What’s up, y’all?!

Thanks for stopping by. If you don’t know me, my name is Domenica.

My whole life my family has called me “Mens.” My sister’s name is Virginia and my cousin’s name is Samantha. And we’ve always just kind of used the last 2 syllables of our names as nicknames. “Ginia” “Mantha” for example. Somehow Domenica turned into “Menica” and “Menica” turned into “Mens” and now I have the phrase “Hey, Mens!” Burned into my brain. “Hey Mens, can you grab the remote?” “Hey Mens will you pass me the butter.” You get the idea.

Anyway. Thanks for reading my weird story about my nickname. I don’t like the way “Mens” looks so I changed it to Minz, but nobody else seems to have caught on. There was a brief moment in time when I was into graffiti and Minz was my “tag.” I’ve never felt much like a “Domenica.” It’s such a pretty name. I do not feel pretty enough for a name like Domenica. I feel like I should have long legs and an Italian accent. I drive a vintage car and wear scarves in my hair. One of those Gina Lollobrigida types. Born with smoldery eyes.

Anyways. This is what it’s like living in my brain. I have ADHD and am just constantly all over the place. I go from room to room never remembering what I was doing in the first place.

You may remember me from such things as Grey Clothing Company or maybe that one time I thought about starting a women’s hat company called Twolip.

I’ve also started a thousand projects and businesses and have THE hardest damn time keeping them going. At some point I lose interest or convince myself the whole thing was dumb in the first place and sink myself into a pit of depression and then wait until I hate myself SO much that I do the whole process all over again.

33 years I’ve been self destructing. I love creating. I love being able to say “thanks I made it!” I love gifting people things that I’ve made with my own two hands.

I love comedy.

I love humor. I think if we can all gently poke at ourselves we can help ease the anxieties we share.

I feel like with ADHD sometimes I’m moving so fast all of the time that I am CONSTANTLY fucking up. Because I’m putting myself in more risky situations all of the time. Sometimes this is healthy and sometimes this is not. Sometimes it’s hard to decide. But with that experience comes a lot of stories to share. To help encourage people to fuck up on their own too.

I was watching Brene Brown’s Netflix special last night and she reminded me of why I live this way. Because you have to be in the arena fighting for your life and taking risks all of the time.

I absolutely have privileges to take these risks because I have a good support system and a backup plan and places to go if anything ever really happened. I also know that I can always pick myself back up no matter where I am. It’s not always easy to see the silver lining but every day there is room for improvement. Sometimes that’s just getting out of bed.

Anyways. I want my work to reflect that. I want everyone to feel like they deserve to be in the arena as much as the next person. That we are all fighting something internally but that doesn’t make us less deserving

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