One chapter closes, Another opens

For the past five years since I moved to New York City, my life has solely revolved around my degree and job search. Nothing else mattered.

After submitting my capstone, which brought an end to my NYU journey, I realized that my outlook on life had completely changed. I could not care whether this was my best paper but rather, I just looked forward to closing that chapter.

My life took a very different turn a few months back where I experienced everything from curse to blessing. I thought I would not make it out. I thought I would lose everything I had worked very hard to achieve those last years. But I survived. I did not have a choice.

You see, every time God has sent me a blessing, it has been accompanied with an equally challenging trial. As if I did not completely deserve it. At last, that is what I thought. But today, I realize it was simply is way to make me slow down, to let him handle on his time, which direction my life must go next. Because you see, God never fails.

I remember wishing last new year to gain more strength, overcome my fears and sorrow and learn to be more patient. I got it all, the whole package. And it is not over. I can feel it . But most importantly, I know it.

However, I am not alone in this journey. I have my God, and the amazing people he has placed in my life that became my support system through it all. And most importantly, I have her, the best part of me, my baby. Though I am afraid, I do not fear because she is the light I have been missing this whole time.

2016 brought me the greatest sorrow with the loss of my best friend. 2017 filled my heart with the purest of all loves, bringing back, both my best friend and greatest life accomplishment. Today I am closing one chapter but also, opening the most important chapter of my life: I become me!

As 2018 begins, I am ABSOLUTELY thankful for everything that has happened. This holiday season, I received the most beautiful gift which is giving life.  Nothing compares to that. This new chapter will be eventful, scary and fulfilling! Although I am terrified daily toto care for such a perfect angel, I know I will be fine.

Oyana, you are my everything and I am thankful that you chose me to guide you through this crazy world!

Happy New Year!

A girl’s best friend

Ladies, ladies, ladies: raise your hand if you have way too many bags than room in your closet and, money in your bank account! ✋🏾🙋🏾 (I raised both hands) Now that that is established, let’s talk purses.👜👜

In my last post, I opened up about my obsession for bodysuits but unfortunately, it is not the only addiction that I cultivate. What would probably come first on my list is bags! I love them, I breathe and dream about them at every time of the day. It is a vice that I got from my mom and that I sadly and proudly carried on and, will pass on to my daughters because, they are simply too beautiful.

As the only girl in the family, it was only right that I inherited the singular passion for all things girlyish. My mom has always been my model and style inspiration. She has that timeless and effortless classy aura and taste that will make anybody want to know more about her. This is something that I have always hoped and worked hard on to channel, even to this day. However, if there is one thing that I definitely assimilated is her taste for bags.

I probably got my first designer bag when I was in Middle School or High School. I am not sure, it was a long time ago. Why so long though? Because my parents believed and raised us to always be grateful and worthy of anything that was given to us. My dad, a very loving but still very strict man, never refused me a thing but, made sure to instigate in me the values of merit. In other words, you can get anything in life, as long as you work hard for it and prove that you deserve it – henceforth I always excelled throughout my education. So, just as my parents started giving me more responsibilities, they introduced me to the designer world.

I bought my first bag in 2011, the Noé Louis Vuitton bag (LR) on Vestiaire Collective. That was my first experience buying a second-hand bag and I must admit I was a little bit freaked out. My sister-in-law who was using the website at the time, referred me and shared her positive experience with them, which helped me a little into trying it out. After I received my bag, I was so in love with it. I was so proud, cause I bought it with my own money for once and I loved the feeling of owning my own sh*t. 👸🏾

After that, I moved to New York and things went south. My addiction reached new highs and became severe. I discovered outlets, warehouse sales, designer sales and what I like to refer to as the devil 😱😈: Century 21, TJ Maxx and Marshalls. My collection went from Gérard Darel, Lancel and Longchamp to CélineSaint LaurentDior, Chanel, Fendi, Ferragamo, Prada and Givenchy, to name only a few. As of today, I own close to 30 designer bags, which is not negligible for someone this young. I look at them like long-term investments that I will be happy to pass down to my daughters and theirs afterwards. This is why I look forward to get a hold of my mom’s collection – even though we have an agreement that I can “borrow” an item per trip back home and, return it the next time I visit.😏

While these days I have slowed down my compulsive shopping, I still have a number of pieces in my wish lists on Vestiaire Collective, Net-à-Porter and C21. When seasonal sales hit, my taping game knows no limit: add to basket & purchase lol. (Don’t tell my husband) There are pieces that I however keep on the fantasy side and try not feed into too much, for fear of losing my mind: Constance & Kelly by Hermes, Peekaboo by Fendi and Miss Dior by Dior.😣😢 Those will only become realities when I am financially established aka I own a house and have savings secured for my kids’ future. Let’s be clear, just because I love luxury pieces, does not mean that I would forget about my priorities – my parents taught me better.

May your collection grow and your bank account flourish! 😅💵💳💰

Back on Tracks

Last week marked the beginning of two important things: my 3rd semester in my PR program at NYU and, my return to the GYM. While the first happened quite smoothly, I must admit the comeback to the latter was not so easy and that is all my fault.

I had been slacking from my almost religious workout routine since October so it is only fair that I would be struggling after three months or so. As part of my resolution to become the best version of myself this year, I want to get my sh*t together and get back on tracks with my weight and fitness goals: losing 10 lbs/5 kgs & toning up my body.

With a fully loaded semester – 4 full-time classes – I am aware that it will be challenging and that I might want to give up on multiple occasions but, I will just have to work harder. Fitness helped me overcome and alleviate a lot of the pain and stress I faced last year after losing my best friend and, I do hope to integrate it fully to my routine this time. This time, I am lucky to have the guidance and tips from my hubby who will be extremely resourceful  into meeting my goals. He’s going to be a real a** but that will be necessary cause I need a pusher to get me started.

Here is what my new routine will consist of:

  • 3 workouts per week targeting
    • endurance/cardio
    • legs
    • upper body
    • core
  • 1 yoga session to improve my flexibility and alleviate the soreness from my workouts

Meanwhile, I have slowly started reducing my calories intake, focusing on lean proteins, lots of fruits and veggies (which are already part of my diet) and, consuming more water. Let’s be clear, Rome was not built in one day so I am not rushing myself into it. I want to enjoy every step of the process while making sure I do not lose my husband when he becomes a bully at the gym (sigh).

I will be posting updates soon about my exact routine and diet but you can check my Instagram story for the latest news. Wish me luck, I will need it!


Tis’ the Season!

If you’re reading this, you’ve survived 2016 and you most definitely deserve a HUGE present this Christmas! Yep, 2k16 is finally coming to an end and I am EXTREMELY excited for what next year will bring.


This Christmas is even more special because it will be our first holidays as Mr. & Mrs. (plus little Storm lol) !!! Pardon my excitement but if you’ve read my last post, you know that I need to jump on any opportunity to smile and enjoy life to the fullest. So I got to buy my own tree, decorate it myself (like a grownup) and even wrap them presents like a bawss *Rick Ross voice* :d :d :d

No international travel this time around but just fun and relaxation until I get called in for an interview – yep cause baby girl can finally work in the U.S. and that’s the greatest gift I could wish for this year.

However,  we are headed to Washington D.C. this weekend and I will finally get to visit the Capital City, before the Obama’s leave the White House. Yay! It’s a shame, I know, especially because I have been living in the U.S. for almost five years *🙈* but anyways!  I can’t wait to visit the National Museum of African-American History and Culture, the Martin Luther King Jr. Memorial, the Capitol and the many other attractions the city has to offer.

But hold on a second, I almost forgot the most important thing about this season: GIFTS! I mean come on, what’s the point of being good all year-long and bringing good grades if I ain’t getting a reward 😩 lol. Since I am already extremely thankful for making it this far this year, I have decided to keep my wish list simple 😂:screen-shot-2016-12-13-at-2-34-15-am

I hope Santa’s little elves will read this blog post cause I’ve been really really really good this year! 😇


The 25th Birthday wishlist 

“Me season” is finally around the corner and I get to be spoiled with the most extravagant and fabulous gifts!!

The most exciting part of my birthday is dreaming about all the things I want and will request unapologetically from my loved ones ! *devil laugh*

“Me season” is finally around the corner and I get to be spoiled with the most extravagant and fabulous gifts :p. What’s the point of aging if I can’t look or feel fabulous? In case you are still wondering what to get me on my special day, this should help you.


I hate surprises because I never know what to expect or what to wear so one word of advice: Do Not Plan Me a Surprise Birthday party or dinner. I will literally hate you for the rest of the year because:

  1.  It will ruin my makeup cause i’m a cry baby;
  2. I don’t trust you ! lol no but seriously;
  3. I will find out somehow – don’t ask me how, I just know when people are scheming;
  4. I don’t know how to fake my facial expressions so you’ll see right away if I’m either pissed or annoyed;
  5. Just don’t do it. Please. Even if it comes from a good intention, I just hate not having control;
  6. Unless you’re flying me somewhere with a beach, plenty of sun and a bottle of Vouvray :p


Although I don’t necessarily expect presents this year – except from my parents and bae – the best thing that could happen on October 11 is knowing that you’re still here, somewhere, and you are watching over me because I still can’t believe that you won’t be there to celebrate with me.

September blues

September blues: “The feeling of sadness that occurs when the summer is over and school is now in session.”

September blues: “The feeling of sadness that occurs when the summer is over and school is now in session.”

Goodbye hot and humid days; farewell sunny dresses and fancy sunglasses; adieu squeaky flip flops and open toe sandals. In three days, summer will officially be over to let place to the cooler and rainier season: Fall. Although I must admit I was excited to transition from the suffocating New York City summer to the autumnal scene; bringing along the yellow, orange and red leaves on trees and fallen on the ground; the cozy and warm sweaters or to the indoor weekends and finally taking my AC out of my window (nobody likes mosquitoes, especially if they carry the Zika virus): I am NOT ready.

september-bluesSeptember doesn’t only mean summer is over but also going to back to graduate school, starting a new internship and attempting to get back to a more decent sleep routine. Yes, vacation is “officially” over and this is the time of the year where excitement and nostalgia kick in almost silmutaneously – merh.

How to beat the September blues?

Fall season is not just all gloomy or melancholic; it can actually be very exciting, especially in a city like New York where you get a first-hand experience of the Fashion week and of its amazing street style. It is finally acceptable to start wearing darker lipstick (although burgundy is my all-time favorite) and dust off your favorite pair of boots that has been sitting in your closet all summer! September also brings back the excitement of Halloween and the long and indecisive planning sessions with friends about what costumes and parties to attend which honestly allows me escape my 9-to-5 routine.


This season, I can’t wait to catch up the new seasons of my favorite TV shows – Scandal, How to Get Away With Murder, American Horror History, Empire, The Vampire Diaries & The Originals – to name a few and, start new ones like Atlanta and Queen Sugar (check them out). There is also the return of the NBA season where I can’t wait to see how Kevin Durant fits into his new team and how him joining the Golden State Warriors is going to help bring the championship back to the Bay!

This Fall 2016, Don’t Forget to vote! 

greatquickmemeOn a more serious tone, Fall also means that in a couple of months, America will be voting on their new leader and honestly, this is the most terrifying time of all as the gap between Hillary Clinton and  Donald Trump keeps shrinking. To all of my U.S. citizens in age of voting: PLEASE REGISTER and make sure to VOTE on Tuesday, November 8 because your action and/or inaction will not only determine the lives of your fellow Americans but also those of the millions of immigrants in the country. 

So we have a pretty busy schedule this fall and although it might seem overwhelming right now, let’s not forget that “every season brings a reason to be happy” (yes this is from Winnie the Pooh)!