My name is Larissa and this rhymes with Leesa, not Melissa. I could take out an ‘s’ or you could just trust me on this one.
I’m a native New Yorker and I spent a decade traveling the world (literally) before finally realizing that I belong on the East Coast.
I reverted to Catholicism from militant atheism when I was nineteen. I know what you’re thinking; nineteen is such a young age to give up on rebellion. But, with a lot of my friends, being Catholic makes me way more of a rebel than atheism ever did. Which is totally the reason I did it. Not because of Jesus Christ or anything. No, just because I like to shake things up.
Now would probably be a good time to tell you that my writing leans heavily toward the tongue-in-cheek. I’m often ironic and, occasionally, out-and-out sarcastic.
Another fair warning: my wordiness can sometimes extend to profanity. I don’t think it’s extreme, by any means, but if you’re offended by such things, this may not be your kind of place.
A description of my early Internet journey would be saturated with nostalgic and now-obsolete terms like Expage, GeoCities and TeenOpenDiary. I look back on those days cringing but, with fondness. Suffice to say, I’ve been blogging since 2001. Fortunately most of that early stuff is lost forever and exists now only in my memory. You know, like how Rose felt about Jack in Titanic.
I’m a huge fan of social media and the sense of community that can be found within the so-called blogosphere. With a few notable exceptions, the most sincere, meaningful, and down-right awesome relationships in my life are with people I met online.
This blog, Larissa Heart, has been around since 2012 though not all posts are currently public. The “heart” in Larissa Heart? No big story there, really. Hearts have always been my go-to doodle. I tend to end messages with hearts. I make hearts with my hands a lot, though less than I used to. And my patron saint (St. Margaret Mary Alacoque) was the promoter of the devotion to the Sacred Heart of Jesus. Plus, to take it literally, the circulatory (or cardiovascular) system is my second-favorite organ system! But mostly hearts just serve as a general symbol of (and reminder to) love. Even if I can sometimes come across as snarky, in reality I try and see the good and find something to love in most everyone and everything.
What I do love (passionately, unapologetically, unconditionally), in particular:
- my parents (crazier than me, if you can believe it)
- my friends (need no explanation)
- parentheses (known across the pond as brackets [but come on, these are brackets!])
- theatre, dance, music (once upon a time this was at the forefront of my life and I was happier, so it’s making a comeback)
- books and literature (they are my lifeblood)
- television and movies (I watch as much TV as I read–I just love stories!)
- storytelling (see above)
- science (mainly chemistry and human biology…physics, go home, you’re drunk)
- food, eating and cooking (culinary school dropout, long story)
- photography (I am never without my camera, except that one time)
- God (in case that got lost in my jest earlier)
If you’re looking for a “niche” blog, this really isn’t it. Unless there’s a niche for twenty-something, mixed-race, formerly atheist Catholics who enjoy politics and pop culture in equal measure. (And I kind of hope there isn’t.) I blog about what I care about and that varies. If other people like it, that’s awesome.
Oh, and, don’t be fooled by my sometimes serious-seeming demeanor and tone; I’m secretly very immature. No, really. I watched Rugrats until they stopped making new episodes.