By Victoria Prince


I've been thinking a lot about how the internet has changed our perception of reality. We scroll through these feeds flooded with filtered photos of perfect bodies, sceneries, and cuisines. 

This is not reality.

Nothing is perfect.

Not our bodies, not our food, not our experiences.

Every person, place and thing is flawed by design.

Nothing NEEDS to be enhanced. 

Not our bodies (no plastic needed), not our food (no GMO's needed) not our photos (no filter needed)

Our lives are beautiful, raw, real, painful, and miraculous, but far from perfect. That is what makes life, life. Every flaw we bare makes us who we are.

While I too am guilty of slapping the prettiest filter on my selfie, I'll be the first to admit that I do not have perfect skin, brows, or pearly white teeth. (In fact one of my two front teeth is an 11 year old yellowish/greyish crown that needs to be replaced.) I have cellulite, I'm short, I sometimes sing off-key, I'm so blind I can't live without glasses or contacts. I have a gallery of killer modeling photos and a full time career as a singer but I am not - nor do I ever claim to be - perfect. 

On the contrary I do believe in posting only things that bring me joy. I choose not to post negative things (aside from your usual basic white girl complaint about it being monday). My highlight reel is something I enjoy looking back on through the years as I document my favorite moments, but this is not to be confused with the whole "my life is perfect" charade. I have bad days too! Hell, I have weeks where my period cramps are so bad I could literally morph into Agustus Gloop and consume an entire Chocolate factory. 

So the next time you're scrolling through Instagram when you should be getting ready for work, remember you do not need Botox because Kylie Jenner has perfectly plump lips. If your spaghetti dinner doesn't look like an Olive Garden advertisement you are not a bad mom. And if you have freckles for crying out loud skip the horribly obvious face tune app filter and flaunt them because they are beautiful. You are beautiful. And so is your life. 

Speaking of freckles: I am a firm believer that freckles are one of the only things in beauty that you simply CANNOT fake. I mean, in recent beauty trends they try, but in my opinion they fail miserably. That is one more damn good reason to flaunt them. Stay tuned for a song on my upcoming album titled "Freckles" :) 

Anyway, this blog was inspired by this photo I took today #NoFilterNeeded. 

Here's the thing about photos -  It's literally impossible to capture a beautiful moment with your iPhone the way you see it in real-time. This always reminds me to put my stupid phone down and enjoy a moment as it is passing by instead of trying to document it. I'm making a resolution right here right now, to do exactly that. I also want to read more books in 2017 and less social media, And to interact/hangout with my friends more in real life! Who's with me? 


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You are not alone.

By Victoria Prince

You are not alone.
I want to write about something I recently recalled about a bully from my High School.


Now, I was bullied throughout my life on many occasions by many different people. But this particular bully was someone who was supposed to be a mentor or a leader. She was highly educated and well respected at my school. This bully was my teacher. 


This woman took time out of her day to SPECIFICALLY pick me out of the crowd in the lunchroom. She mustve been upwards of 50 years old. I honestly could not for the life of me, figure out why she had it out for me. When I finally worked up the courage to ask her what her deal was, she hastily explained, "You are NOT supposed to be sharing school lunch with other students." 


WHAT!? I remember thinking: "Is this lady serious?"


Vanessa (my hanai cousin raised more like a sister) and I shared everything. Our clothes, our friends, our twin bed, and our school lunch. We may not have appeared poor but we were in fact living below poverty in the Kerby Trailer Park. That year Vanessa qualified for free school lunch like usual. My mom had just gotten promoted at her new job, putting us just above the cutoff. Despite the fact that she could barely cover the costs of supporting a family while my dad was out of work due to disability, the system determined that I no longer qualified. SO we shared. Big deal right?


My Teacher didn't think so. She started out by giving me dirty looks and pointing at me to intimidate me and let me know she saw me. It progressively got worse over time until she would verbally confront me in front of my peers. This went on for weeks. I remember trying to hide from her by eating in another teacher's classroom. Vanessa and I thought this was absolutely ridiculous and we decided we weren't going to let her stop us from sharing a meal like we frequently did in and out of school.


We would crack jokes that she was racist because we were a little more ethnic-looking than most of our classmates. Comic relief didn't change the fact that I was haunted by her every day.


 While the cost of lunch was only around $3 per day, that was still more than I was willing or able to pay if I didn't have to. While $60 per month may have been affordable for upper class people such as My Teacher, it certainly was not for me. My family could barely afford school clothes, and at this point in my life I was happily busting my tush working at the local Dairy Queen for $7.25/hr to buy my own clothes so my mom could spend more on my little brother.



My Teacher ended up calling my mom into the office for a meeting on the issue and my mom was utterly appalled at the entire situation. Still there was nothing stopping this woman from punishing me. Eventually this resulted in My Teacher placing me on "Academic Probation" - I was Vice President of the student body and she finally got me to sign a contract stating that my position would be revoked if I did not comply. So she won. My mom started packing me lunch. 


To this day I can't help but cringe at the fact that this woman spent so much time and energy trying to stop two poor girls from feeding each other. Maybe there were federal guidelines about sharing school lunch that I am unaware of, maybe there are real rules beyond her nit-picky bully power trip. Regardless of her reasoning, If children are taking it upon themselves to feed each other shouldn’t that be of more concern? Shouldn't that be morally allowed?





Speaking of school clothes, here's another bully. Rewind a couple years prior. My mother and I hitchhiked 30 miles to the nearest Walmart so she could buy me some school clothes for the start of my 7th grade year. I remember going home with my new stuff feeling excited and accomplished. I was so proud of my mom that she didn't let the fact that she didn't have a car stop her from getting me some new clothes. While hitchhiking is probably not the safest thing to do, fresh out out of options she made it happen so that I could feel confident on my first day back in the shark tank that is Jr. High. I felt so loved.


The next day I stepped off the bus and walked through the doors of Lorna Byrne Middle school. I was optimistic about the new year. As I excitedly wandered through the hallway I walked past a group of popular girls. I so wanted to be like them. They were so cool. All the boys liked them. I made eye contact with a pretty blonde girl but nervously looked away.


She said:


"What are you looking at? Fucking 4 eyes. Ugly Bitch." They laughed.


My heart skipped a beat but that insult was nothing new and so unoriginal. I kept walking as if it didn't bother me. I guess she didn't like that I had no reaction to her insult so she said something else. 


This time she yelled. 




My world stopped. I quickly looked down to see my pants dragging on the ground. They were too long. I was just under 5ft tall at the time. My mom couldn't find shorter ones but I told her:


"It's ok mom, I'll just fold them, nobody will notice."


I was wrong. My heart sunk. I felt the blood rushing to my face. My mind raced, "Don't cry, don't cry, don't cry." Every ounce of pride and confidence I had about my entire new wardrobe was crushed.


I went home from school that day dreading the moment my mom would ask me how my first day was. I didn't have the heart to tell her it was the worst day of my adolescent life. I don't think I ever did. 





My heart aches for all of the people who fall victim to bullying. The truth is, I still find myself face to face with bullies even in my adult life. Why? Because children who are bullies grow up.

They become the guy at the bar yelling obscenities and picking fights. They become the jealous girl at the meeting that deliberately makes you feel unwelcome. They become the Facebook "friend" you end up blocking due to his rude comments. They become the girls who pretend to be your friend to your face but talk trash about you amongst themselves thinking you'll never hear what they say about you. (And then you do.) These bullies grow up to become the mean co-worker, the unfair boss, the frenemy.


Bullies come in all shapes and sizes. Even my teacher, did she have nothing better to do than hunt me down at lunch every day to make sure I wasn't sharing a piece of pizza and a chocolate milk?



As I sit here close to tears reminiscing at what I experienced in school, I am still shaken by the cruelty of others.


These were just two instances out of many. Dear bullies, past and present: I forgive you, but I will not forget you.


"People will forget what you said, People will forget what you did, But people will never forget how you made them feel." - Maya Angelou 


Thank you for being so cruel that I have the courage now to share my story in hopes that it will help others. I show my scars so others may know that they too can heal. 


13 Million kids will be bullied in the US this year. This problem is real. This problem is being ignored. If you or someone you know is being bullied you may find comfort, information, and help at


Statistics show that the most effective way to cope with bullying is to be educated on bullying. I can rattle off all of the facts but the most important one is: IT'S NOT YOU. It is not your fault. You have done nothing wrong. Bullies thrive on bringing down innocent people and the misfortune of others. They are the villains of society. In a world full of bullies, Be a batman.


Kindness is free. It costs $0 to be a decent person. 



And you know what they say?




How's that for school lunch? 


All jokes aside, Be kind my friends. 




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Virtual Tip Jar!

By Victoria Prince

Virtual Tip Jar!

I am so excited to announce, by popular demand, I have just activated my first virtual tip jar! It's soooo easy and user friendly. If you have paypal its literally a click of a button!

You can donate to my full length album fund right --> HERE

Not into it? 

Click the link "Tip Jar" in the menu of my website anytime in case you change your mind. 

Thank you Chuck! My loyal periscope follower for talking me into it. Also if  any of you would like to tune into my live performances without leaving home follow me on Periscope @Vprincemusic.

Sing to you soon!


Ps. Here's me drowning a guitar for the sake of an awesome photo. RIP.

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By Victoria Prince


I'm hosting a giveaway! You can support my music and maybe win some cool stuff!

Yesterday 10 lucky periscope fans won prizes. The giveaway started out on there to celebrate reaching 1 million hearts.

I will be giving away 2 grand prize packages to anyone who enters. 

The big grand prize includes a $100 gift card for! 

Here's how to enter: 

Go to and donate $5 or more to my virtual tip jar.

To increase your odds: For every $5 donated you get 1 entry! For example: Wayne from Wisconsin donated $10 toward my album and he already won two prizes from

All proceeds go toward my album! I'll be announcing winners live today on Periscope

Additional entry: Follow me on Instagram and DM me! 

Good luck! I'm so excited to give you some goodies from my favorite brands!

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Do what you love, but there will still be pros & cons.

By Victoria Prince

Do what you love, but there will still be pros & cons.

As a full time performing musician I have the pleasure of playing music for people from all over the world. I play about 4-6 gigs per week on an island in the middle of the sea. Living in paradise is one thing, but making a living doing what you love while living in paradise? Priceless. 

However, while I am surrounded by magnificent scenery nothing is ALL rainbows and butterflies. 

In my experience there are Pros and Cons to every situation. I'd like to elaborate on this.

So lets start with the bad news shall we?

Doing what you love.


1. Its really HARD.

Do what you love they said, It'll be fantastic they said. For every YES I've gotten 100 no's. Doing what you love is a gigantic privilege granted only with massive amounts of hard work. Don't ever let anyone tell you that you are "lucky" if you're out there doing what you love for a living, you surely worked your buns off to get there. 

2. You have to simultaneously care about what other people think while not caring about what other people think. Does that sentence even make sense? Let me explain: For example, Im a performing musician. My job is to entertain other people, therefore I have to care about what they think. I have to make sure I am doing my job by entertaining them and playing music they enjoy. At the SAME time, not everyone is going to like me, my music, or my style. They say you can be the ripest juiciest peach in the world, there is still going to be someone out there who doesn't like peaches. If someone doesn't like what you're doing thats fine. But you're gonna have to learn to decipher which opinions matter and which are irrelevant. You've got to care without caring if you know what I mean.

3. Drunk people. There is always that one drunk guy yelling "Freebird" when I ask if anyone has any requests. And while this con may only apply to my particular dream job you've got to take into consideration that the world is full of assholes and they aren't always drunk. For instance: (Hypothetically) You're pitching an amazing proposal to a group of people for your new business, then there's the "what if" guy in the background naysaying and shooting down all of your ideas. F that guy. Keep doing what you're doing. 

4. When your passion becomes your main source of income it can become stressful. When this happens, look at what you COULD be doing for money. I like to take a moment and realize that I am there playing my guitar for tourists instead of serving hipsters on taco tuesday with Mexican beer dripping down my leg.

5. Time management issues. When you are your own boss it can be hard to get motivated to meet personal deadlines. Take it from the biggest procrastinator ever: Ive been a performing musician for 10 years, I have a degree in audio engineering and I still haven't recorded my album yet! (Happening this dec by the way so stay tuned.)


1. "Get a real job" Heard that one before? Guess what? This IS your real job! Because you didn't listen to all the naysayers!

2. Purpose. When your passion becomes your purpose, now that is one of the most gratifying feelings in the world. 

3. Happiness. Honestly, you landed your dream job. What more could you ask for?

4. Entrepreneurship. Most of us ended up doing what we loved because we hated all the jobs other people had for us. Being your own boss is pretty freakin amazing if you ask me. 

5. Freedom. While there are a lot of things in my life that take serious commitment to obtain or sustain: I have an amazing amount of freedom in my self made career. I can take a month off for christmas without an ear full from my boss. I don't have to deal with pesky customers or managers on a power trip etc. 


Basically: If you're out there busting ass doing what you love and you have moments of total breakdown the equivalent of Britney Spears in 2007 I'm here to tell you, you are not alone. Its not always easy, but its always worth it.


Keep jamming my friends.



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Kickstarter Unplugged

By Victoria Prince

Kickstarter Unplugged
VERY exciting news! Click to read more.

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Collaboration; Behind the Scenes

By Victoria Prince

Collaboration; Behind the Scenes

Collaboration; plural noun: the action of working with someone to produce or create something. Click to watch a behind the scenes video of our latest collab!

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Artist Spotlight

By Victoria Prince

Artist Spotlight

I am honored to be this week's Featured Artist on www.FusedHawaii.Com!

Fused Hawaii's Creative Director Roxelle Cho gives you some behind the scenes details on how our friendship/partnership came about!
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