Bio

Somewhere in mist of July I was conceived. My parents must of had some sort of attraction left for each other in order to produce me, because I was created and immaculate conception wasn’t at fault. So 9 months later, on the day of April 23 I popped out as a beautiful healthy 10oz baby girl at Jackson Memorial Hospital in Miami. Yes I was a bundle of joy.

I was totally unaware at the time that it was the hands of fate that I was brought into this world. Doctors told my mother before I was born after her last two born dead children that she would not be able to have any more children. So my birth was definitely a surprise.

But by the time I was able to know colors and able to even say my first word, my dad had disappeared out of my life like vapor. He was there one moment, and gone by the next, and not had even given me a chance to know him but moreso know the meaning and feeling of having a father. I have very vague memories of him. And throughout my childhood and growing up, he remained out of my life… for my entire life.

I was raised in Miami, the hood part that is for 18 years. I had a very tough childhood there and an even rougher teenage years. My mother definitely was lacking and didn’t contribute to having real mothering skills. Growing up I had always compare our relationship to Eminem and his mother relationship. Very much similar. She wasn’t around most of my life, hardly knew what was going on, or where I was most of the time.

In school though I was an honor student till high school. I inherited that from my dad. I was always bright in school, and the most creative in my class. I loved arts, and just creating new things. I loved being different even from than. But with lack of love at home, I seeked love else where, in places, that were very unhealthy for me. I turned to men in my teen years for everything. I became dumb by them, falling for their schemes, and not valuing my prized possession. I was very depressed growing up. And it wasn’t till I was about the age of 15, when things in my world was not going right, is when I picked up a camera and took pictures of myself.

At first it was something to do, because I was home alone, bored. But I always had a love for photography, but never did I dream. of being a model. Taking pictures at that time was therapeutic, it kept me home, it kept me off the streets, it kept from running away, and most of all it gave me a happiness that I did not feel else where. The more I took pictures, the more I fell in love with it. It wasn’t till I posted them online to a website called Blackplanet which my page still remains , is when I discovered I had an eye for the camera. It was only a matter of time that I discovered online and started to grow a daily fan base. I was truly gifted at this, and I continued.

By the time I graduated high school I tried the safe route in life, and moved to Tallahassee for college. When things went sour there, that is when I followed my heart to pursue my career. I took the chance to move to Ny, by myself and tried with all I had to get discovered by prestigious modeling agencies.
I went from auditions to auditions in -14 degree freezing cold weather to balancing dead end jobs, to appearing into independent must videos and movies in a hope of gaining exposure. But when that had all failed to more of a dead end, that is when I decided to make myself an online popularity. By this time Myspace started popping off, and I created myself an account http://myspace.com/luvkarisma and slowly but surely created an online fanbase, and than connected http://youtube.com/karisma07 to my myspace, and everything began to shine more brightly on that route. I created my own personal website http://misskarisma.com and from than hustled my way to years later to selling panties to dance dvds, to an online membership site, to now a webcam site. That has all been built solely by me.

From that moment, I ‘ve been grinding, and I haven’t stopped since. Its been a very long journey, but I know my hard work will pay off.

So in a nutshell…I lived in Miami for 18 years, Ive been taking pictures of myself (modeling) since 15. I carry scars on my body and in my heart, I carry scars of pain, scars of memories, scars of moments that were unendurable. But I took all the negative and flipped it into positive. I don’t walk around as an angry woman, I don’t take my pain out on people, and I fight for a dream that I know is made for me. I found something that I am really good at, and something that gives me a tingle of happiness in my heart, something I never felt by anything else in my life. So yea, this is my mini bio, the unsugar coated version.
The real version will be on sale in bookstores everywhere, in a store near you…