You like my "Casa Blanca" reference? Dani and I don’t like to stray too far away from home. Unless a client or friend calls, we don’t take the journey out to Alamo Ranch. I like to stay inside my “410 bubble”. But Santiko’s new Casa Blanca theater is SO WORTH THE TRIP! Our friend … Continue reading “Here’s looking at you, Santikos”
I sat in my stylist's chair taking in a few deep breaths. It'd been a stressful several weeks and I was finally able to get some "me" time squeezed in on a random Thursday. I wanted to do something fun with my hair and originally thought of putting in some pink, as I had just … Continue reading Blue.
Dear Maxaroni, My sweet boy. Did you know were named after a Roman general? We almost named you Hannibal-you'll learn about him later (trust me, your dad had about 100 books about him). He famously said "We will find the way or create it." Those words helped me power through the shock and fear I … Continue reading Dear Max, You’re High Risk
Remember that time Dani & I got to play dress up at Eye Candy Boutique and fell in love with the shop and our soul sister Elsa? Well we've got some good news! Elsa's boutique has transitioned from a Pop-Up Shop to a full blown shop in downtown SA! Same location, with the same amazing collection … Continue reading Eye Candy Boutique Relaunch
Here are some tips and tricks I've learned along way while traveling with one, two , or three bebitos. Packing combine suitcases. Use Ziploc bags to separate each day’s outfits and stick the dirty clothes back into the bags to save space. Let your kid’s take their own diapers/toys in a surprise backpack. Making it a … Continue reading Traveling with your Bebitos-Part 1: Air travel.
The lovely Elsa opened her shop on Houston Street earl just Janeli and Dani to try on some fabulous clothes and dance around! Check out the video below to see how to dress your curvaceous crept and learn more about Eye Candy.
I cannot count the amount of times I laid in bed, postponing sleep, crying to my mother about how ugly I was. I felt ugly because I didn’t fit in. The gold strings that cascaded around my head, did not match the dark luscious locks of hair that hung down my mother’s back. I didn’t … Continue reading Compliments & Colorism
I will fully admit, I can be messy. Not dirty, but messy-there is a difference. Like, my clothes may be piled up everywhere on the closet, bathroom, and bedroom floors, but my bed? Hunty, it will be on point. My Madre would be so proud. A typical morning in high school consisted of me gathering … Continue reading My cama game strong! Or, why I make the bed everyday
Earlier this week, I dropped the baby off at my mom's place, while I went to pick up hubby and kiddos from work. Upon my arrival following convo happens: Mom: "Mi'ja [Daughter], Que hago para cenar [What do I make for dinner]?" Me: "Well...You're boiling chicken" Mom: "Yeah, but that's just cause I didn't … Continue reading My mom is MAGIC