Private Stay By MadlyGiving - At National Harbor

A 5-Star Boutique And Souly Unique Bed & Breakfast Experience

SISSY’S ROOM—The larger of my three standard-size guest rooms (sleeps 2)—features plush queen-size, 4-poster canopy bed with deep Cranberry Red & Violet Velvets & Antique Gold complements and private full bath with whirlpool tub (a hot soak with Epsom Salt, Sissy’s daily medicinal ritual)

A Celebration of Ancestry, Sissy's Room is my way of honoring My Very Awesome Moma, “The Wild Woman,” who lived for The Road; an adventurer, rarely ever home, Sissy traveled … alone throughout the U.S.—48 of the 50 States … on her Harley, yes, sometimes ... stoned!  Kept a packed bag, always in take-off mode, should have been a fighter pilot; though, always flying down the road, always ready, always gone—a thrill seeker, always searching for new heights, loved and lived for the night life.  Grew up having to fight…in the streets of Jamaica Queens, NY; said, she’d die in the streets and never thought...she would live so long (almost 80 strong). Sissy was rough & tough, energetic, playful, liked to rough-house, always fooling around, she had no bounds, always talk’n shyt, she had a real fierce mouth, oh, no doubt, Sissy would curse yo azz out; no matter, always drew an admiring crowd—truthsayer, straight up, no fuss, all cuss, poised to do battle, strategic fighter, poet, writer, as fierce with her tongue and her pen, as with her men, her mind and her, uh, weapons; Sissy carried a gun, yup, a real one—protector, protestor, self-taught professor, always in search of knowledge and adventure—Sissy loved challenges, she read the entire dictionary, mastered crossword puzzles, solitaire, card shark, just real smart, learned The Art of Words—always reading, writing and researching, top of her class—indeed, in a class of her own, from her nursing background—natural remedies, a “Which Doctor,” and, uh, well, a woman’s prerogative—a self-professed shopper!  I have always said, in a former life, My Moma would have been a warrior; though, with Bordelle lingerie up under her armor—A Modern Day Shero, oh, she protected me, doggedly; you hear me!  The Original MadlyLiving, indeed; she would approve of this mere dedication to the spirited, larger-than-the-life she lived.