UPDATE 29 October, 2009

I am sorry I haven't continued writting but, I have been offered a book deal and once I have the info i'll let everyone know if I can continue thru the site, or post the book when its ready.
Thanks for your support!!!

XOXO
Latin Spice

My Biography

Name: LatinSpice

Born: July 5, 1981

Religion: Catholic

Birthplace: Fajardo, PuertoRico

Intro:

To all my fans here is my Biography. After so much thought, I decided to share my life with all of you so that you can have an idea of the humble person that I am. You will also see how I got started on the modeling scene. I will be posting pictures of my childhood as I take you on a trip through my childhood. These pictures will demonstrate that I am a pure bred Puerto Rican whose family genes built a body which fans of big booty Latin women have come to love. (Totally all natural) I will be adding two paragraphs a week till I am done with my Bio. From the cradle to the present, nothing will be left out and maybe even clarifying rumors. As my fans have declared:

THE ORIGINAL QUEEN OF BOOTY IS BACK!

The Beginning

I was born on July 5, 1981 in Fajardo, Puerto Rico. My mother and father decided to name me YEILA GARCIA. I was born with green eyes and red hair. My skin was the color of milk. I weighed 8 lbs, 10 ounces and 23 inches in length. My mother thought she gave birth to the next Ms. Universe!

I grew up differently than the average baby. My family was very big, I had two brothers and a sister from my mother’s side and a total of sixteen siblings coming from my father’s side. There were four wives that were tied to my father in total. We were all full figured.

My parents moved us to Naguabo, PR were I was overly pampered by my mother. She was always very careful and cautious with whom she left me with as I started showing signs of developing breasts and a bodacious butt. My mother would take numerous pictures of me and enter them anywhere she found an opportunity to showcase me. By the time I was three I was considered the town beauty.

In Puerto Rico they celebrate many things and hold many carnivals. The most important celebration is the death and resurrection of Jesus Christ. There is a big ceremony called the Procession which is held annually. By the time I was four the neighborhood priest called my mother to request that I be cast as an angel for the Procession. I would be the Procession Angel for the next three years. When I was five they called my mother to cast me in the role of an Escosesa. I wore a big beautiful dress and it made me look like a grown girl but I was only five. That was the break my mom was waiting for as many people took notice of me. I was featured on Wepa Magazine and Wepa Televison. My modeling career took off…..

My mother continued to enter my pictures into beauty contests every chance that she had. If I didn’t finish first (which I did most of the time) I would come in second. My mother was pleased with the results. While working towards my big break we were getting paid and my mother used the money to open up the Cuchifrito Garcia , a restaurant that specialized in Spanish fried food offering traditional and sea food. The Cuchifrito was a success and my mother was able to bring on three friends to work for her.

Now she was waiting for the right time to launch me into the Miss Fajardo beauty competition.
By the time I was six my mother entered me in minor modeling competition but nothing too big. I was winning trophies here and ribbons there when my world broke down. My mother had found out that my father had two mistresses, out of which my sister Sky was born. She was older than me by three years. My mother was so heart broken that she handed Sky’s mother a beating. She then dropped everything and left Puerto Rico for the states, hoping that she could rebuild everything in New York that she had worked so hard for in Puerto Rico. She left the Cuchifrito to my aunt and the house to my other aunt. It was hard transition for me as well.

Goodbye Puerto Rico and Hello Brooklyn, NY!

We arrived at the airport and it was cold and snowing. I demanded that my mom take us back to our island. She replied that we would only be staying for a little while..
We stayed at my aunts house, for a month, in Bedstuy, Brooklyn. It was a nightmare, as it was so cold. My mother did everything in her power to try to make us as comfortable as possible.

My mom enrolled us in a public school and her next step was to get us an apartment. She looked for employment, while researching some modeling opportunities for me.
After a couple of months, my mother began working and our apartment followed . My mom was steadfast in her pursuit of a modeling career for me, to no avail. I started to hate NYC .

I focused all my energies, mostly anger, in my education. I tried my best to learn English and adapt to my new home. I was successful in passing all my classes and I thought that soon I would be placed in non- bilingual classes.

After five years in New York, my mother placed me in a modeling school named Mundo Hispano ( Hispanic World). My mother made a deal with me; bring her good grade and she would assist me in my pursuit of modeling. I had to also help with the bills, since my mom was struggling to provide for us.

I focused on bringing home good grades so I could remain in the modeling school. As long it takes, until I started working fashion shows. By the third month, at Mundo Hispano, I decided to help my mother pay for my schooling. I obtained a retail position at a Western Beef supermarket .