Whoever deserved to be born in “La Isla Del Encanto” (The Island of Enchantment)? Me, of course. ;)
These past 4.5 years I’ve lived in the state of Iowa have done nothing to change how I feel about my little island residing in middle-of-nowhere-caribbean-ocean. This is the place I’m proud to call home. Even though I’ve deserted my “madre patria” (mother country) for a while, Puerto Rico never ceases to evoke a feeling of whimsy, and youth every time I’m lucky to come across a really good salsa song, scrumptious rice and beans, and cobblestone pathways to sashay your way through.
Maybe my love of bright colors are just a reflection of those bright-colored windows and doors in Old San Juan, and maybe the fact that I’m so drawn to red lipstick is because it’s almost a must to be able to make it through the day in grace. Just ask my mother and her friends.
I hope this beautiful morning finds you itching with the travel bug.
Are you over that ombre fad yet? ‘Cuz I’m not! My eyes can’t help but stop on anything with a gradient of color when browsing Pinterest, everyone’s hair just looks cooler with pink ends, and I’ll even jazz up my next shellac manicure with some of it! But you know what’s even cooler? That before we even invented the word, and it appeared in the Merrian-Webster dictionary, nature already had a couple of legs on us on the subject. As with everything, nature does it better. So for now, forget about getting that ombre hair color and take a moment to ogle at some of our favorite color gradients!
This is a great exercise to do when trying to figure out what color to paint your living room wall next time. Find an image that you really like, and create a color scheme using your favorite color gradients! I know what color I’m going to try to paint my nails next time!
What’s your favorite color combination?
As a psychology major, I’ve always been drawn to human expression. It’s never been a thing I felt like I should be more aware of, having taken classes that discussed such subject, but overall a thing I’ve always been very keen about. To express oneself is fascinating. It allows you the freedom to become the real version of yourself.
In a recent creative endeavor I took part in, I wanted to explore this notion. However, I wanted to narrow it down to how one expresses oneself with hand gestures. I think it’s amazing how gestures can vary so much by culture, by time era, and from person to person.
When I shot this photos, I had my subject tell me a story using as many hand gestures as she possibly could. I think the results were pretty fascinating! It’s pretty intriguing to try to decipher what someone could be possibly saying and feeling with so little context, but I think that’s my favorite part of the results!
What do the pictures and hand gestures evoke for you, personally? I’ve had different responses from people within the same cultural group, so I think it can be something very introspective. However, I think that’s what’s so fascinating about art: it truly does become a pure expression of yourself, if you give it free reign.
Can you come up with your own story? Do share!
Images by: Mellanie Perez
Blake Lively and I have been besties ever since that first time I watched The Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants. Having read the book series as a young girl, Blake brought Bridget to life in a way that took me by surprise, and hence began my woman crush! Then, she starred in the ever popular Gossip Girl, shining all light on herself as the fiercely independent and bold Serena. I think I died and went to heaven with the many clever outfits the girl, and Leighton Meester wore.
With fall looming over the horizon, this is the perfect time to start organizing that autumn wardrobe, shopping around for that perfect fall coat and dusting off our boots. I must admit that although I’m a summer girl through and through, fall shopping is that much more fun. There’s something about being able to throw on all your favorite clothing items at once with the excuse of being cold, that makes every outfit that much more permissible, with the potential to be that much more creative.
I think it’s safe to say I’m not the only one coveting wearing high-heeled boots to school, complete with a matching bag and tights with an intricate designs. But since this is the real world, and in it we get to dress however we feel like in the morning, do not despair! I decided to spark your fancy with a little inspiration and shine a light in the deep recesses of your right brain. See if it helps when choosing an outfit this morning. ;)
If you feel like pretending you’re starring in an episode of Gossip Girl, shop below!
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I don’t know what it is about this color. Maybe it’s just my irises in denial of barren landscapes and infecund trees. Maybe I’m psychological going through the motions of preparing myself for winter and I’m secretly already mourning the loss of color. Don’t get me wrong, the season ahead comes with it’s many unique charms, but I have to admit I’m a summer chick true and true, and with that comes the inherent attraction to the daintiness of light-hearted interiors, of white walls and colorful accents, and anything that screams happy and young. Do you have a color that does this for you? For me it’s always been turquoise and pink. I couldn’t withstand the allure! Check this places out! Can I move in already?
Well it’s that time of the year again! That time when Starbucks brings back everyone’s favorite Pumpkin White Mocha and Pumpkin Spice Latte and gingerbread-whatever, and dressing up in the morning turns into a puzzle about dressing for right now and then predicting the entire day’s weather. As much as I love autumn, it’s unpredictability usually leaves me craving a couple of more chances to stay in and savor some more of those pumpkin-whatever treats in the comfyness of my own home. And speaking of which, what better time to start changing things up around here? There’s nothing better than letting the seasons inspire our home environment. Here are some of my favorites!
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And there it is. I feel the prickling in my hands and I just have to raise them up to my mouth to bite on my nails. “Great”, I think. “Here goes the nice manicure I wanted to have for my job interview on Friday…” An action that started because I was feeling a little less than perfect, actually ended up with me digging myself a deeper hole.
Has that every happened to you? Without even noticing it you’re already subjecting a part of yourself for slow destruction. Of all areas of my life touched the most by stress and anxiety, my nails are often the sad and penchant victims.
I’m amazed sometimes,when I discuss this subject with my friends, about how many of us deal with stress and anxiety on a daily basis. It seems to be a common pathogenic amongst us ladies who think life’s all about achieving the highest peaks, and being on top of the pile of daily duties; this notion only leaving us heaving on the sight of morning coffee spilled on the dress we so carefully picked out, and fact that we wore mismatched earrings to work. You know that’s happened to you, too!
And trust me, it is easy to fall into this rut. With constant social media flooding all escape gates, I’m constantly reminded of my average beauty and less-than-average achievements in life everyday when I so wholeheartedly look to find myself in the successful blogs I read, or somebody else’s career profile. With somebody else’s acceptance to an Ivy League graduate program, who can help but second guess themselves? And it isn’t just a matter of the bigger things in life, but it also happens to me in the smaller duties of everyday: The reality is that sometimes I can’t head out of my apartment having washed all dishes, I don’t just wake up every morning with a clear face, and I don’t change somebody’s life at work every day, and all this smaller reminders of my lack of perfection, instead of giving me peace to act freely and without constraints, often leave me feeling very much inadequate.
But what about those day? What about those day when I just wing precaution outside my bedroom window and just act on what’s right in front of me, ridding myself of anybody else’s definition of success, or high expectations. Those days I feel as free as I can be, those days I decide to be a little less harsher with myself because maybe perfectionism has nothing to do with what perfection actually looks like, but with a distorted idea of what’s truly enough. And if we don’t believe that we are enough…, well dang because we are all we have, and the only kind of perfection truly achievable starts with being kind to yourself. Sure, somedays may be right for going above and beyond, but somedays it may just be right to at least move in some direction, and take a couple of steps, however tiny those steps might be, all in the name of progress.
I’ve learned to think of harsh perfectionism as a burden, and the moments when I decide to be a little kinder to myself, as peace. The Burden usually says: “I can do so much better than this.” “They will not be impressed.” “I want to be the best.” “I need to be in control.” And Peace always says: ” I need to be content with what I have right now.” “I’m not perfect, and no one is.” “Nobody was born already walking.” “I’m still learning.” So as long as I can call my mishaps, mistakes, and inadequacies a stage in my development, I will, and you should, too! And..
“May you be constantly, infallibly aware that infallibility does not exist. If you chose to seek perfection, may it be with infallible grace.“