Posted on August 14, 2016
I told myself, this year I would get there on time. Last year, I arrived at our annual DC Barbecue super late. Almost all the food was gone, everyone was tired and already feeling tipsy. I was just happy to see everyone, even if they were starting to pack up already.
This year, I must have been in a different time zone, because I arrived before anyone else did, or anything was even set up. Go me. One of our fellow writers from Canada was holding down the fort on this ridiculous 96 degree weather. The heat was no joke, we were sweating hard.I arrived with some burgers and some small essentials to contribute a bit, and J already had seasoned chicken on the grill. J came back with some bug spray from the store that was much needed. A part of me was glass I was wearing a long dress so my legs didn’t get bit, the other was regretting it because it was so hot.
Notoriously, black books and stickies were being passed around. Hearing” Bro,you got a sharpie?” was the regular. It’s been awhile since I’ve felt I’ve don’t anything creative. I can sit here and tell you how much I should and I would. But right now I just don’t have the time. It’s no excuse, it’s just my reality at the moment. Seeing everybody together is always such a blessing. We’ve all grown so much. I know we don’t necessarily get to see each other all the time. Some of have moved, have kids, jobs and priorities to report to. I miss my graffiti family so much, and many times I miss the lifestyle. The adrenaline, the smell of the paint. It’s a beautiful thing. Sometimes I tell myself I’ll go back, and yes, maybe I’ll paint. But I can’t do all the things I used to do when I was younger. Not only am I old enough to get charged differently, I’m not as angry as I used to be. That was my rebellion. I had so much to prove, mostly to myself. But I know better now, even though the feeling of being in control and too of the world doesn’t compare. There’s no feeling like being on top of a roof, with a fresh piece right behind you. Walking away and knowing a piece of your soul, your artwork will be there for all to admire.
Posted on July 5, 2016
Six the morning, that’s that time I gave for all us to get our asses up and get it moving. I say 6am, because knowing us, we will probably end up hitting the road an hour later. Exactly what ended up happening. Am I good or what!? I’m only trying to avoid the rush and mess from what Independence Day brings brings to traffic. It wasn’t too bad of a drive to High Tor State Park either, especially since we were destined to stay awake, so music was blasting from the speakers.
Rather than meet us at home, my sister Julissa was determined to grab a good spot for us at the park. Which was pretty good, when we got there it wasn’t as packed as we anticipated. Where are the crowds of people, the hassle of trying to find a parking spot? None. Even better.
But not for long. It was only about 830am and one of the park Rangers decides to spoil our fun. “You’re going to have to lower right your music, we’re getting complaints”. Fine, no problem. We lowered it.
Mami got to grilling, Chris and I set up the tent, while the boys started to play dominoes. We’re dominican, what else did you expect?
I was still in sleepy mode, so once that tent was up, I was grateful that Julissa brung along some quilts and pillows. I took a much needed nap. Next thing I know she’s hovering outside the tent, snap chatting me about cute I look when I’m sleeping. Hahaha. Time to wake up, I made a couple of sandwiches for everybody. And they looked like they came straight from the deli. Damn, I’m good. There was everything from honey turkey, ham, salami, honey maple, provolone cheese, white American and lettuce and tomatoes. (DONT drool on your keyboards people) I grabbed a big ol’ chicken thigh from the grill and paired it up. Delicious.
The beers were being passed around and my father snuck a little grown up juice for all of us to get excited quicker. His great advice “if you’re doing something sneaky, do it quick” fit in perfectly while we served rum into our plastic cups. Cheers!
The park Ranger decided to make another lap towards our way and this time she told us to turn the music off. “You mean lower the music?” I said. “No, turn it off, this is your second warning” she responds with an attitude. Both Kiki and I reply at the same time, with the equally hot tempered way about us that we have.”Fuck her”. I can understand if at 8 in the morning is too loud, people are still waking up late. The pool isn’t even technically open yet. But now, at 12pm when everyone is hyper, the place is crowded, and EVERYONE ELSE has music on, some even louder than ours. That’s not happening. Our music stayed on, and both Kiki and I wanted her to come back a third time so we could get kicked out with a reason. She never did.
Jeremy was ready to swim, the pool opened up and we waited a while to get wet. We were all too busy drinking and eating to worry about that now. However after a few more minutes we all stripped down to our suits and decided to join the party.
What’s the point in dipping your toes if you’re going to get wet anyway? We headed straight to the deep end and right on to the diving board. Jeremy was up first, and let me tell you, we are all horrible divers. That beautiful form of the Olympics, none of us are that blessed. It was straight up canon balls for all us, especially Kiki with shiny bald head glowing in the sun ♡I for one, can’t swim to save my life. I know how to paddle just enough to get to the ledge, and that’s exactly what I ended up doing. I do a little underwater swimming, and yes I have to pinch my nose. And when I can’t anymore I doggy paddle my way to the stairs, just enough to keep me alive. Maybe it’s time I learned how to swim. (And I’ve recently made a deal with a coworker, she teaches me how to swim, I will dye and do hair) Hey, we all have our strengths, and colors just happen to be one of mine.
Fernando and Kenia came to join us, which was super cute. I’ve known them for about 10 years or so when I used to date someone else, and they have grown to be family. Nando came along with his hookah and we were all blowing smoke once he set it up. The pool was “Everyone man for himself”. We are aggressive, and I’m not exaggerating on that. We were all jumping on top of each other, dunking each other, kicking knees so you would wobble and sinking you down. If you don’t know how to hold your breath, I feel sorry for you.
Even my dad, Fon got in on the action. And my brother Kiki is really strong. We all had to gang up on him, piled on, just to attempt to get him underwater. We only got him about twice. Text messages after (we have a sibling group chat) had me cracking up, some had bruises and scratches just from the pool and our debacle. Oops. My sister’s sister, Gianna came through with her hubby and kiddies. I noticed Jula doing Gialin hair after the pool and poor baby, she looked like she was in so much pain. She has kinky curly hair, and reminded me so much of myself when I younger.(my aunt used to hit me in the head with the brush just so I would stay still) I told Jula I had it.
I know what it’s like not knowing how to manage your hair, especially hair that’s so easy to get tangled. You detangle one side and the next thing you know the side you just finished is all in knots all over again. I dumped a gallon of warm water on her head and smothered her locks with conditioner. Never detangle on dry hair, it breaks and hurts so much more. After about 20 minutes of brushing I finally made a break through. I even braided her hair in cornrows and told her, don’t even let anybody tell you your hair isn’t beautiful, many people will kill for your hair. It’s alot of work. But it’s worth it. She gave me the cutest smile and hugged me. We were all so exhausted. When we all got back home, Christopher and I had a little surprise, it wasn’t much, but we got a couple of firecrackers to end our Fourth of July the right way. The boys were all in. We were in the middle of the street popping off and stopping traffic. This family get together was so good, a nice escape from our backyard. So much is happening in our family and I’m so grateful to say that it’s all good news.
I hope you all had a blessed holiday.
Posted on July 21, 2014
Though I didn’t get to take many pictures of this day/night it was a good one indeed. Two BBQ’s and surrounded by great company. I got to hang out with my sister and brothers, share some beers and amazing meat with friends, and I got to play with kiddies of all ages that were busy running around.
That moon was absolutely beautiful and I felt like it was shinning just for me ♥ “I’m not Superman you know!”
Posted on June 26, 2014
My not so baby cousin is officially 19 years young. I arrived early and got to help my godmother with all the shopping for the BBQ that was happening tonight. You had to see us, running around that supermarket like crazy ladies. We were running short on time and had so much to do. Raymond was expecting about 15 friends to come through and it was time for the grilling to begin, My godmother being the pro that she is, was on point and finished everything just as needed. The hookah was out and orange vodka was being passed around. Silly us forgot to bring out the cake that my cousin Sasha went nuts to get, so with most of his friends gone, Happy Birthday was sang with his tight close friends and family. Not a bad deal anyway.
Love you Raymond, wish you the best in life always.
Posted on May 29, 2014
A few candids from a BBQ I attended with Ashley , Chris and friends♥
Posted on May 28, 2014
I headed to Jersey for some trio bodypaintng with Paulie’s Wives, Vanessa, Hazel and Lady. I’ve known Lady for awhile, and we always make the effort to say we’re gonna hang out, but just never actually do it.
This time I was being bribed with good meat and drinks, how could I possibly say no!?
The girls were so sweet and so fun to hang out with and that churrasco that Paulie made was deliciously smoked to perfection.
This was the first time, the girls were getting painted on, I could tell they were nervous, but once they let lose, we were ready to shoot.
Check out some behind the pics from our day and stay tuned for their final images.
Posted on September 18, 2012
Here’s another round of Never Made Its. Those random pictures that just have never made it to get their own post on the site. Mostly random pictures through out the day. You can find most of these on my instagram, if you’re not folowing me already!
@2minxinx Get to it!
Stuck at work looking like a rabbit.
My gorgeous Lee and I . Keeping the kiddies entertained, watching Paranorman with a diy fort =]
Thanks to Kash for uploading this #tbt ( Throwback Thursday ) pic of us from when we used to be roommates back in 2009.
Barbeque time with Kat’s family. There’s baby Ashton, looking all cute!
A new Mini You of @Moonoverdose, that I just haven’t had the chance to post up on the site…. busy with the move and all.
I had to use two different pictures to get her final result, but I have to admit, she looks so cute!