Stuff Brittney Says: People always ask me, "What are you?" Spanish? Italian? Hawaiian? Persian? Armenian? Puerto Rican? Albino Jamaican? ... I'm human, does it matter?

So Why Was I on Fox and Friends?

February 17th, 2016

I know … random, right?

See what happened was, a FOX News producer reached out to me asking if I’ll give my personal insight on the NFL, and now NBA Cheerleader uprising against low wages. Unsure if I was even qualified to do that, I reached out to one of my best friends who’s a TV reporter and told her to decide for me whether or not I should do it. She warned me: “You have some intelligent points to make, but take into consideration that while your sarcasm got you a job in radio, it can get you in trouble on TV.” In other words, don’t try and be funny and say something that will get misconstrued and turn you into a meme.

After making a mental note to not default to making jokes,  I agreed to risk publicly humiliating myself for the sake of using this platform to make a point, and it has little to do with the wage rage I was asked to weigh in on.

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Eat, Pray, Love: The Costa Rican version

March 25th, 2012

While normal people traveled to their parent’s house to visit family and gorge on turkey and stuffing for Thanksgiving, I booked a solo trip for a yoga retreat: AmaTierra in Costa Rica. Because as anyone who knows me personally can attest, I am definitely not normal. I mean, who goes to a foreign country by themselves during a family holiday? … I do apparently.

But my fit of insanity comes from a place of seeking sanity for myself, like my own version of an Eat, Pray, Love journey of self-discovery. You see, I never met any of my grandparents, which has left many chapters of my history book empty. All I know about my grandmother is that she moved to America from Costa Rica and barely spoke a word of English. And while life is a choose-your-own-adventure story, it’s hard to know where you’re going if you have no idea where you came from.

So, like a tree without roots, I ventured into the Costa Rican rain forest in search of my family tree, so I could climb it … 

And learned a lot … Eat, Pray, Love – The Costa Rican version