Meet Lourdes- RollinSD’s Newest Contributor

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Rollers please welcome RollinSD’s newest contributor Lourdes.  She is coming to you from the beautiful city of Las Vegas.  She promises to contribute weekly and is a huge baseball fan.  She was featured months back as a Rollin Hottie and as you will get when reading below, the girl is a spark plug.  You can also see a video of her at the bottom of this post with her describing her dream job.    TMTMTL@RollinSD.com

Born and raised on an island in the middle of the Pacific Ocean, I grew up with my toes in the sand, trying to keep my head above water.  Now miles away from my Paradise home, those little toes in the sand have been exchanged for 6” heels and desert dust.  I really am just a small town girl trying to live my life in the best way that I know how.  And the best way I know how?  By distracting myself with anything and everything that I can think of, friends, jobs, my Pomeranian, travel, sports, etc.

I came to Las Vegas with my good old street ricer, shipped from Hawaii of course, a box and a suitcase.  It sounds like the proverbial small town girl, moved to the big city story, but what can I say?  It’s exactly what happened.  I came from a very long-term abusive relationship and that is what landed me in Las Vegas.  Met the guy when I was 19, got pregnant a few times in which G*d just knew better and I bore no children, bounced from job to job while getting verbally and physically abused and lo and behold… One day I get a call from the Veterinarian and apparently our 5-year old Siberian Husky Shadow was being shipped off to California.  I joke about it all the time, but it’s the absolute truth. I got two weeks notice before said ex-boyfriend (and the man I thought I was going to marry) left the islands to start a new life in and about the Upland area.  And that’s how he left.  Left me behind in Hawaii, crying on the floor with absolutely nothing to say for himself.  So many years of my life, wasted.  And with anger seething and an unsure future, I made the whimsical decision to start my life all over again, in the midst of Sin City, hell on earth.

I’ve learned that everyone in this town has a story, and I’m no different.  I’ve had a few jobs here while trying to “find myself.”  Everything from being a hostess in a 24-hour café in a hotel, a personal assistant, worked as a project coordinator for a general contractor, was a college admissions advisor and then there was that short stint in which I got lured by a Craigslist ad to solicit pornography subscriptions.  That was pretty humorous.  And for the record, I did not, nor have ever done pornography, but apparently if anyone’s interested in being a salesperson, I have a phone number I can give you.   And one day I lost my car as I was leaving a club and that’s how I got into the nightlife industry.  That in and of itself is a whole other story, but also a key indication of how I try to bring rhyme and reason and make sense of the chaos that is my random life.

I started as a street promoter.  Otherwise known as the lowest of the low of the tiers of the nightlife industry.  Handed out fliers, talked to tourists, tried to convince them to come out and party.  It’s not easy work by any means, but in these neck of the woods, can be very lucrative and a good way to get your foot in the door of any nightclub.  I remember complaining that my feet hurt all the time because of the long hours standing, but these days, I’d swear by it that my feet have gone numb.  The street promoting stint didn’t last for very long.  By nature I’m a workaholic and sooner rather than later I found myself doing several other things for the company I worked for, from being the girl at the coat check counter, the cashier and then eventually becoming the Executive Assistant to the Managing Directors as well as the Promotions Coordinator.  All fancy names really for the things that I actually did but I’ll tell you one thing, I don’t regret any of it and have learned some very valuable lessons and gained invaluable experience.  The Las Vegas Nightlife can seem like it’s very glamorous, but I’ll be the first to tell anyone that the key to success is not getting too wrapped up in the bright lights of it all, to keep focused and to remember what it is that you’re ultimately after.  Whether it’s a means to an end in achieving your educational and/or personal goals, or even making a career of it all, it can be very easy to fall into the lifestyle.  Party after party, one bottle at a time, the alcohol flows readily and with it sometimes, the consequences.  I’ve seen some pretty amazing things, and I also know that anyone in the nightlife industry will have the same things to say.  Everything from seeing what $100,000 of Dom Perignon looks like as I stumbled across a random bachelor party whom after having just met them ten minutes prior, decided to accompany, having the privilege to host NBA, NFL and MLB players or even the darker side of things, getting drugged at the ever-popular day life pool parties here. And for the record, never assaulted (thank you J*sus).

I went on to become the Office Manager of another venue here in which I gained even more invaluable experience by being one of the key staff members to help introduce and integrate procedures and processes in the opening of an establishment as well as learn from my superiors who have been around the nightlife industry in this and other cities in the world.  As you may be able to tell, I respect them deeply.

Freelance writing?  Coincidentally to add to the randomness that is my life, my writing was discovered through myspace.  Yes, myspace.  A local website owner had stumbled across a blog of mine by chance and had been following my entries for a while. A myspace message, and a business meeting over dinner later, I found myself adding content and driving traffic to said site.  Somewhere in between I had offered to manage and create a blogsite for the nightclub I was working for and had on a whim, created my own blogsite in order to not just practice my writing skills, but to also document what had become my life.  Enter in a few college courses later and a local internship at a national media group later and here I am today.  How I arrived at RollinSD.com?  Well, someone who manages the site had come across some of my sports writing and being a Yankee fan, he a Red Sox fan, he had reached out to me for content.   I honestly wish that my life weren’t bogged down so much by having a day job and/or other things, but at the end of the day, in my quest to be strong and independent, I have a life to pay for.  And that’s the reality of the situation.  If I had it my way, I’d be on a beach somewhere or at a baseball game with my laptop in tow, typing away.  That’s my happy place.

These days, not being too far removed from the industry, you’ll find me here and there at local nightclubs, baseball games, and sometimes, even on the radio.  I’ve been blessed to meet some amazing people and look forward to making the trek to San Diego to meet some SD Rollers in person as well as providing you all with some interesting content.

So there’s my story in a nutshell.  My name is Lourdes, and it’s my pleasure to meet you.

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