I absolutely despise dyeing my hair. I will be 43 in six months, which will mean that at some point during that year there will have been 30 years of chemicals poured onto my poor head. That can’t be good, can it? But it’s not just about the chemicals at this point; the truth is… Continue reading To go gray or not to…wait, what is the question?
I sat in the semi-crowded train a few days ago, oblivious to the people around me, trying to send a text before we went underground. Text message sent, still above ground, I looked up and realized that people were staring in my direction. I looked down, and I saw my cleavage. Feeling a bit of discomfort… Continue reading Love letter to my body
As of today it's been four months since I've had a Red Bull. To understand why the the 27th of December, 2012 is an important date to commemorate is to know the following: I've tried to give up my Red Bull habit more than 5 times since I started drinking them in 2006 After 2006… Continue reading Finding ‘wings’: Life after a 4-can-a-day Red Bull habit
Barbie's a doll. We all know that, right? I had plenty of Barbies growing up. Who didn’t? It was fun to brush her hair and pretend that she was real. I used her and all of her accessories--the luxurious penthouse, her convertible, all of her fabulous clothes--to create my version of a fabulous life. A life… Continue reading Why would anyone want to look like Barbie? She’s so fake!
I rarely wear my hair in its natural partly curly, partly wavy, state. I can never rely on how it will turn out. I don't have the beautiful kind of curls and waves that my sisters have, but I know that when it's straight, I have other people envy. But this morning, after a night… Continue reading WE are all more beautiful than we think, you better ask somebody
When I imagine who I am in the most abstract of ways, this is who I see... A free-spirited gypsy who loves the life that loves her back. I feel like her when I dance, free. But on any given normal day, I may possess one or two of the qualities she exudes, but for… Continue reading Me veo bonita (Do I look pretty?) Part I