• Would You Be Proud of Your Naked Soul?

    Will your eyes be as pretty if you removed the lashes? Will your chest be popping without the silicone? Will your hair make waves if the extensions came off? Will they be enchanted if you showed your true soul? These are questions I wish every girl asked herself. I guess it pains me to hear a 12-year-old say that she has to get her eyebrows done so that her peers don’t make fun of her, or a 16-year-old think her world will come to an end if her nails aren’t done for the first day of her last year of high school. (True story.) What have we become? I’ve traveled…

  • I See You, and You See Me

    I see you people-watching and I know you see me. But you prefer pretending that you don’t see me, so I respect your wish to not want me to see that you’ve seen me. My sight focuses somewhere else for distraction, but my gaze again seeks and finds your gaze. And I see you, and you see me, and it comes down to this: what has been seen cannot be unseen. So next time you see me, won’t you just let me see you?

  • Blue Suede Stilettos

    “Are those blue suede shoes?” you asked. “Are you color blind?” I replied, “And, that’s blue suede STILETTOS for ya.” “Smart mouth, I see.” “And you’re quite the observer.” “It just made me think of that Elvis’ song, and since I’m a fan…” “Well, you can drink my liquor, but don’t you step on my blue suede shoes.” “Ha! You know the song? I’m impressed.” “C’mon, it’s Elvis Presley—his biography might as well be a prerequisite for USA History 101.” I remember how you laughed at that silly comment when it wasn’t even funny. But, “You’re hilarious,” you said, unable to control your giggles. Is that a thing you do…

  • Your Secret is Safe with Me (But We All Know)

      How many haven’t heard a friend say those words before; in person, over the phone…while on speakerphone? I’ve learned the hard way that the best kept secret is that which never leaves your big mouth. It is extremely likely that your BFF is not my BFF, and if I trust you, it is because you’ve passed the years-long arduous trustworthiness test, and I fully expect you to abide by these unwritten rules of confidentiality. Unfortunately, not everyone will care as much as you about your own privacy. Some people just can’t keep a secret, but we will never find out until the secret is out. It has to happen…

  • Dear Santa: Keep Your Presents

    (Sorry, kids, about the spoil alert.) This year I want nothing but peace and comfort for Syrian refugees. I’ve just about had it with all these stories of horror. Are you tired, too? Or is your heart made of stone? I can’t stand how we helplessly watch so much human suffering and do nothing about. How can we help? I mean, who do you even ask for help? Nope, your god can’t save them either. Borders are stupid, people. Our earth is massive; why be so greedy? There’s room for all. So, keep your presents, Santa. What we need here on Earth is PEACE and love. Yes, a lot of…

  • The Sky Up Above

    Mystery creates wonder, and wonder is the basis of humankind’s desire to understand.  I could take a picture of what I’m seeing on this beautiful evening, but I don’t have a NatGeo-type camera (aww). So, as always, I try my best to sketch it 😎 — the mystery that is the sky up above us. ¡Buenas noches!

  • Babe, You’re Already Official

    The madness of this rapidly “socialized” world is wrapping me with its poisonous dew. Getting lost. We are getting lost. Forgetting. Forgetting our nature, our purpose, what really matters. Suddenly, being everything on social media is…everything. Since when? If we’re not making a living out of it, what do we earn from it? I remember reading a post from a sort of “famous” Instagram username the other day. It said: She wondered how she could have so many followers and so few friends… Whether those were her words or not; whether that’s her reality or not, it is true for many. So many. In fact, most popular people in Hollywood…