Nostalgia

Nostalgia on the last day of the longest winter ever...

 I miss the sun, I miss the heat.

Frozen from the inside out.

                                         Frost Bites...

  Frozen from the inside out.

Nostalgia on the last day of the coldest winter ever.

I miss the Sun, I miss the Heat.

Because there's nothing more Beautiful than the Silhouette of a Palm Tree.

                                            Dress lulus.com  Shoes Joe's Jeans via Amazon.com

I apologize for the horrible faces, but it was 20 degrees outside, bare with me, and I insisted on doing this shoot that morning. The official last day of winter was a bit of a relief, even though it's been about 2 weeks since and the weather in NYC has not gotten much better. When I saw this palm tree printed dress on lulus I fell in love! I love this tropical print trend, it is a hit for me because my heart is always somewhere tropical. The washed out colors of the print made me nostalgic instantly. How much I truly missed what my soul constantly longs for, heat in the air, struck me. These suede shoes by Joe's Jeans, perfect transition from a rough winter, so comfortable, so chic, so easy to wear.

Winters are always rough for me, but this one has changed everything. So many changes, so much transition, so much of the uncommon, so much I can't change, so much adjusting to new sails. So much of me bruised with frost bites to my heart, pieces of me dying off. My body slowing ridding itself of what once was, that no longer is good for me. The Universe screaming at me, get ready, detox your soul, there is so much new, so much good ahead, wash away. My skin is pale, crumbly, feels worn. Make up won't hide the dark that surrounds my vision. I curl up like a caterpillar waiting to transform. 

LET GO.

You can't control the weather, learn to be one with the wind.

There will always be storms, but the Sun is always shining somewhere. 

My soul; the Sun; warmth from my core, rays pour through my pores, ready to glow.

 And so then Nostalgia isn't such a bad trip anymore. More of a journey of acceptance, of appreciation, of understanding of growth of transition, that everything happens for a reason. 

Trust your universe, it's perfect timing.

 Memories take us back, Dreams push us forward.

Goodbye Winter, Goodbye Cold.

Goodbye March, Goodbye Snow.

Thank You Nostalgia.

I'm Ready to Grow.

CROSSROADS

So after about almost 2 months of being back from my Beautiful Motherland, Mi Quisqueya La Bella, where I was blessed to bring in the New Year, here I am finally inspired to share my trip. Yesterday was el 27 de Febrero; El Dia De La Independencia Dominicana and going through these pictures warms me up through this endless winter we've been experiencing in New York.

The weather, the food, the environment. I miss it ALL! 

I miss the simplicity of things, the serenity; the beauty that soaks up every place my eyes land upon, Inspiration from every angle. The nature, the nurture, the smell of overpriced gasoline, burnt out dreams and roasted passion in the air, coffee, and viejitos rising with the sun. The cows, and chickens, and broken hearted dogs; the piggies and their families, the weary cats, and the goats in the streets. And my Horses. My precious Strong Powerful Beautiful Free Horses; they give me life. But more than anything I miss the SUN, and the Water and Sand and the Coconut trees and the fruits getting picked right off the trees, right in your yard, in your neighbors yard, all year around; 

Nutrition at it purest.

     

  

                                           

         

 

                                                                                         

Its always so difficult for me to transition from Vaca to Real life; for me to come back and unpack. I actually unpacked about 2 weeks ago, and as I did I sniffed away at every thing in my maleta, luggage. Now I'm not a freak; ok maybe I am, no Im just an Extreme Passionista. My passion derives from Emotion, my emotions all over the place, my Fashion my Passion, they go hand in hand. Because of my bipolar ways it is so difficult to pack for any type of Vacation, I usually over pack, of course. With every piece of clothing, goes an emotion. I dress depending on how I feel so I just never know what to expect, I have to prepare for anything. I had a few blog ideas actually to post while I was there, I just unfortunately couldn't make it to certain places bc of obnoxious inconveniences, so I give you what I can. Sorry for the quality of the pictures, of course I forgot my memory card back home so I was missing my Nikon,  HOPE YOU ENJOY IT. Lol leave it up to me to wear a maxi dress on an mini adventure trip. Im up and down, always. An extremists, no in betweens, unique, exquisite, unexpected. This trip represented Serenity; Acceptance of Who I am, Where I am, Where I Stand, Where I've Been, Now Where Do I want to be? Where am I Going?

Im at a Crossroads. Really an Intersection. So many open roads, narrow tunnels, leading to planets as far as Mars; unstable spontaneous climatic, a sun apart, a moon in each with pieces of my heart,

Which Road Do I Follow?