Mad Girl Diaries - The Introduction
- Timmery E. Turner
- Feb 11, 2011
- 3 min read
People always assume that the “Mad” in “Mad Girl” has to do with me being angry, but if you truly knew me you would understand that the only type of “madness” I possess is pure insanity. And I don’t mean that in a clinical kind of straight jacket way. Although at some moments I could see that being more than true.
I would rather describe my madness like that of a white coated laboratory scientist always working on his latest invention or world saving concoction. I say this because my ideas flow freely and constantly, and I always act upon them. They keep me up at night, they keep me high on life, and they definitely make me zany which is why I am often coined “crazy” by those who know me best. I am a woman of large personality who doesn’t take no for an answer. I tend to create my own set of rules, and break those that are already in place. I loathe conformity yet I long for stability. I have the mouth of a sailor because I’m pissed off at whoever decided “bad words” were bad words. And I just find it more than appealing to say ‘fuck’ on a daily basis. Not only that, I am pretty certain that I own the blue print for taking over the world….I just have to find it hidden amongst my cluttered room of strewn about rainbow colored and sparkly wardrobe, polka dotted fabrics, half written business plans, jewelry making supplies, cans of hot pink spray paint and my array of beloved stilettos.
I am the “Mad Girl” in “Mad Girl Productions”. Follow my adventures and ridiculously insane and challenging life as I run my ever growing company. Get to know my staff and crew, and learn how they drive me to a deeper madness…..like pulling down my top at a black tie event. Some of their personalities are questionable, but it all serves as an entertaining day and more than intriguing life experience. Follow my ever going battle with vanity and quest for perfection in this shallow ass industry that I hold so much admiration for. Become acquainted with the men in my life. The heart breakers, the ones that love me a little too much, the one I would marry (if he weren’t gay), the creepers, and the one that got away. Learn about my struggle with being an artist and innovator in a family that believes that having health insurance and a government job is the epitome of the “American Dream”. You’ll hear of stories of the life of a drifter I’ve somehow acquired. From living in my office, dwelling with a drug lord abusive ex-boyfriend, and to my current days of living in the laundry room of my best friend and business partner’s home, all in the name of success and manifesting my vision and dreams. This is my vow to my readers: “I will always be real. All of my articles stem from some kind of truth. I may or may not use your real name if you somehow pop up in my life. You might hate me, but you will probably end up loving me….and if you don’t you can fuck off. “ Until we meet again….. Always, Timmery (exoh)
