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"Let The Music Be Your Guide" 

Dear readers,

Are you gonna run? Are you gonna fly? I know that you can do it. 6 years ago I wrote these lyrics in a Costco parking lot. 6 months later I found myself in one of the most historic studios in the United States, recording with a Grammy award winning team and producer. Hours of tears and fears in the studio booths and 3 months later, this little song I wrote as I moved to LA, made it's way onto the worldwide web. Here we are 5 years later. So much has happened in the last 5 years. I don't really need to re bring up my diagnosis with Glaucoma , falling out with the music industry, people who came and went. There is many pages about that in this story, I don't need to do an hour long recap of the bad. This song is about empowering and uplifting the kids, the men, the women, everyone who wants to live a brand new day. That is me. I want to live a brand new day. Normally artists don't celebrate anniversaries or birthdays of the work they put out into the world. They only do that on special occasions for special songs.
This is a very special song for me. I feel like the morals of what I stand for in life is clearly represented throughout each verse and bridge. I know when something is special and I know this song is still special 5 years later. It is unfortunate that I got sick and my career, this record, this album, took a hard hit along with me. But I was once told that LTMBYG and the whole album it comes with, is timeless. I 100% agree. I'm not just saying that because it is my album. I'm saying that because it is so much more than that. Within the DNA of this track and then the whole album that it comes with, is messages of LOVE in all forms. Loving yourself for all your flaws, faults, highs, lows. Accepting and loving the world around you, no matter their size, color, sexuality, religion. Loving everyone for the beauty they hold within. And being proud of the beauty around you. As my audience continues to grow and I grow as a social influencer, I want to remind everyone where I come from. I don't come from the fashion world, I don't come from the blogging community. I am a singer - songwriter. I will always be a musician and a devoted artist. I 100% plan on using my audience to my advantage, because if they love me as social influencer, then I hope they love me for who I truly am, Dom Baza, the singer- songwriter. I hope they give me the chance to give my children, my songs, a 2nd life it truly deserves. Let The Music Be Your Guide, deserves a 2nd life. My song and whole album is too special to have 1,000 copies sitting at my parents house, when the messages within them NEED to be heard, especially now with the way the world we live in works.

I always have a lot on my mind. Lately i have a lot on my plate. I have been so busy being a social influencer. When I surrendered I thought things were gonna take a little while to pick up. But my email and phone has not stopped flickering at me. I have been blessed with the opportunity to keep doing empowering and special collaborations for social media. I swear each week they get better. I'm genuinely excited to keep trying something new. I have turned my blog about fashion into something I am proud of as an activist. To be able to speak up about causes that are important to me, that means a lot. I feel like everything has been leading right to this moment, the 5 year anniversary of Let The Music Be Your Guide. All the current themes I have been preaching about, all lead up to this and beyond. I wanted to do something special for this song that really is the definition of who I am. When I wrote Let The Music Be Your Guide, I was 17 years old. It was September 2012 and I just got my first apartment in LA. I was in the car with this melody stuck in my head. The lyrics "Are you gonna run, Are you gonna fly" on endless repeat until I reached the lyrics "Come on feel it in you, Let The Music Be Your Guide". I had been circling that title for 2 weeks. I didn't know what I wanted to use it in, but I knew I was going to use it eventually.
You see, I wrote the title "Let The Music Be Your Guide" on a guitar I autographed for a fan named Rosy. She loved my song "September" and got a hold of me to autograph a guitar she had won. I signed it and put always let the music be your guide. I thought it was catchy and would be great to use in a song. I just didn't know what to do with it until I took a trip to Costco. I know that sounds weird, but i'm serious, Costco was a great inspiration that day. It took me 5 mins to come up with the rest of the song. The rap came naturally, it just flowed so well in my head. I was feeling all these emotions run through my head and heart. At the time I was genuinely struggling with figuring out what I wanted in my personal life. I was married to my career, I still am married to my career, but now I find balance between my personal life, illness, and my careers. In all honesty I wrote this song for the world, but I wrote it as a letter to myself as well. I didn't know what I was going to find when I moved to LA. I didn't know I was going to get picked up so quickly and have my world turn upside down. I knew I wanted to make the record that would become all 10 songs in Let The Music Be Your Guide, the album. I knew I wanted to fall in love. That was important to me, I wanted to feel loved and love someone like the way I was beginning to love myself. It took me a second to accept my unique qualities. Funny thing is, I would gain more unique qualities a year later.
I moved to LA with so much love in my heart. So much love that I wanted to share. All that love is what brought this song to life. When Let The Music Be Your Guide was released, same sex marriage became legal in California. I did not plan on the release to meet up perfectly with this historic ruling. It just happened so naturally. I can't begin to describe the feelings I felt from the amazing feedback I got when this song first hit online. I know I am not the biggest singer in the world, or the best, but my work can stand tall on it's on. But there is people who do love this song. I did get some sort of audience that listened to what I had to say. They took the time and heard me out and connected with the message in my song. I still have every tweet sent to me saved in a folder. One girl told me, thank you for saving me, thank you for your music, thank you for giving me this song to use as my guide. My song didn't get to reach everyone in the world, but knowing that it reached a young girl and made some sort of impact on her, that is something I will always be proud of. My fans that supported this song, the whole album, they played a huge part in getting me back out of the music closet to celebrate this special song 5 years later. 

In May, I quietly started working on a new version of the music video for the song. I wrote down ideas and thoughts. I thought it wouldn't be possible to do. I thought everyone was going to turn me down and not want to be apart of what I wanted to create. As I explained to them, Let The Music Be Your Guide was relevant then, and now more than ever. We live in a world where you turn a corner, haters there, love is exiled. We try to think but we are all so in denial. There is so much sin going around like it's destiny's child. But if we can all put a smile on our face and help a kid who is trying to run an 8 mile race, to their dreams that are far from in denial, away from sin spreading around like west nile. Together we will run, we will fly, there is music in our hearts and we will let that be our guide. I am so sick of turning on the news to see another school shooting, another hate crime, another issue about someones race or sexuality. This is not right and I want to stand up and speak out. I want to stand up and speak out and help heal with what gift god gave me, my music, and my voice. I truly believe we are all equal. June is Pride month for my LGBTQ brothers and sisters. We should stand up and be proud of what makes us special. We shouldn't have to feel the need to hide away from society.
Society is making a shit load of people want to hide what makes them, them. ENOUGH. I have had my share of racist experiences in the last year, but my little encounters can't top the headlines of the African Americans, the Muslims, the Mexicans, anyone NOT white. For a time we were united wether white, black, or even beige, and now today in societies huge rage, none of us our equal in their eyes. But let me tell you, we are. Don't let the fake news and rage blind you from seeing that our unique souls are meant to be the way they are. Stand UP with pride. Be proud of who you are, where you come from, what god you love, who you love, and everything that makes you, you.
I am proud to be apart of the LGBTQ community, I am proud to say I have swayed both ways, I am proud to be a non white Guamanian Filipino American import, singing every genre of music, preaching the things I believe in, loving a French Italian man, standing up for the underdogs, fighting a disease that is trying to make me blind, proud to be a son, a brother, an uncle, a friend, a partner and a lover. I am proud that my loved ones from around the world chose to join in and celebrate my song and the message it holds in a month that should be filled with nothing but love. I am honored that they along with more than a handful of my fans could write words of love, words of wisdom, words that describe who they are and what they believe in, words that uplift, words that empower, words that inspire to aspire. I hope that their words along with the song that I wrote help make some sort of difference in someones life. I hope that the things I have to say and the people that are in my life help give this song the 2nd life it deserves so it can help the kids, the men, the woman, who are ready for a brand new day. 

When you break down and cry, or have sleepless cold night, remember tomorrow is a new day. Every little thing is gonna be alright.

With love in our hearts we are equal. Love is love, is love, is love. 
And you, yes, i'm talking to all of you, 
Don't let anyone ever tell you, you are not loved. 
Because you are loved.
​You are loved. 

Love, Dom 

Photographer: Joey Marie & Dom Baza
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​Stories From My Life - Chapter 7

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START OF: Chapter 7

"Girls Like You"

​Dear readers,

​Summer is finally here. It is time to explore familiar surroundings and learn to see things from a different perspective. It has been an experience to finally learn about these different areas of San Francisco and all the great people I have gotten to meet over the last few months since I surrendered. With every single word, I open up more and more. I’m speaking out more and more about things that are important. Things that need to be spoken aloud. I was honored to receive a message from someone who works for museum hacks. Cody approached me to attend a museum tour called “Badass Bitches”. By reading that title it may seem like something weird, but it’s a tour about women. Not just any women, badass bitches who are powerful and empowering. I am outspoken about a lot. I am proud  to be a feminist, I am proud to support woman’s rights, I am proud to speak up about gender equality. These are things that we need to support, especially now,  in this society that we live in. My sister Courtney is a badass bitch! So I  obviously asked her to come along with me for the journey. I didn’t know what to expect, but what we learned and saw made us appreciate the term bitch even more.

Bitch is not a foul word unless you choose to use it as a foul word. It can honestly be an empowering word, if used correctly. Especially now in a world with woman who are at the forefront standing up against these predators from the #metoo movement and beyond. These women are shedding their fears and showcasing their true badass bitch nature. Courtney and I met up with our tour guide Kayla. From the moment we met her and our tour partners, we knew it was going to be a fun time. Now I’m not going to break down every detail of this tour. I want people to go out and take this tour for themselves. I want people to go and learn firsthand what a true badass bitch is. However, I will talk about our experience and what an amazing time we had with Kayla and museum hacks, at such a renowned museum apart of San Fran’s rich history. I have always admired the DeYoung Museum. I am in the area shooting a lot of the time, but I have never actually been inside this beautiful museum made of copper. Kayla thought us about the history and all the women who make this museum better. Some of the women you may not even know their name. For museum hacks to have tour guides like Kayla, it makes the learning experience more fun. Kayla asked us to name a badass bitch who inspires us. A badass bitch, that is not our mom. So I chose Jenny Quattrucci. As you guys already know after telling part of Jenny's story within this narrative, I had to choose her. It only felt right because what Jenny has done over the past few weeks for her students, that is something a TRUE badass would do. She stepped up to the plate, went against the dark side and got her funding for her students, so that they can build their own rebellion, with a fierce badass bitch of a leader. After leading us on a scavenger hunt within the African section of the museum, Kayla ended up dropping some sick lines about Kate Warren. I'm not going to sit here and drop every line she said, isn't that copyright?... Please don't sue me Kayla, lol.  I want people to go on this tour and experience this genius poetic live and in action. As you can see our trip with Museum Hacks was not boring, it was interactive and Kayla kept us active by feeding us knowledge about these incredible women, in such fun ways. We went into a room of paintings and had to reenact uncomfortable poses women had to do when getting their old school selfies back in the day. Because let's be real these self portraits were the original selfies.  At the hour mark we took a break and went our separate ways for a little bit. Courtney and I went on a little stroll of the rooms we saw prior with Kayla. We discussed how these women we were learning about really are the beating heart of what it means to be a women with power. Majority of the time women do the real work in this world. I am a man, i'm not American, I don't get treated with the same respect the average white male does, but I get treated with more respect than the average woman, and let me tell you that is fucked up. I think the men in this world forget we come from a male and female. Our mother's are the first woman we truly get to know. Everyone is raised differently, but it is sad to see a male dominated world try to push women to the back of the stage instead of the spotlight they deserve to stand in. It sad that men think they can overpower women because they have a part of their body they can trap within the woman. Men are stupid that way. Women are strong, in fact women are stronger than men. I hate this me too movement because it hurts to see these women come forward and tell the stories of the nightmare they have been burying inside of them for so long. I also admire the me too movement, because women are speaking up and finally standing in the light, pushing these monsters that haunted them away and speaking their truth. Our world is dominated by men who try to overpower women and shut them up because their foul minded little minds think that they make better decisions than women. I think they forget, 100% of the time our mother's are always right. It is sad that certain men in this world forget the sacrifices their mother's made for them growing up. Sure it takes 2 to be a parent, but a mother carries you in her womb, goes through pain to bring you out into this world, only for you to grow up and loose yourself to this sad reality that we live in. I hope that one day my nephews can grow up and the reality of woman being the higher power is real. We see seeds of it being planted now. It us up to us men and woman to stand together to make sure these seeds are watered so that they grow into something beautiful for the children of tomorrow. I hope that a woman like Kayla will exist years from now, and inspire young girls by telling the stories of the women that came before them, I hope that these stories will inspire the young boys to treat every woman like the queens they truly are.
I hope that the notion of having to use names like JK Rowling or EL James will never again be a thing to sell more books. I hope that men will stop trying to take credit for a woman's hard work, because that is still very much an ongoing issue. I hope that more woman push against the odds like Jenny Quattrucci and take back what is right. I hope that one day a woman can step into the highest power and show that she can do a better job than the bag of Cheetos ruling over us now. I hope that museum hacks continues to have woke tours like this, and woke tour guides like Kayla so we can learn and come out of the experience with an even greater respect for women and museums that hold beautiful pieces of their stories. 

​I give museum hacks props for having tours that are an experience worth every penny. By the end of the day Courtney and I just couldn't stop raving about how fun this journey was. It was like going on a school field trip, but more fun. I would totally go on another adventure with Museum Hacks. Especially if it is  a tour that is as woke as the one we just went on. The De Young Museum, I am so happy we got to experience the wonders this beautiful location holds. I can't describe what it is like to step into a place that houses so many unique pieces made by beautiful men and women of all colors from around the world. I may only see out of one eye, but I do know when something is beautiful and this whole experience was.

​Love, Dom 

Photographer: Courtney Johnson ​ & Dom Baza

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"In Time"

Dear readers,
​We are finally at the halfway point of this story. Is it weird that it feels like forever since I started selling my soul to this 2nd diary. I reread all 52 pages within the last few weeks, what a journey it has been. All the highs evened out with the lows. I have enjoyed opening up about literally everything. I'm curious to see where this Summer of mine goes. Last year was a pretty depressing summer. Rereading my thoughts, really gave me the feels. But every single uplifting word that came out of my head and onto the keyboard, that really gave me clarity of what I want to do as an influencer, musician, activist, person, human. Within everything I do, I do it with love.
I have great mentors to thank for that. Thinking back to when I first entered the music industry, that was all my teacher's doing. Wally Hunt saw that I can do so much. I always believed it, but now I feel and see the importance of what he meant I could do. Sure, I was his star alto sax player, but he saw there was more to me. There was music in me, within that music was a voice. How I use that voice, well, it is up to me to do good or bad with it. I obviously love to do good. Growing up my parents set the example of giving back. The people who have come along the way and entered my life have shaped me into me. From my parents, to my teachers, I wouldn't have a platform to document my life's journey so far. I was lucky to have mentors who looked out for my best interests. I still have wonderful mentors within my loved ones and peers. I only hope that kids like my nephews and all the other boys and girls, get the love and support they need from a mentor of their own. That way when they grow up, they can choose how they share their voice, from the lessons they learned on their journey.

Jennifer Lee Quattrucci, known to her students as Mrs. Quattrucci, known to her kids as mommy, known to me as one of my best friends, mentors, sister from another mister, Jenny. I got to know Jenny over the last 2 years in a little instagram cult I was thrown into. In fact, majority of my friends and squad comes from this little group we created through an app. Believe it or not, Instagram can be a great place for networking. Jenny is one of the strongest woman I know. She has been there for me through every tear, every fear, every mental breakdown, over the last 2 years. Although she lives back east, she has become family, her whole family has. She is a devoted wife, loving mommy, and a phenomenal teacher. She loves her students with all her heart. You know how they say god made us in our own special way, to make an impact in our own special way, well, Jenny was born to be a teacher.
This woman is wise beyond her years and she was meant to be brought into her students lives to be their own Wally Hunt. Jenny teaches to 26 low income students in Providence, Rhode Island. As I continue to point out, people think it is all fine and dandy here in the United States. Wake up call, it is not. Can you believe Jenny had to create fundraisers via donorschoose.com, because her school district will not help pay for the supplies that her low income students desperately need. When i was in school, everything we needed was there. These kids didn't even have a desk to sit on. What do the people of higher power think the kids are gonna do? Sit on the floor? These kids are the next generation. Kids who have dreams and aspirations to be something better than the adults that deprive them of the necessities they need in order to learn and thrive , so that they can fulfill those dreams. I decided to write down my thoughts about this all, because these kids reminded me of a time when I was in a situation like this.
Not exactly like this, but I had a teacher fight for me too, fight for what was right. So that when I got to the age that I am now, I will be able to take the knowledge I learned and go follow my dream. Back when I was in 7th grade my school district said I could no longer participate in band. My grade in math was a C and I was not good at it, i'm still not good at it (lol). Anyways, that didn't sit well with Mr Hunt. I was his lead alto sax and they kicked me out of the class and put me in remedial math classes. First off, it was like a blow to my self confidence. How can you put someone with a C in a remedial Algebra class? I knew the basics of math, all you needed to do was give me a shot at getting the B I needed. The higher power didn't think I deserved a chance, so they locked me away and put me in these horrendous classrooms for 4 periods of math.
Mr. Hunt made sure I was surviving during this time. He went to the district and fought until he was able to make his case, that I deserve to be in his class, playing music and doing what I love. This was like this for 3 months. He and my algebra teacher, who was a saint as well, they both made sure, I not only got the B in algebra, but that I was able to be in band and explore my musical passion. If Mr Hunt didn't fight for me, I don't know if I would have made the choice to even have a desire to be in the music industry. Without that man who fought for me, I would have never made Time Is All i Have, Never moved to LA, Never taken the steps to Let The Music Be Your Guide, or be typing this out for MrDomBaza. His actions set the course of my journey. Jenny's actions will set the course for her students as they continue their journey.
There is something poetic about this being the halfway mark of a new story. It is a weird time to say, "what if". What if, Mr Hunt never fought for me, what if, Jenny didn't do these fundraisers. It gets you thinking about what kind of person these kids may grow up to be, what kind of person, I would have become. I am so honored that I had the chance to help these kids out in a tiny way. I know what it is like to struggle and, I may not know what these kids have to endure when they go home, but I do know what it is like to want a piece of happiness, to want to be in a safe haven. They go to see their favorite teacher 5 days a week, to dream in their safe haven that she has created.  
It is so sad that the men and woman of higher power choose to deprive these needy children of their necessities  for their safe haven. Are they in these kids shoes? No they are not. Jenny spends 5 days a week for  7 hours or more with these children. She has gotten to know them and know what they desire. She sees their potential, like Wally saw in me.  Defying the judgment of the higher power, Jenny has pushed through. Jenny has fought and she has won. All but one of her fundraisers are now fully funded. The last one, that won't take long to get funded. I'm pretty sure someone will swoop in and save the day for Jenny and the kids. I hope things in this world get better, that way the generation of tomorrow won't have to be deprived of a place to explore their dreams and passions. I hope that one of these kids smiling in these beautiful pictures, my sister Jenny sent me, will one day have chance to write about their journey. Who know's maybe i'll be sitting here reading about them, like you read about me. It's all about the circle of life and the wheel of fortune. With beautiful souls like Jenny and Wally taking the leap of faith for their students, in time, there just may be hope after all. 

52 pages ago, this story started out so grim. Even if i'm not the happiest version of myself, i'm at a place where I am happy enough to smile and feel a little ounce of hope. I look at my diary as a starting point of a place where I can speak out about things that need a voice, people that need a voice. I have one and i'm not gonna stop talking about issues that I may have, and the world may have. How do I feel at the halfway point of the year? Content. I feel content. Actually... I feel content and a little excited. I don't know where this journey is going. In 2 weeks my doctor could tell me I need surgery again, in 3 months I could be in a whole other location. I don't know what is going to happen. I guess I'm okay with that. It gives me a sense of optimism to hold on to, as we see how the rest of these pages unfold.

Love, Dom

END OF: Chapter 6

Photographer: Joanna Wheeler

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"Like To Be You"
​
Dear readers, 
It was a long but short May. It all came and went so fast I never really got to take any of it in. I needed the distraction from my normal routines. A lot has happened. I jumped right back in the water after remission and have been swimming faster than ever. Now I'm coming up for a breath of fresh air. 49 entries into this story and i'm still figuring shit out. May had a lot of good moments, honestly it did. It had it's fair share of disappointments too. I guess for every high there is a low. But June is here now. Summer is right around the corner and we are about to reach the halfway mark of this story.

How have I been? Something I keep asking myself as I settle into breathe the air around me. I'm good, I feel good, my insides might not be good, but I feel good enough to wake up and get out of bed to write this. I'm glad May gave a lot of distractions for me. It was a great month for my collaborations. I'm very proud of the work I have put out over the last 5 weeks. I ended April on a confused note. Last time I wrote about my feelings I was still in the early stages of post surgery. Now i'm dealing with the aftermath and what that is leading to. If you follow me on social media, by now you already know my surgery wasn't 100% successful. It didn't turn out the way my doctor would have liked it to. In fact when I look in the mirror, it looks the same as before. I don't want to admit that, but it does. And literally no changes have been made for my eye. I went in for this operation to ease my pain, only to come out the exact same way I went in. I am a little livid about this, but like I said, I have been so busy that these problems i'm facing only come to the forefront of my mind when I stop to take a breath.
I was supposed to go to New York last month. P surprised me with hotels and activities for us to do. But that trip was never meant to be. Something happened on his end and i'm not about to let someone I love, leave someone important in their time of need. Our families need us at certain times in our lives, I needed P to stay in France even if that means we will be apart for a little bit longer. I wasn't thrilled about that, but I can have years of that, right now he needs to be there and I will be there whenever the time is right.  I could have easily gone to New York on my own, but i'm not taking my first trip to the East Coast on bittersweet terms.
With New York scrapped, I ended up staying home by myself for my birthday. I think the Happy Socks I received for their 10 year anniversary look much more happier than the crying 23 year old who stayed in bed for majority of the day. 2 of the people I am closest to, Dan and Fenny, my bros from overseas, texted me back and forth trying to get me out of bed. They succeeded. I got out of bed, made my own birthday cake, set up my phone and recorded me all by myself celebrating my 23rd birthday. That sounds so depressing, but my mom always raised us, no matter how bad the bday is, she raised us to blow out a candle every year. In our culture, it is not good to not blow out a candle for your birthday. You get no inch of luck if you don't at least acknowledge your day of birth. I was so down on my birthday. Alone but not really feeling alone, I just wish I could have had the people I wanted with me.
You know what I mean? I didn't let the birthday blues get me down for long. I did celebrate with my spider-man Tom Holland, by watching Infinity War in the cinemas again. Hell, I paid for the IMAX ticket. If I didn't get to celebrate with the ones I love, at least I got to celebrate watching Peter Parker turn to ashes from Thanos's snap on a huge screen... Oh shit, that is a spoiler.. my bad. I don't have time to backspace, but by now ya'll should know these spoilers, unless you live under a rock... (inserts Monkey closing eyes emoji).  Anyways, I guess this is the first month I really put in work as a social influencer. It is a little weird because it legit has kept me busy. My Oakland Unified collab, I put my whole heart into that. I put whole heart into everything I do, but that meeting with Steven made such an impact on my journey moving forward.
I think I changed my point of view as an influencer. I don't know what it is like to be in situations like P right now or other people who are genuinely struggling from other various issues, and I want to step into their shoes for a moment in time. I learned a lot from Steven and I saw for the first time, in a long time, that I have the power I once had in the music industry, in this influencer world. I can use this platform for more than I imagined. To be able to step into other people's shoes and see through their eyes, when I can't see through mine, that is what I want to do. There is so much injustice in this world and I want to speak out other things I am passionate about. We'll get to that as the story goes on, but I had to make note of it. Being so down the first few weeks paid off in the end. I left May really proud of this realization of what I can do via my story and the journey I am on. "In Time"  we shall see how it goes. 

June is here and i'm keeping myself extra busy as I head back into the hospital in 2 weeks. My doctor will determine if we are going to do the surgery again. Honestly I don't want to, but i'm a big boy, I know if needed, I will do it. While that inner hell unfolds in the back of my mind, I won't let whatever happens stop me from doing what I know I can do. I love writing and telling my story, I just hope that my platform continues to grow so I can reach more audiences and learn what it is like to be them. When you learn how someone else lives their life, your own life starts to make more sense. You become a more whole person. You begin to understand the world around you. I feel like I have a clear understanding, but there is so much wrong in this world. I may not have two working eyes, but I have two working hands and I want to change the world with them and learn what it is like to be you.

​Love, Dom 

PS: It has been an honor to team up with Happy Socks for over a dozen looks during the past 49 pages of my story, this last year. Honored to once again team up with them to celebrate 10 years of their Happiness. Congratulations Happy Socks for 10 years of happiness spread across the world with your happy socks. It’s been a great time being apart of your team. Thank you for supporting and being apart of my journey . -Dom


Photographer: Courtney Johnson ​

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