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Two girls entered a wood . . . which one are you?

Originally posted on candidkay:
One emerged a skillful, confident woman; the other remained a helpless girl. The question, friends, is–which one are you? I come from a seemingly long line of independent women, women who did not always follow societal norms. So those girls in college who gushed about who they wanted to marry when…

Camp Meeting

By: Gabriela Yareliz Camp meeting (n): An event at which churches from a certain area get together, usually once a year, for a spiritual retreat and fellowship. The concept and practice originated in England and Scotland. Camp meeting is always a fun time of the year. It always has been. I have good memories ofContinue reading “Camp Meeting”

Causing Commotion

By: Gabriela Yareliz Some things are simply iconic in our minds. This scene from Malena is an iconic scene that I absolutely adore. This reminds me of what it’s like to walk through New York, sometimes. Oh to be like Malena! A showstopper; Causing Commotion; Making them talk; Making them watch. “Show’s over! She’s gone now!”

Eres Mi Misterio

En la vida, nada sale como planeamos. Y muchas veces, no entendemos. ¿Sera que alguien con una mirada se te pueda meter por las venas? ¿Sera que los misterios más grandes no se resuelven, sino que tenemos que aceptar la magia que los creo? No sé quién eres— Algunas veces, cuando no conoces a alguien,Continue reading “Eres Mi Misterio”

#EuroPower #BecauseFutbol

Shallow Soccer Commentary Brought to You By: Gabriela Yareliz For those of you who have been reading my World Cup 2014 blurbs, you know Germany made my “favorites” list after seeing its skill and Mats Hummels face. This was difficult to maintain during the France (my team) and Germany face-off, but it was hard toContinue reading “#EuroPower #BecauseFutbol”

Strike a Pose

Don’t worry– these are not the shots. In this post are some shameless selfies of my hair and makeup before the photo session. I have been blessed enough to have one of my personal essays selected for publication in September in a magazine I grew up reading. Naturally, they needed a photo to accompany theContinue reading “Strike a Pose”