Raw and Intimate look into Alaura's life

So today I got the news that my Grandma Betty passed away and I am absolutely heartbroken and devastated. I was hoping to post a happy blog but that's not happening tonight I guess. To truly understand my Grandma Betty and I's relationship you have to understand a little bit of my past.

I was born in San Bernardo, California in 1991 to a meth addicted mother and father. By the time I was 5 years old my moms addiction was spinning out of control and my mom decided it was time she got help. So she called the police asking for help. They took one look at our meager trailer home and she was arrested and I was hauled away to a foster home, luckily that only lasted for a few days. I don't remember much about the foster home but I do remember the day that my Grandma Pat came and picked me up and took me into her care and I couldn't be more relieved. I ended up living with my Grandma Pat for about a year. But every weekend I got to go stay at my Grandma Bettys house. At her house I remember staying up late watching cartoons and she always had her fridge stocked with my favorite foods, vanilla ice cream and Fruity Pebbles with toast for breakfast. She also had a peculiar way of making PB&J's she would butter the bread before she put the peanut butter on it and I remember them being delicious. Her house was perfectly cleaned but it was decorated like a crazy cat lady she had 4 cats and cat statues everywhere. Another thing I remember was that she would walk about 2 1/2 miles to get her groceries everyday she said she liked the exercise.

Then a year later I was adopted by my aunt and uncle on my moms side and was forbidden from contact with my biological dads side of the family. Then once I turned 18 I got in contact again with my Grandma Betty and I am so glad I did. I made sure to call her and check up on how she was and how my "dad" was. I am so grateful for those conversations I got to have with her but also sad for all that missed time.

Theres more to my life story but it can wait another day

A new year a new me

I will be the first to admit that I have not been working to my full potential as a nude model, or camgirl whichever term you but I am going to change that.
 As some of you know I had been shooting for my own site. When I had first head the news that I was getting my own site I was totally stoked about and couldn't wait to start blogging, and shooting some fun, sexy content for my fans; and of course having a site to call my own would have been pretty cool too.

see pissed off look 

To be quite frank that completely fell through.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                              first of all the photographer and I did not vibe or get along at all. Second reason being that it was not fun or enjoyable in any way to shoot. It was more like having a million insults thrown in my face while trying to look sexy and look like im this confident sex goddess. After weeks of that I quit the site it takes a toll on your self esteem. I felt I would never make it in modeling and took a hiatus from mfc.

So I've since made a promise to myself that Im not going to do any modeling if im not fully enjoying the shoot. I started working an almost minimum wage job as a hostess for awhile. I continued to tweet which is something that I had always enjoyed. and got on mfc every once in awhile. Then the other day on mfc  I remembered how much fun I used to have and how much I loved it and it was for sure not the tips that night lol. I have since figured out that some people are just assholes and theres nothing to change them. Honestly  the pictures with that photographer came out great besides the pissed off look on my face :)
So as of last week thanks to a wonderful shoot with nubiles and some encouraging words from a few fans I decided I'm going to buckle down. So I created a blog decided to sell panties and I've decided to shoot my own pictures and videos. So I'm back for the new year and ready to make my dream a reality . I know I have a lot of work to do but ready to do it. I have my confidence back and I know I can do anything

One hell of a week

So this post should be about me and blah blah blah. However I have to much on my mind for that. It all started sunday when one of my best girlfriends whom we will call Amanda, called me saying she needed to talk. We usually talk everyday but I hadnt heard from her in almost a month which had me worried. She called me saying she had gotten kicked out of her parents house and was staying in a hotel. She told me other stuff but I couldn't decider half of what she was saying. I knew something was very wrong and offered to let her stay at my house. She declined but instead wanted me to do some laundry for her and her husband. So she stopped by with a bag full of laundry and left. When she was here it was clear to me that she was not herself she seemed disheveled talking a million miles a minute then and wasted. Once she left I was worried sick and started crying unvontrollably that was not the amanda I know. The. A few days later she calls me saying her and her husband are on a break and she needed a place to stay for a few days, I immediately said yes I was so happy to have her here and safe. Then tells me that another girl whom I didn't know was gonna stay here too I said absolutely not and eventually gave in. Amanda ended up staying one night then the next day she decided she was going to go back to her old partying ways I let her go nothing I could do about it. Once they left I went looking for a Victorias secret bag that had all the new underwear and a few bras that I had just purchased. It was nowhere to be found I've looked everywhere the miss me jeans I treated myself to after I did barely legal gone as well as some other clothes and and things. I am still livid. I feel like said friend really just needed a place for her and her disgusting friend to sleep and shower for a night. I feel so used its not even funny. And that girl fucked with my work and my money I now have to figure out how I'm going to recuperate all my bras and underwear little. I try to open up my home for some one and help someone out and this is what I get in return. Sorry for this not so great blog post I promise to have better ones in the future. If you would like to help me out and help me get new lingerie I would be ever so thankful.
Well I'm off to go get ready to find some new cam clothes