Hey Y’all, my name is Dee Hollins, a 43yr old New Orleans native, I left my hometown 20 years ago to live in the safe confines of Minnesota’s below zero weather. Year after year I came home, but it never felt like enough. My soul nor my taste buds were ever satisfied living away, so I decided New Orleans needed me to come back lol. Seriously, something in me wanted to return home; I had a yearning that wouldn’t let me rest. I have soul ties with New Orleans. I must admit it’s not easy, but being here feels right deep within the confines of my heart and soul. Nola Chic will serve as a virtual guide, snapshot into New Orleans, a city of love, new beginnings, excitement, and restoration. Allow me to help you understand why we come back, wish we could come back and what it means to miss New Orleans when we are not here.” As you take this walk with me, please be unbiased to all that New Orleans is, how she came to be, the people who love her, and work so hard to keep her alive. There are those who turn a blind eye to her issues, don’t care about her, but constantly have their hands in her rich, soulful soil and resources with no concern for the healing and repair of New Orleans are not true New Orleanians. There’s no way I can teach or show you how to be a New Orleanian, but I can share with you our rich culture, give you the good and ugly facts of what happens within the city and offer tips on how to enjoy your vacation and the locals here. Let me show you there’s more to New Orleans than just the tourist’s map that starts at Canal St & ends at Frenchmen St. There’s no group of people other than a New Orleanians that will embrace a stranger. The locals here make New Orleans what she is; the very reason tourist comes back over and over again. Seriously, do you think you can party on Bourbon Street or any street here without us??? You can not have a true New Orleans experience without New Orleans Locals, period.Come into our neighborhoods, grab a taste of real New Orleans Soulfood, buy from the street artist; which may be that homeless guy with that handwritten sign or the young man tap dancing along Canal St. You will be supporting true locals by going into our communities, not just Mr. Tourist Business Man. Tourism dollars are significant, but you would be insulted to know that you paid $400 a night at a hotel that pays $7.50/hr to housekeeping. Its called “NOLA GROWN” which means you are buying locally from the locals, helping us earn a little bit of the millions that come into the city by tourist alone! After all we, the locals make New Orleans all that she is, was and will be. As you walk with me on this journey of My Nola Life, you will love and embrace my city with all her beautiful, loving faults just as we do… Allow me to help put your fears, concerns, and worries at rest from the media hype so that you can enjoy and be free in the Big Easy! Nola Chic about living, loving, eating, and partying in New Orleans. My topics will be like a big flavorful, spicy, piping hot pot of delicious New Orleans Gumbo! It will be a lil bit of this and a lil bit of that, to create a whole lot of all that! So book that trip or follow me as I share My New Orleans Experiences with you!!
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Native of New Orleans, who endured 20yrs cruel Minnesota Cold, I decided at 42yrs old it was time to pack up my then 6yr old and come back to my roots. I am all things that would challenge the belief of growing up in New Orleans. I was a 16yr old teen mother of a preterm 2lb baby girl born with a disability. With the help of my mother who had her own struggles. We survived the obstacles laid before us. I'm the proud mother of three children with two failed adoptions, as well as a grandmother of three, two grandsons and a granddaughter. I survived two abusive marriages. I successfully ran a soulfood restaurant and catering company in Minnesota for 12 years. I started creating custom cakes after the murder of my beloved cousin Melvin Paul. He survived Katrina only to go to Minneapolis six months later to be murdered over a parking spot dispute. I put my all into my cake business over the years as House of Cakes was started right out of my house in honor of him. I thought by having the big house on the hill, a husband, having a family, foster/adoptive mother at that, being involved in all things that matter, plus having the funds to match would cure me in a sense; but most of it poisoned my heart and soul. I had a broken heart and I felt deep down the only way to repair it was to get back to my roots, my soul, my home, myself, my New Orleans. I'm here and I'm loving it. Even being in the so called Blighted Area of New Orleans and not having all the financial and material security, I'm happy. I am determined that She, yes New Orleans is a woman is just like me; together we will overcome and will rise from all that tried to kill our spirit. Nothing like starting from the bottom and making your way back up! I'm down in the boot, but I know I have a nice floppy hat awaiting my destiny... View all posts by Nola Chic