Monday, April 25, 2016


She doesn’t wash her hair, doesn’t wash her clothes.
Just sits on the couch watching television shows.

Sunday, April 24, 2016


You can really find out where you stand in two nights.
TWO nights.

Some things matter, I guess. Some things don't, I guess.

I just want to matter.


Gush gush gush, amirite?!

Sunday, April 17, 2016


Whoa hoa hoa. Super sultry. Songs like this make me wanna hit a martini bar in my go to black dress.. which I accidentally ripped on a broken door frame at a warehouse party, BUT HEY.. with a song like this following me, I'd like to think few would notice. Hawt hawt hawt.

Monsieur-dame, can I come with you
As you both look awfully kind
This alley and me are through
Let me tell you what I've got in mind

Truth be told I've been here, I've done this all before.

Right, my little pooh bear, wanna take a chance?
Wanna sip this smooth air, kick it in the sand
I'd say I told you so but you just gonna cry
You just wanna know those peanut butter vibes

My, my simple sir, this ain't gonna work
Mind my wicked words and tipsy topsy slurs
I can't take this place,no I can't take this place
I just wanna go where I can get some space


Nothing like dinner with a view, right?! I bounce back and forth between two feelings when I'm travelling, the first is this sense of home. It's something like, "This is normal. I belong here. Casual. Here I am". The second is this sense of disbelief. It's something like, "Holy shit, I can't believe I'm actually here right now. I'm here. Living THIS??!!?!". Someone sign me up as a travel blogger, I feel it's really my calling.

Try calling a cab to a mountain though, impossible. Our chef actually ended up driving us home. A meal and an uber. What a time to be alive.


It's been 8 months, and I am still ridiculously obsessed with this song.

Friday, April 8, 2016


Today, I received this message from a guy who was a really close friend at one point in my life. He really, truly was. He supported me through some tough times, and I hope I did the same. Unbelievably witty, incredibly funny, he's a great pal. He always has been, I for one, have not. We'd constantly make plans, and I'd constantly bail. I'm not good at plans - I almost never follow through. I'm late, I'm a procrastinator, and I've been a little selfish with time. Part of that stemming from the thought basis of, "ah, he'll always be around".

This message made me tear up a bit. I thought of all these excuses, you know, I work all the time, I've got family things going on, just on and on.. but really I shouldn't have a single one. I made him feel like he wasn't important, I hurt him, and that's not what friends do.

He blocked me, so I can't contact him. Which is fine, I mean, it hurts but I don't want him to hurt more than he does right now. I fucked up. Sad I made some silly choices that put me into a situation without a solid friendship.

Make time for your friends, folks, or they might just up and leave ya.

Thursday, April 7, 2016


I really connected with my Aunt. She's full of energy, hilarious, and such a beautiful, beautiful, soul. This is us in Los Ayala, doing what we do best.. eating. This water view is the view of Isla Coral from Los Ayala, I KNOW RIGHT. We kayaked to this island in just under an hour. I did some snorkeling here with some fishy friends, and got beat up a bit by the ocean. Ocean waves are no joke b, watch out for that pull. It's amazing how strong mother nature can be. Scrapes and bruises worth it, tropical fish are the best, coral is the best, and I tried to snapchat it but snapchatting underwater, being pulled through rocks, keeping your snorkel above water.....yeaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhh it didn't work out. Hopefully the view will suffice!

Tuesday, April 5, 2016


My Aunt is really good at taking photos - just to let you know, she's all about capturing the moment. Here's me casually browsing market day in La Pineda. I walked here to meet my Aunt after running some errands with my Lola and got lost like five times. The joy of getting lost in a place unknown is that it usually leads you to whimsical beaches, oh and the occasional alley filled with people giving you the, "You're totes lost, aren't ya?!" look. I'm cool with it. Purchased five zillion bracelets, an anklet, some rings and a backpack. My little haul was under $40. Did you know you could get two black onyx silver rings, a silver bracelet and a gram of weed for 300 pesos ($22 CAD). I politely declined the weed and instead got an anklet. Also found a nice little coffee shop for a coffee and my absolute favorite, Limonade con poco arabe con mineral. Perla, did I spell that right?! Clearly my Spanish has become immaculate.

Monday, April 4, 2016


The Malecon (seafront) is probably my favorite part of Puerto Vallarta, I mean duh, right? Sergio Bustamante sculpted about 10 sculptures over the next mile, and my absolute fave is the one pictured. It's entitled, "En Busca de la Razón", "In Search of Reason". Yup those are pillowheads searching for something that is completely unknown to its audience. I have the exact same picture from 16 years ago. I mean, Sergio is definitely a little strange right? He's definitely living in some sort of whimsical, fairy, dreamland, and I am more than happy to accept it and be a part of it.

The idea of covering myself in sand every day for work exhausts me. Can you imagine what the bathroom floor of these guys look like? You know when you get home from a pure ocean/beach beat up day, and you shower and there's just sand.. in every place.. ever? Yeah. Well imagine these guys' eyelids! True artists!

Same with the gold bronze guys. I mean it was averaging 30 C / 86 F. That's dedication. I rarely put on mascara for work, and I work in scrubs. Getting ready to be a bronze statue must take so much time. This guy actually did kiss me mid photo, and I was a little disconcerted by it. Laughed it off and when tips were offered, he insisted "No tips, her kiss was enough". This was my first marriage proposal in Puerto Vallarta. If ever you're looking to jump a few confidence levels, start here.

I'm not wearing make up in these photos. Despite being proud of the fact, I feel like I also should say it because "DAAAAAMNNN eyebags, back at it again with the dark circles". This is what happens when you sleep for 4 hours and then decide to explore PV. Worth it, so worth it.

Part 2 mañana!

Sunday, April 3, 2016