I can’t help it. I’m just always attracted to anything with that special Latin flavor, be it food, fashion, books or music. Está en mi sangre. I need the colors, the textures, the flavors, the sounds that remind me of the culture I grew up in and will always be the essence of who I am.
Is there really a precise moment, an accurate happening, a muse of sorts that brings forth the clarity for a moment of creation or is it just a letting go and a channeling of thoughts / wisdom /sounds /colors that just need to come out? Kind of like those free-flowing moments when you write without thinking or judging. And maybe there it is, my definition of “inspiration” — a moment on non-judgement of your creative being.
Camila is obsessed with love, relationships and marriage. The first wedding I took her to was my sister’s in Houston. She was almost four years old but still remembers to this day most of the ceremony in detail. The dress, the kiss, the music, the flowers and the flower girl. Oh, the flower girl. That’s what […]
If you want to live an eventful, always surprising and changing life, think about becoming a blogger. I’m collaborating with Coffee-mate for the rest of the year and they are certainly keeping it full of surprises. This month the conversation is all about how we need to #TakeBackVanilla, changing the social conversation from “vanilla is […]