70s much?

"Revolution is not something fixed in ideology, nor is it something fashioned to a particular decade. It is a perpetual process embedded in the human spirit. "
Abbie Hoffman

Ohhh...with this new trend I can´t help but recall a picture of my mom sitting in the grass with that Farrah Fawcett´s hairsytle, a cute tshirt and those flaire pants... I love it! and now it´s back...

[click on the pictures to check them better :) ]

The hair...

Those waves and updo´s... Just so much fun!

Those loose textures, flaire pants, one shoulder sleeves... orange... so despreocupied...

On make up, bright colors... cat eyes... neon lips...

And shoes, we have wedges, and cute platforms ....



Hope you are as excited as I am with this return... and yes... I wish my mom had saved some of her clothes...

What´s your beat? …

One of the biggest passions in my life is and has always been … MUSIC…

Even there I am quite random… I can go from Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds to Run to the Hills with some hints of Smells like teenspirit and some notes of Fidelity or Slow like Honey…

I myself want to believe I like GOOD music, obviously… you like what you like and that is it… that is the beauty of diversity… the so called globalization, tolerance and so…

Music, Photography… Plays, Paintings… Art itself… It can take you anywhere… I am not a very educated person on any of the above but I do enjoy it a lot…

When you let yourself go from the rush of the monster of life and you go slower letting yourself appreciate the things that surround you everything looses it´s shape and becomes whatever you want it to be… I hate to drive… traffic… pfff! A horrible representation of chaos and rudeness and time bombs… it would go away within a click… I would start listening to Lips of and Angel from  Hinder and go back to that blue truck that would take us to the Hard Rock to have some wings and listen to some good music, or The Trooper and I would go front row blue pants, white shirt a beer in hand and tons of yelling with my eyes set on Bruce with those cute tight camouflage pants… sad but true… Hetfield, 3 de Marzo stadium fireworks, so much energy…

My photos, I hate to have my picture taken but whenever I see a picture I go back to where my friends and I would just finished our bible study and would go to tacos, or where I went to the Tropikal forever concert with friends from work and had the best time in a pretty “cheap” place… as the saying goes,… “ Entre mas corriente mas ambiente” hahahaha or where I look so proud with my recently bought truck… memories….

I am very passionate about music and have lately found a new style I am pretty much been cheating Metal with… Alternative …. The ting tings, Adele… Noah and the Whale… If you wanna have a sample of it just go to my Facebook page, There is where I place my links and share what I discover or what I just have in the list J…

A couple of weeks ago my passion was discover by a FB friend and have been asked to be part of a music project, a blog I believe where we would be sharing this love we have and promote it… I´ll keep you posted … I am pretty excited!!!!

So, what do you love? What can take you places without hesitation? What is your passion?

Somewhere over the rainbow...

That is where I would sometimes would like to be… with the rush and the worries of a daily life… the scars of being a grown up in search of success and a sense of belonging… it comes a point… or a few way too many times where you don’t find your place, where life is just not as you expected it to be… where you analyze yourself and review the goal points you had planned to reached by now and find a full huge box with pending stuff to achieve… and yet a quite too small satisfaction paper on the scene.

I know I am quite a big thing… I have always been very tough and judgmental on myself and just sometimes feel that I always come too short … and hope… hope… that cute soft cloud above my reason where you can find rest to start again… has turned too foggy in times …

I have lately been dragged by life to be more mature, and see the real thing…

I broke up with the love of my life and just went to my comfortable denying place where I would pour all I would feel into my job… my job… that flirtatious vice I so easily fall into and seek for companionship when alone… aaaand… that superficial balance found has collapsed causing me to get real, to feel, to think, to analyze, to experience…  to be…

I got pretty angry when I realized my boss would fire me out of envy and a sense of eliminating competition… and budget  issues related too…which quite honestly is pretty lame and unfair… but… after being angry I got sad… pretty sad… all my comfort zone had been gone and I got all exposed to the radiation of people, experiences, memories, broken promises… broken dreams… and when I got there…

I normally tend to isolate, to deal with stuff on my own and be “cool” you know… but I just couldn’t… it was impossible for me anymore… I had hold it up for so long and my wound had gotten so exposed that I just  couldn’t pretend anymore….

And just then… when I couldn’t anymore and just let myself go… I found a special bright place… so colorful… so bright… rainbowy like… I found God … not He talking to me on a dream or so… just His care through His amazing people… My friends and family… I just can´t thank them enough… I learned things about myself through them that have made my satisfaction bunch of paper grow higher and they have helped me seen that although I have maybe not bought a bigger house, speak 5 languages or owe my own coffee shop… I saw that I am not that bad of a human asset for this world… I see their care and their words on me, on how I´ve been there for them or how I smile and bright up a room and how they know I´ll be there for them that just warmed my heart and made me see a bit more of the real me… the one who remains good friend of his ex boyfriend and where we both care for each other, where my friends have been sharing tons of hope thoughts to me, who have been helping me look for a job and who keep an eye on me… making sure I don’t lock myself into isolation again… and my mood, those friends who would stay around even when I get cranky and who join me for some mezcales to let it all loose some perspective into some fun pink neon straw. I love my friends and what they do to my life, I love how they see me because just the is when I realize what things are really important and worth loose your sleep to, and what others are to let go and move on… how there is always calm after the storm and how much I cherish each of their lives into mine because they have just made it richer and they ease my life.

My parents who have always been right next to me… who let me fall and hard to see me stand up higher and stronger, who take a step aside to help me have a criteria on my own and who have given me all their weapons to fight life such as their  life experience, advices, values, hope, principles, will…

And my brother whose life has challenged me to never give up, to shine, to provide example, to do, to conquer, to try, to ease his life, to show him through my mistakes, to share my hopes, and experience, to defend with my nails and teeth to be the older sister he needs…

I honestly would rather not have to make my people experience the “ugly” steph… But thank you for making me feel so hugged and backed up…

I am really really lucky J

Don’t take anyone for granted, they could use some kind nice warm words to build their rainbow ;)

Mc Dreamy???

 ..." What is your perfect man like?"- I was recently asked…

I was with a friend at one of my current favorite places to chill after a hard week… El Rey… yes… Enrique is el Rey with that sweet mezcal and those orange peels…

We were talking about love, life, work… alcohol set the tone for the conversation and I just stared at my fancy bottle of water with the fancy neon straw … and the plastic duck staring at me…

I don’t know I reply… I don’t think I have a type…

And then when the alcohol reached its place in my brain and my heart started communicating with my brain in a faster tricky way I started elaborating my answer… not sure if It at the end got shared with my friend though…

My perfect man is attractive to me… He´s got to have something… If I see kindness in his eyes, He´s pretty man-ish like, warm smile… I do not have something specific nor a type itself… chemistry… that´s all…

But the man I´ll keep, will be honest and with a humble heart, will love me despite all and will not let us fall into the ideas and conceptions of Society, will enjoy my company and will not take me for granted, will find comfort and love in my words and will let me get in to share life with him… will do stupid stuff for me because it makes me happy, like... he´ll send me flowers, go dancing and listen and laugh at my silly jokes hahahaha, will let me know how to be a good couple to him by letting me know him… will be patient when I am slow to learn and we will have a blast with each other…

My perfect man is a man that does not take love lightly and that means what he says to me… means when he whispers I love you and thinks of me as the most beautiful one even when I know I am not quite close to Gisele Bundchen.

I know it is possible… because I have found it… somehow timing was not the right one… but… no one ever knows till you know…ha?

What´s your perfect man like?

Have you found him?

… Let me know…

Light and Tasty

I have been trying for quite long to have better eating habits and quite honestly I am pretty comfortable backing up in my fast metabolism, but truth is … I am almost 28 and I need to start taking care of my body in the inside as well as the outside…

So, I´d like to share with you some tasty light recipes I have gotten or created and where taste does not compete with nutritious…

Red Cabbage and Green Apple Salad

·         ½ green cabbage

·         ½ red cabbage

·         2 apples sliced thin, and cut into small squared ( I go for grand smith)

·         ¾  cup toasted and chopped pecans

·         ¾ cup dried cranberries

Dressing:

·         3 red wine vinegar tablespoons

·         1 honey tablespoon

·         1 spicy mustard tablespoon ( I get the Dijon kind with seeds)

·         ¼ olive oil cup

·         Salt and pepper to taste

This one is pretty simple, just mix it all and I like to pour the dressing all over it, I am not a huge fan of cabbage but this one… kills me!!! Hahahaha, I used to live with this lovely friend from Texas and she would made it and leave it for me in the fridge and when I got home from work… it´ll be heaven! And it just makes a lot, so it´s cheap J

Fresh Spinach Salad

·         A package of Popeye´s fresh, washed and disinfected spinach

·         Cherry tomatoes

·         A bunch of toasted half cut almonds

·         Mandarine

·         Goat chesse ( I like the one that is covered on ashes)

·         A bunch of cranberries

·         Balsamic Vinegar

·         Pepper to taste

I love this salad because it is pretty fresh and super quick J