In Bloom

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Llega el momento en la naturaleza donde las flores, aunque se rehúsen a hacerlo, deben florecer. A excepción de algunos árboles problemáticos como yo, claro está. 

Happens the moment where flowers, even when they refuse to, must flourish. Except for some problematic trees like me, of course.

The Bell Jar

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Hace algunos veranos me encontré en medio de una crisis existencial que parecía no terminar. En ese momento llego “The Bell jar” a mi vida para definir muchas cosas y rescatarme del abismo. Me sentí demasiado identificada con la escritura de Sylvia y con esos momentos donde yo también me encontraba atrás de la campana de cristal. Hoy celebramos el cumpleaños de esta increíble obra de la literatura y decidí dedicarle mi post a ella. Lamento la falta de relación con el post por lo que complementaré las imágenes con frases de “The Bell jar”.

A few summers ago I found myself in the midst of an existential crisis that seemed not finish. At that time I got "The Bell Jar" on my life, it helped me to define many things and to rescue me from the abyss. I was too identified with  Sylvia's writing and those moments where I also found myself behind the Bell Jar. Today we celebrate the birthday of this great work of literature so I decided to dedicate my post to it. Because of the lack of connection with the post, I will complete the images with quotes from "The Bell Jar".

“And by the way, everything in life is writable about if you have the outgoing guts to do it, and the imagination to improvise. The worst enemy to creativity is self-doubt.” 

“Perhaps when we find ourselves wanting everything, it is because we are dangerously close to wanting nothing.” 

“The trouble was, I had been inadequate all along, I simply hadn't thought about it.” 

“When they asked me what I wanted to be I said I didn’t know.
"Oh, sure you know," the photographer said.
"She wants," said Jay Cee wittily, "to be everything.” 

“because wherever I sat—on the deck of a ship or at a street café in Paris or Bangkok—I would be sitting under the same glass bell jar, stewing in my own sour air.” 

I didn't know why I was going to cry, but I knew that if anybody spoke to me or looked at me too closely the tears would fly out of my eyes and the sobs would fly out of the throat and I'd cry for a week.” 

“So I began to think maybe it was true that when you were married and had children it was like being brainwashed, and afterward you went about as numb as a slave in a totalitarian state.” 

“I thought the most beautiful thing in the world must be shadow, the million moving shapes and cul-de-sacs of shadow. There was shadow in bureau drawers and closets and suitcases, and shadow under houses and trees and stones, and shadow at the back of people's eyes and smiles, and shadow, miles and miles and miles of it, on the night side of the earth.” 

And I`ll finish with this:

"I write only because
There is a voice within me
That will not be still” 

I Amsterdam


Once in a lifetime you visit a place that blows your mind and change your view of everything. Once in a lifetime you visit Amsterdam for the first time and you fall in love with a city that is not in your blood. I can`t wait to come back to visit again this beautiful city full of incredible kind people. I am still enjoying slowly this great experience. Let´s stop the words and start the images.

Episodes vintage Fur coat



Una imagen vale más que mil palabras. Mil palabras mas una valen más que una imagen. 

Killing the blazer


"Recuerdo que hace unos años nos quedamos varados en la carretera. No había paso. Los puentes se habían caído, los árboles estaban tirados por doquier sobre la carretera. Era el huracán Mitch. Nos había visitado y cobrado quien sabe que venganza. 

Nos encontramos en octubre de nuevo, pero a diferencia del 98', esta vez no está lloviendo. Calentamiento global o ciclos terrestres, quien sabe. Lo cierto es que el calor es insoportable y pareciera ser medio verano más que invierno. " Fragmentos de Anakim

El convertir este blazer en chaleco ha sido mi experimento más prudente del año. Perfecto para este clima cambiante e inexplicable. Encuentren el paso a paso del "Do it yourself" en la edición de aniversario de Revista Amiga de Prensa Libre. ( ¡Felicitaciones a Revista Amiga por sus 25 años!)

Yesterday Jam: Last summer

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Remember when the sunlight was here? Remember that beautiful weekend on the beach? Remember you took those pictures and never published them? Oh. Well, this is basically what I wore last season; the pictures are actually from last season. Enjoy the rain. 

¿Recuerdas cuando estaba soleado? ¿Recuerdas ese hermoso fin de semana en la playa? ¿Recuerdas que tomaste esas fotos y nunca las publicaste? Oh. Bueno, esto es básicamente lo que vestí la temporada pasada, las fotografías son de hecho de la temporada pasada. Disfruten la lluvia. 

Wearing Forever XXI t-shirt