Spring

By: Gabriela Yareliz Somehow, I ended up in that train car. It’s one I seldom end up on. It’s the one that starts in the Upper East Side and goes to Brooklyn filled with young, hip, beautiful people. You have the friends who are chatty and distracted, standing at the poll, giggling every time theyContinue reading “Spring”

This is what life is like

By: Gabriela Yareliz This isn’t a profound discourse, today. In fact, I was going to do my whole spiel on fertility, biological clocks (our damnation), and the OB-GYN, but I figured that could wait (you’re welcome). We can talk about that after a fun pelvic exam. The emotions will be a lot more raw, then.Continue reading “This is what life is like”

Lessons from a Golden Morning

This was written but never shared in November of 2017, from my sunny kitchen.  By: Gabriela Yareliz The morning starts with light seeping through the kitchen window. At first, the light just hits the white chairs and my window friendly plant, but then, it seems to escape its rays, and it dances around the room.Continue reading “Lessons from a Golden Morning”

Leading Lady

By: Gabriela Yareliz I am committed to writing more regularly here because I simply miss it. I am here, already dreaming of Easter. Pastel colored dresses, and light trench coats with no leggings. A dream. February is almost over. It’s wild. Tonight, I read a magazine for a bit. Cherry Bombe featured the lovely andContinue reading “Leading Lady”

Several Observations

By: Gabriela Yareliz These past few days have been refreshing. I have been mounting pieces of furniture that will help add chic storage to my sunny studio. I look forward to no longer seeing the things I will store inside these pieces and to having a more put-together look, in my humble home. I amContinue reading “Several Observations”

Boxes

By: Gabriela Yareliz I have had this on my mind, lately; this idea of boxes. No, before you ask, I am not moving. The truth is, there is always a box in every career that you are expected to fit into. There is a set rubric and technique that you need to comply with, toContinue reading “Boxes”

On the NYC Train

By: Gabriela Yareliz It’s November. Apple picking is done for the season. The elections came and went, and here we are. Amazing. I don’t want to sound like a broken record, like that girl whose podcast I always listened to, but then she said the same thing every time and would cry in every episode,Continue reading “On the NYC Train”

Autumnal Asks

Doing this fun tag from the fabulous Tumblr platform. It’s making the rounds, and it’s a rainy, cozy, autumn Sunday. So, why not? Let’s do it. [Image via @kendalljenner]   lantern – how did you meet your best friend? What were your first impressions of each other? High school. She sat behind me in EnglishContinue reading “Autumnal Asks”

A July Photo Diary

By: Gabriela Yareliz Warm New York summer rain threatens my unspoken plan. The rain is soft and glittery. It should be bottled up and sold as perfume. It paints the sky grey and paints us wet. In my search of the skyline for a perfect rooftop, I spot the flamingo tree. It’s sassy in itsContinue reading “A July Photo Diary”

On Hold

By: Gabriela Yareliz I just walked by a hot, steamy pile of trash this morning. If there is a perfect way to start a New York Monday, that’s it. On the bright side, I barely missed a pigeon dropping, right in front of me, and the train pulled right into the station, when I walkedContinue reading “On Hold”