Category Archives: Rants

Confession: Online Dating Actually Isn’t So Bad…I Beat The Odds

In search of some tranquility and creative inspiration, I decided to spend the day in our family design/art/dance studio and just allow the sounds of house music to tease my ears. And as I find myself sitting here, grooving to the soulful love-infused house cuts, I can’t help but to think about the past few years of my life…my love life.

Status: Madly In Love

The past few months I’ve been (and still am) in a relationship with a wonderful, incredible, hilarious, amazing, awesome, geeky, intoxicatingly sexy (he’s Puerto Rican/Dominican), and incredibly loving man that breathes fresh air into my life everyday. Not a morning goes by I don’t get a “good morning beautiful/my love” text, and I see him 3-4 times out of the week. It’s not been totally perfect, but compared to my past relationships, it feels like I’m living a lovers dream come true.

Bad Dates Galore

I’ve been through my fair share of ups & downs since…well since I first started dating at age 15 (I’m 23 now, so still young.) I’m young, but I’ve matured over the years, and as I’ve gotten older, my interactions with men have ranged from “mind-blowing awesome” to “nightmares on whatever street I’ve found myself.” And to be honest, a lot of my dating experience has come from, not only meeting potentials in bars/clubs, but a lot of dates I’ve gone on have been from a popular starting point: online dating.

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Goodbye Dating: I Don’t Want You, I Want Me, Myself & I


I could sit here and write some overly-dramatic rant that nobody really cares about, yet I’d prefer to keep things short (yeah right, who am I kidding,) sweet, and oh so to the point. Trust me, there is a point here…one that is very RAW.

ThinkSoul25It’s 2014 and more than ever this year, I’m on my Wonder Woman mode. This 6ft Amazonian is putting things in gear to live the life she wants.

This year, I’m truly keeping calm and loving me, myself, and I. With graduate school (MA in Design) on my horizon, a new body (workout routine 5-7 days a week is paying off,) and a raw new look on relationships, I’m just totally in the mode of doing me. If it’s not about myself, my career, my dreams, my looks, or my satisfaction, then I don’t want to waste precious breath on it.

You see, in 2013 I tried really hard to put others before, specifically men that thought I was into, but then after careful consideration realized they just weren’t for me. Whether they lacked an ambitious career drive or lacking in the physical department (looks,  fitness, etc,) I just decided that in 2014 I won’t settle for lames. Continue reading Goodbye Dating: I Don’t Want You, I Want Me, Myself & I

Ask Me Out, it’s Not Rocket Science

jazzsooveritYou see the picture to the right? Yeah, that’s me and I took it the other day while lying down at the dance studio. I only had 3 hours of sleep within the past 30 hours and I was just so over it. Well apparently this picture doesn’t solemnly exemplify my sleepiness, but also it’s a great billboard for me saying “I’m so over it.” Over what you may ask. Well at this point I’m just kind of over this whole process of dating. Continue reading Ask Me Out, it’s Not Rocket Science

The Pressures of Being Coupled-Up in “Hollyweird”

Wrote this a few weeks ago, but figured I’d finally share it on here! Sorry for it being late!

Ever since that controversial performance with Miley Cyrus at the MTV VMAs, Robin Thicke’s “questionable image” has been circulating throughout the media. Questions such as “Was the performance inappropriate?” and “Was Paula upset?” have been asked, answered, and heavily pondered on blogs and celebrity gossip sites. But the media storm doesn’t end there. Continue reading The Pressures of Being Coupled-Up in “Hollyweird”

The Art Of Finding…Whatever It Is Your Looking For…

Dc Rooftop viewNearly six months have passed since I graduated from University of Colorado, and my big move to Los Angeles in November often feels like a haze. It feels like a distant reminder of my old aspirations to live the Hollywood life, and the great disparities enticed by a struggle that my bachelors degree couldn’t rescue me from (at least not in Cali.)

With the memories of struggling, homelessness (hotel to hotel and nights in the car,) heartbreaks, and crushed dreams behind me, I’m now 22 years old working as an intern in Washington, DC and living in the capital of Maryland.

I’ve come along way, not just these past six months, but even the distant frustrations of Fall 2012 are now lingering fragments instead of op-ed essays.

Armed with sheer brilliance and determination, I’m now on this enigmatic journey of finding…something. What should I be looking for? What do I need to find? And the biggest question of all: Why do I need to be on the search for something?

My answer: Life is the fulfillment of achieving the answers/solution to our organic and artificial desires. To my understanding of the woman I’ve evolved into and have become to know, I realize that I’m not complete until I arrive to a realistic equilibrium that brings forth harmony in my life.

The actualities of success, happiness, and a sense of tranquility amongst one self, are not cookie-cutter experiences that each of us holds dear, oh so near, to our hearts. The journey of finding whatever it is your looking for, even if it’s yourself, is a collective journey of your timeline: experiences.

Our experiences become the ingredients for the cultivation of personality, values, distinction, relationships, and dreams.

My experiences, which range from tragic (stories for another time) to joyous life-changing moments, have brought me to where I stand today. My dream…hmmm…good question. Given my circumstances and my passions (which are still shifting,) I don’t have a concrete dream, but I do know it will marry my love of music and art. 

Perhaps an art gallery, a lounge, a cafe, or maybe even a record label just for house music. I don’t know yet, but I know as the years go by and as I rack up more experiential knowledge, I’ll be steps closer to the evolution of my dream. But for now, I’m on the majestic journey of finding happiness, comfort, love, health, and whatever else life has in store.

Life is calling me, I just have to answer the call…

Hey Diddle Diddle: Books I Loved As a Kid

Hey Diddle DiddleBookstores are my addiction; give me some coffee, I’ll browse for hours! Whenever I see a bookstore, especially if it isn’t a mainstream chain, I have to clear my schedule and go spend several hours browsing every section. And even though I don’t have any kids (and not really big on the idea of having them,) I find myself stopping by the children section for the sack of nostalgia.

Not just for the sake of nostalgia, but on occasion I’ll read children’s books and help my mom decide what type of children’s books she would love to illustrate. And last weekend, while spending a good hour or so in the book section at Daedlus Books, I couldn’t help to get all giddy reading some of the books I myself loved as a wee child.

Talk about shelf-life! Some of these books have been around for over a decade and I bet some of the ones I was reading in the 90s have history that go back decades before. Let’s talk about Hey Diddle Diddle. Remember? The cat and the fiddle, the cow jumped over the moon, and how about those running spoons? Classic nursery rhyme, a book that I loved as a kid. :)

Hey Diddle Diddle was (and still is) a great story that is booming with whimsical charm, but there are a few other books I loved as a kid. So in the spirit of memory-lane and the joy that comes from reading a great book, here are a few of the books that I cherished.

Do you have any books that you loved as a kid? Feel free to share!

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