Posted on August 7, 2016
Pizza Zoo, oh, you’ve been fun. For those of you who don’t know what it is, picture a house party, with cool vibes, drinks, pizza and music blasting. It was amazing.
I haven’t seen MaryAnn in quite some time, you know, work and living our lives and all. So when I saw that this event was happening again, I didn’t want to go with anyone else but her. I’ll admit, I’ve only been to one Pizza Zoo before, last year around April, and it’s no lie when they say, the company you keep makes it all worth while. I’m getting ready, pre-gaming with some wine, before Mary Ann pops up at my house. I’ve been hearing rumors about the rain, and I honestly wasn’t too worried about it. I was only hoping it would rain once I was already over there and not on my way. Dominicans answer their hair, am I right or am I right? That didn’t stop the Twitter world though, suggestions from “we’ll just have a wet T-shirt contest!” were spiraling and I couldn’t help but laugh.I also noticed a lot of people were trying to find tickets at last minute, since all of the online tickets were sold out. I’m just glad I planned ahead. Hey, I’ve been carrying my printout ticket in my wallet for a week.
I was so excited. When we arrived it was everything I thought it would be and I was ready to dance. I’ve been to The Well, the space where the event was taking place, once before. It was nothing compared to the last. I was sitting at a bar in the quiet playing board games. This time, DJ was mixing it up and the outside area was getting filled up quickly. We ordered some Tiki punches and soaked it all in.I bumped into a lot of familiar faces, which was great. What was even better was all the positive vibes that was going around. Everyone was just trying to have a good time and you can tell by all the dancing, singing, drinking, mosh pits, and every being carrying around that was going on… that was happening.Pizza Zoo was supplying, you guessed it, pizza! Getting a slice was a little difficult though. I found myself next in front of the line around 3 times, and them running out each time. Hahhaa. . .no worries, that’s why you make friends. Kevin, a super cutie laughed at me, because apparently I was being too nice and didn’t want to tackle anyone, so I got a bite out of his. And later ended up getting me a slice as well. Thanks!
Everyone kept trying to get fed, and was pushing each other like crazy. It wasn’t that serious. It’s just a slice guys, we came here to dance anyway!
All I know is I had a great time, and consider me there for the next one!
Ps. Check out the video below, a whole bunch of random clips thrown together. lol
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Posted on February 28, 2016
Relationships aren’t easy, they’re a lot of work and are never perfect. That doesn’t mean I would change mine, I’m blessed to have a bond with such a challenging man. I know that may sounds like the opposite of what someone wants, but I’m constantly learning new things about myself, especially on how to have patience lol.
Tonight is Christopher’s night and soon as he got home from work I was ready to pounce on him. He hinted last night about Salsa Con Fuego, a restaurant lounge that we’ve been itching to go to, and this was the night. Chris made the reservation and did his homework on the menu and wine list, by the time we showed up, dressed to impressed might I add, we were ready to order.
The wine was nice and not too sweet, the coconut shrimp was delicious and tiny, and the steak was perfect for two. I’m so glad we decided to share a plate, I was stuffed, and as superficial as it sounds, I wanted to look good in my dress.
Alex Sensation is one of my favorite DJ’s, so when Chris told me he was going to be in attendance, I was jumping out of my chair. Like any Dominican, I was ready to dance! Tonight was beautiful, I had an amazing time with an even more of an amazing human being.
May we have more memories to come, thank you for being you.
Posted on February 3, 2016
After the Flamenco show it was time for a night cap, some of us wanted to party a bit in our last night in Madrid, some of us wanted sleep. We split our ways, and with a night like tonight..it was time to dance.
We walked into a bar.. sounds like I’m starting off a really bad joke. Everyone had been drinking about the whole day, and I was the only one sober, which was a bit confusing since I was the one with the most energy. Hey, all I need is really loud music and I’m ready to party.
The bartenders didn’t understand anything we tried to order, and I was speaking perfect spanish. All Pia wanted was whiskey on the rocks, I thought I was explaining how to perform heart surgery. We still didn’t get what we wanted. On the bright side, literally when the bartenders lit the bar on fire it caught us all by surprise and got us pumped up..
Time for the next stop. The dj at this first place only kept playing old songs… I swear, I think they only play what they think tourists want to hear, hate it. We finally got some good music pumping, the pizza at the end of our night was on point, wish I could have one of those slices right now.
Posted on January 31, 2016
A nice night out, Chris I noticed a bar that was having live music. We got ready and ran out to the streets. When we walked in it looked like a college bar. The music that was playing was old school rock, not really what I was expecting for Madrid. I guess it was more of a tourist trap.
Since the place was so packed, I started playing a guessing game with Chris. I picked out where we were going to sit, and boom, the space became available. Right before we sat, I mentioned that the guy sitting right in front of us will make friends with Chris, and hahaha… we ended up naming him Paul, especially since we never got his name. He actually even recommended a beer and offered C some of his.. go Paul!
It was enough sitting down for us, I wanted to dance.
We roamed the streets looking for a place with loud music, and before we even had a chance to decide a promoter came up to us and led the way. Our night was full of dancing, just like I wanted. We got a little lost getting home, but nothing that we couldn’t fix in 2 minutes. Hopping in to bed was much needed after a long day of walking… tomorrow’s another day!
Posted on December 24, 2015
You know us latinos, Christmas is celebrated the day before.
Last year Christmas, Chris and I spent it at his aunt’s house in Jersey. This year we decided to keep it a bit local. Our initial plan was to just stay at his house, but I changed my mind fairly quickly, when I learned my abuela had been asking for me. I felt bad about telling Chris to drive all the way to Brooklyn, but I really wanted to stop by and see her, and since I was already going to be out there, I might as well stop by my brother’s as well.We started our night with a full feast at Chris’s momma’s house. The table was filled buffet style, pernil, rice, mac and cheese, I made some baked ziti and so many other things I can’t even recall right now, just know that it was good, and gone in about 2 minutes. I chugged my wine and was ready for round 2, change of environment that is.We pulled up to my parent’s house, who weren’t even home, and decided maybe it was for the best anyway. We were crunching time and maybe we should head to Brooklyn already anyway.
When I walked in, abuela looked so surprised, she had no idea I was coming. We exchanged hugs and I told her not to kill me, since I barely show up to visit anymore. She was just glad I was there.
I got to see some of my cousins, and all of their babies are getting big so fast.
Time to switch it up. Our arrival at my brother’s place was filled with open arms, and questions to why we got there so late. Every one had been drinking at it was time for us to catch up a bit.
My brother Luis has done a great job keeping up Christmas family style. Something that I always appreciate.
His style of his hosting reminds me so much when I used to be a kid. The little ones running around, counting down until 12am, so they could open their presents, while the adults caught about and spoke about grown up stuff until the clock stroke. Except this time I was on the other side, I’m the grown up telling the kids not to run in the house, and to behave or else Santa will know that they have misbehaved. Where has the time gone?
The kids bolted to the tree at 11:58pm, just waiting, watching, desperate to rip through packages. Way too cute.
I had a great time for Christmas Eve, I even got to meet my brand niece Khloe.
Ugh, She is absolutely adorable. Cutest chunky cheeks ever.
How do you and your loved ones celebrate?
Posted on September 25, 2015
That was our first official greeting upon landing in Atlanta, Georgia. Chris was trying to enter “Marta” the public train system, and of course being from NYC, buying one metrocard easily lets 2 people enter the platform. The older woman, with long nails and braids just laughed and told him to get another card.
Check in at our Airbnb was at 4pm, and I’ve luckily convinced our host to let us drop our bags around 2pm, a little better, now we only have 4 hours to kill instead of 6. Didn’t think our flight and travel would go by so quick.
Our loft was the cutest thing. We walked up to The Big House On Ponce. Currently ran by artists, this Inn has been holding up since 1919. History right at our fingertips.
We ended up staying one of our nights inside, there were so meany beautiful rooms and community spaces filled with love couches of different colors. The house was filled with quirky knick knacks, and hour hosts couldn’t have been any more inviting. Thank you!
The backyard was being run by 3 chickens who were big bosses, popping up at our door or even following us around every time we made an appearance. Our first step was the aquarium, I had this stop on my list ever since I started doing some homework on Georgia. They have one of the biggest arches, a tunnel you walk through where all of the sea creatures just swim right over you. It was absolutely magical. I only wish there wasn’t so many people, making noise and taking up space. Tourists suck (coming from one herself) The aquarium was actually pretty small, but we had fun non- the less.
I think the jelly fish have had to be my favorite. They looked so whimsical and just free of worries.
We headed to a sports bar so Chris could catch a quick glance of the score of the football game that was going on. He’s obsessed with his fantasy league, I swear. We had some good ass mac n cheese and sweet potato fries that killed it with their hint of cinnamon. Our plans were fucked up as soon as we looked outside. I really wanted to get on the famous ferris wheel, The Skyview. Ugh, it looked so gorgeous and this rain was a bust.It’s been raining for the past 2 days, and I’m pretty glad that I was smart enough to pack a jacket, a rain resistant one…. 2 points for Milli!
I ended up investing in some beanies anyway, you know a girl can’t have messed up hair while on vacation, I am Dominican after all, this frizz is expected.After all the rain, well, not even after…during all of the pours, we decided to spend a day in, doing nothing but just staying in bed, talking all night, him with his beers and myself with a bottle of wine. Heh, you know me and wine… that’s my other lover. Our night in was much needed. I love nights like this. We actually ended up binge watching Narcos on Netflix.
Booooy, let me tell you, we have been obsessed with this show. This was one of our “we watch this together” shows… and the other day I got really upset when I noticed he skipped ahead a few episodes. His chuckle did not help -__- Rainy day number 3, this weather is killing me Smalls. Who can even try to get cute when you’re hiding under an umbrella?
Atlanta’a Hip Hop festival was happening at the square, the crowd was still dancing, and we didn’t stay too long, because we noticed a tent, calling us to come in.
Dutchmasters was holding an event, they were handing out smokes and free drinks. Free, that’s my favorite number.
This was one of Chris’s picks of course, but I was all for it. My guy is a huge sucker for craft beer, and he’s dragged me into it. Even though I love the blondes, he’s always willing to try a new IPA. This was the perfect place to be.
The place was packed, and we quickly noticed that many people had pretzels tied around their necks, necklace style. When we tried to find a stand where to find them, someone informed us that that’s the only food that was allowed to be brought in. Booo.. what sucks worse, with all of that beer that was being indulged, there was only two food stands.
I ordered a Tom grilled cheese which was pretty damn good, mozzarella and tomatoes, yum!
The festival was held in Turner Field, home of the Atlanta Braves. I know we had plenty of drinks to keep us occupied, but I was secretly kicking myself in the ass, because I wanted to surprise Chris with football tickets, but then I quickly learned that the Falcons were playing Texas all the way in Houston….that shit sucks.
Our time was well spent, roaming from one beer stand to the next, trying all these different drinks, and if we didn’t like them, we would just spill them right on the floor and off to the next, and no one would get offended. There was a band playing some cool songs that nobody paid attention to, but you know drunks, have enough and everyone was dancing in the rain.
We ended up meeting and talking to a bunch of cool people, and you know me, I was ready with business cards everywhere I went.After all of the dancing and our “pregame” we headed to the infamous Magic City, you know guys, the strip club all those rap guys blurt about.
The bouncer must have loved us, and was super sweet, everyone else was cashing dough just to get in, and we got in for absolutely free…thank you!
More money to spend at the bar and the dancers, and that we did. Unfortunately I wasn’t able to take pictures, I didn’t even try to, but you all know what tits and ass look like, so moving on.I could tell Chris was nervous, I think it was because he was there with me.
You know what, he’ll get over it. It only took him a matter of time for him to get comfortable and finally start having a good time.
My train ride home was a bit dark, and scary, probably because it was so damn late and I’ve been drinking the whole day. Made it back to the loft, no idea how the streets already made sense, but they did. Thank God!
Our next day was a rough start, I surprisingly had a clear head, but this one not so much. His hangover had him queasy, and once it reached night I wanted to go out. ATL is filled with food and drinks, and since we weren’t in the mood to drink, I was ready to stuff my face. My plan was to go food hopping, grabbing an appetizer from every place we passed.
My guy wasn’t really into to the idea because of his weak stomach, but after he had some chicken soup at the first place I think he was feeling a little better. I ordered yuca con mojo de ajo at the first stop, a Cuban spot named Papo’s.
Oh my God, that ajo sauce was EVERYTHING!
Our next stop was a sports bar, mac and cheese, (yes, again.. we have basic go to’s : mac and cheese, sweet potato fries, mozzarella sticks and burgers, burgers, burgers, burgers, we love to critique them all)
After that we ended up at Vortex Bar and Grill, it was filled with wacky drinks ( I had The ATL-ean, a play on “alien”) which was greenish blue drink (Malibu and Sailor Jerry Rum, Midori, Blue Curacao, Sour Mix and Pineapple Juice) with two straws and 2 cherries on top resembling a, you guess it..alien. I ordered funnel cake fries, so good!
There were deer heads on the wall, skeletons riding Harley’s, and a huge wooden dick you rub for good luck, and no, I couldn’t Chris to take a rub, but I sure stroked a few.
Atlanta is filled with such sweet people. You walk down the street and everyone has a welcoming “hello” for you. It was a nice change from the hustle and attitudes of New York. Every time someone asked where we were from, and we would answer, we usually got the same response “Oh, you guys are buying a house out here?” Apparently it’s pretty cheap down there, and you still get the feel of city life, so yankees like us tend to head south.
Even if that was the case, me buying a house is something that I never even considered, I’ve never seen the thrill of it. Give me a nice loft space and then maybe we’ll talk.
Posted on June 20, 2015
Coney Island’s annual Mermaid Parade… I think this one might just be the best one yet. Ever since I gained knowledge about these festivities, I told myself I was going to come ever year. ( See the Parade from 2011, 2012, 2013 ) Originally we were supposed to arrive with a pack of people, but everyone ended up bailing because of the rain (that never showed) guess, it worked out for the better, because we had a great time!
The music was blasting, my hips were moving, the beers were being chugged, and the costumes were amazing. Chris was having fun looking at all the nude beauties that passed us by, while I just laughed and kept shaking my own ass.
When I got up this morning, I had every intention of keeping my outfit as simple and festive as possible. I love seeing everyone so dressed up dramatically, I personally feel like it would be too much for me. As much as I love photographing others, I wouldn’t like to be stopped every 2 seconds. I want to be able to enjoy myself.The board walk was everything… I love when my latinos get together, Chris grabbed to dance some salsa and when I get started, there’s no stopping me. I think we danced for 2 hours straight, just making new friends of all ages…and sea life.
I even got to dance with a merman, who was feeling himself and had some moves of his own.
I love roller-coasters, one thing I would never understand is why I get so freaked out when it comes to ferris-wheels. Maybe it’s because the way cart just swings back and forth..yikes!
Either way, I wasn’t going to say no.
Our day was exhausting, well worth it and memorable, check out this video from our day!