• Film,  Photography

    HALLOWEEN ON FILM

    I turned eighteen in October (I’m now legal everywhere but Dubai and the US ayyy) and decided to throw a Halloween party, my last chance to dress up before adulthood hits. Just kidding. I have more fun dressing up now than I did as a kid. Because I wanna be Sydney Carlson so bad I decided to use my birthday gift card to buy three film rolls and a disposable camera. And because my dad is the tech-savvy man he is, we found his old film cameras in our attic and lo and behold they still work! Shoutout to dm for not messing up my order or any of my…

  • Music,  TONI TUNES

    TONI TUNES EP.1

    Welcome to today´s post: a recap of my recent music favorites. One of my favorite things to write about is music, whether I do it creatively, such as in my summer playlist post I spent soo much time on (Fr I spent like three days on the graphics and look how badly they turned out lmao- it´s okay though, it´s part of the growth), or my love story post which is still one of my favorite uploads on here ever, or less creatively, such as in my January Playlist post. Obviously, my plan to upload monthly playlists/posts about music has absolutely failed. It´s November and the last time I´ve written…

  • Lifestyle

    A POSTCARD THANK YOU NOTE

    For as long as I can remember my grandfather has smoked cigars. Never cigarettes (at least not in my lifetime), only cigars. With a glass of red wine or beer and a cigar balanced between his fingers, he always looked like the most elegant man to me. Cigars smell like home, cigar boxes carry their scents better than anything else, and so these wooden sticker-loaded boxes have always held a very special space in my heart. This one is my favorite. Hunter green and yellow, a red logo and multiple labels. It´s clasp a tiny nail that does a surprisingly good job at keeping it securely closed. Inside this treasure…

  • Travel

    72 HOURS IN MADRID

    Saturday, July 13th, 5:25. My alarm goes off, almost immediately silenced by the delicious click of the snooze button I press in hopes of catching up with the three hours of sleep I´m missing- in eight minutes. Dizzy with excitement, nauseous from a lack of eating, and star-struck by being spoken to in Spanish (seven years of Spanish class and I couldn´t say more than hola to the good looking flight attendant), our trip began. I would like to start this off by saying that three days are not enough to explore Madrid and al it contains. In the three days I spent in my new favorite place, I made…

  • Writing

    young love

    The first time I fell in love was in second grade. A new boy joined our class, he was half mexican and I remember sitting behind him on the carpet as my homeroom teacher read us a book, looking at the back of his head, and thinking “I love this boy.” I must have been six or seven years old. Love to me was Troy and Gabriella dancing in the rain, it was Cinderella and Prince Charming´s “So This is Love”. Love was my grandparents and their forever kind of marriage, it was my parents who weren´t married but had two children and a house and kissed each other. Love…