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.
Continue reading “Confession: Online Dating Actually Isn’t So Bad…I Beat The Odds”
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.
It’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 I 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”
You 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”
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””
Nearly 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 … Continue reading The Art Of Finding…Whatever It Is Your Looking For…
Bookstores 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 … Continue reading Hey Diddle Diddle: Books I Loved As a Kid