Conversations with God

I got myself the coolest book ever called 642 Things To Write About (by the San Francisco Writer's Grotto). As the name suggests, the book describes 642 fantasy scenarios to write about. The ideas go anywhere from "Write the lyrics of a rap song. They must include a cop, a bad dry bust, and a dog" to "Create an imaginary friend (human or not)". I would definitely go thru the 642 ideas and promise to share with you the ones I find most entertaining (or most embarrassing, which for the most part happens to be the most entertaining). 

I glimpsed quickly thru the book and got inspired to come up with  my very own idea #643: If you have the opportunity to call God (or the Holley Molly, The Divine, Your Holley Cannoli, or whatever is it that you believe in -or not-) and speak with him for a few moments, what would you tell him? Extra points if you use a shoe phone a lá Maxwell Smart....

(To increase my chances of getting through God's very busy hot line I will use two "shoe phones" as opposed to one just the same way I use several phone devices when I need to call La W Radio or Radio Bemba to request a song)

"Hi, can I speak with God please?"

I'm on hold....

 Still on hold. I'm listening to Kenny Rogers background music...

 "God? Hi it's me! Hi how are you?!"

"I'm good thanks for asking...so listen, I'm calling you to thank you for the beautiful day, the sun, the flowers, the sea, my family, my cats, music, James Rodriguez and the Colombian soccer team, vanilla ice cream, wine & cheese, cherry chapstick, I Love Love by Moschino perfume, ricotta and strawberries with mint, green tea latte with coconut milk....."

"...banana smoothie with almond butter and almond milk, (it just tastes sooo good!)...."

"Oh wait I also wanted to thank you for my friends -specially CoCo, Pao, Maritza, Meghan, Ri, Lauren, the Pumacitas from my office-, my lavender detergent, brown sugar exfoliant, massages, pedicures, manicures, my bicycle, my funny accent when I speak English...hold on...."

 "Can I put you on hold? My mom's calling..."

He hanged up on me...

In all seriousness be thankful for life, love and everything in between.

And now repeat after me: 

"I'm too grateful to be hateful. I am too blessed to be stressed"

El DeBarge

Real Nice Thing in Life #6

I have promised myself not to buy any clothing item for three months. I'm very proud of my organizational skills, but my closet is rapidly reaching its full capacity. I'm blessed enough to belong to the spoil girl's club where owning fifteen pair of shoes seem normal. From a practical point of view one should only need one pair. The other fourteen pairs are the result of years of being spoiled by a lovable father, mother, boyfriends, husband, etc. I'm en route of becoming a clothing addict. Which doesn't sound that bad when you think about it. Clothes have never seriously hurt anyone, and the side effects of shopping therapy are known to be quite positive involving feelings of pure ecstasy and immense happiness. The problem starts when you can't fit your clothes anywhere. I have to say however that I've always had the "one and one" rule. One new item comes in, one old item goes out. That way I've kept my closet in balance and my friends happy -purging closet day is quite popular among my closest pals-.

Before committing to three months of clothing abstinence, I made myself a little ritual. Like a smoker having his last cigarette, I treated myself to one last shopping spree. I promised myself that this spree could only consist of one item, one last special item that would seduce me and keep me entertained for the hard months to come. And without much effort this pretty little skirt found me. It was love at first sight. It made me look -and feel-  like a pumpkin. But not any type of pumpkin, but a pumpkin having a blast in the Carnavales de Rio. It was fluffy, heavy, and shapeless. In other words: PERFECT! 

It's been two weeks since I started my non-buying-any-clothing-for-three-months-promise and I've done a great job. The only thing I gotten myself has been a package of bobby pins, which I chose to categorize as necessities and not clothing items/ accessories. 

I think I will be able to control myself. With the money I'll be saving these three months I'm planning to buy a killer pair of shoes ;) Just kidding!

Real Nice Thing in Life #6: Clothes! and the joy of sharing what you have with the people you love.

Besos,

G

All pictures by CoCo
H&M Skirt, JCrew Shirt, Celine Platforms, vintage shell purse

Fire!

I got myself a fabulous piece of technology called a camcorder. This particular device is meant for adventure photography and the like, but who's to say that dancing and being a clown in front of the camera isn't the best adventure ever? So without further introduction I present you with this year's favorite nominee for worst music video, worst dancer, and worst scenography. 

All filming done by myself (loser!).
Backup dancers: Le Female Cat and Le Male Cat better known as Necia and Necio.
Music: Bomba Stereo. Fuego!

Stella McCartney blouse, French Connection shorts, Celine shoes