who grew up in Canarsie, Brooklyn. My mom moved me and my sister there after she decided she couldn’t take being married to a man who made her line up 10 towels in size order that had to be periwinkle blue  and meticulously placed on their bed each night after he took a shower. After which he would lay upside down on a special chair that had to be exactly one foot from the floor while she fluffed his coif with each towel one by one at 1.3 seconds per towel usage.    
So I think you can imagine the damage he did to her self esteem.
From then on I was basically raised by my old school Italian grandma, a mom who was trying to find herself and a block full of  nosy  neighbors. Yes growing up in such an environment has made me who I am today, but don’t judge me. I call myself Coco Warbucks as to protect my family name as well as pay homage to my 2 favorite characters I admired growing up, Annie Warbucks and Coco from Fame.

Please stay tuned for what's to come.. 
Check out the movie Annie or Coco's boobies in the movie Fame 
Also if you are interested in purchasing a set of perwinkle towels like the OCD Dad had Target has some lovely varieties

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