Got Rhythm?

Well do you? 

Culture dosage on here this blog today. 
Some ole' school Mongo Santamaria descarga (that's jam session for the Spanish impaired)in my mothaland Colombia. 

Mongo-Colombia, South America 1982

Jammin' to Mongo on the 1s & 2s while laying out in the Sun inside my apartment and snacking on my (homemade duh!)fried green plantains, Cuban mojo sauce and hella better than Gatorade , real electrolyte drink Agua de Coco ya'll. 

My knight in shining armor!

Is a long haired, bearded Parisien wearing a ‎dashiki & python kicks on a rusty ole chola bike.

March to the beat of your own mixtape

Hi family, 
Since I occasionally update this blog I thought I'd let you know that you can 

all of my antics. Warning! I know how to cook, mom made sure of that, so I share a lot of my dishes on there too. 

#throwbackthursday

My sistas from otha' mistas doin' their Latin freestyle thang. 

1982–1987: Origin of Latin freestyle 

Freestyle music developed primarily in the Latino communities of New York City in the early 1980s. It initially was a fusion of synthetic instrumentation and syncopated percussion of 1980s electro, as favored by fans of breakdancing.

Wikipedia


The Cover Girls - Show Me (1986)

Tie Me Up! Tie Me Down!

My new lace-up lambskin leather skirt is trés, trés Isabel Marant. Loving that corset detail at the waist. Can't wait to rock it this weekend with a simple t-shirt and one of these kicks. 

Got Flava' ?

Habano Nights

Like father, like daughter. Just bringing a lil Latin flava' savoring some puros with my Parisian homeboys crew Tuesday night. All that was missing was a set of dominoes and a deck of cards. 

Musica: Fania All Stars - Son, Cuero Y Boogaloo

An old flame is rekindled

I was thinking about selling my 2010 Chloe patent leather and crystal boots that I hadn't worn in over a 1.5 yrs but after yesterday's compliments from strangers well..... naaahhhhh! 

It's fun (and cheap too!) to shop within your own closet and rethink a million new ways to rock your forgotten past loves. 

boots: Chloé
leopard faux fur: Topshop tall

Insta-Vaguebnd

Coucou family, 
I have missed you all incredibly and have always had you in my thoughts. I took a 6 month blogging sabbatical because I wanted to focus on family, friends and a tinny, weenie, lil project I had underway.... my wedding.

Anyway, if anyone wants to keep up with this m.i.a. gal or see me throwdown in the kitchen, you can follow me on Instagram 


or my personal Facebook page here 

ps: Merci, merci, merci for the emails asking my whereabouts and requesting to return. Your feedback really meant alot especially because I have never opened this blog for comments since its inception and had disabled Google friend connect.

C'était un Rendezvous

I know this route like the back of my hand cuz' it's where I work and live. 
Claude Lelouch- C'était un Rendezvous (1976)

The film shows an eight-minute drive through Paris in the early hours of the morning. Well-known landmarks such as the Arc de Triomphe, Opéra Garnier, and Place de la Concorde with its obelisk are passed, as well as the Champs-Élysées. The final shot the car is parked in front of a curb on Montmartre (-> our barrio yay!), with the famous Sacré Cœur Basilica behind. 

View from home

dress: Kiliwatch in Paris
jeans: vintage 501's
ballerines: Chloé

stop, look, listen

to the sexy of a needle on a record.