Posted on June 12, 2016
Boy, it has been a long time since I’ve picked up a brush. Let alone paint on a body. Something that I’m pretty known for. An old friend from highs school, Ruben, hit me up, saying he recommended me to a friend who was throwing together a showcase and was looking for a body painter. I said ” well, yes I’m interested, of course!” Even though secretly I know I’m rusty as hell.
I spoke to the curator, Nestor, who was such a sweetheart by the way, and confirmed all the details. It was a last minute thing, and my main focus was getting a model. Thank goodness my ride r die model Tina was down. Saving my ass, since my first model had to cancel. Tina was already asking me what she should wear, and was more than ready. I owed her a huge hug once I saw her.
Nestor had created a showcase that never left you bored. His theme, was showing how the hard work of barbers is also an art form. And how you do make the public realize this? By exhibiting them at at work and mixing in art of course.
As soon as I arrived, the place was packed, drinks were being served, appetizers were being offered, many different vendors were set up around the room, live art and a battle between 4 women barbers was going down on stage. The crowd was cheering and everyone had an opinion on who the winner was.
Bumping into Marthalica, was such a pleasant surprise, I haven’t seen her sine the last Artist Process, she’s so damn talented. I think I would always love her work, especially the details when painting hands. Something I’m horrid at. I was greeted by Nestor in open arms, he was looking spiffy and re-assured me that I would go on stage after the male barbers battled it out on stage. Since I was a last minute add on to the show, I was basically going to be the ending surprise of the show. Sweet!
I spotted Ruben, and gave a hug that probably made up for the last 7 or so years that I hadn’t seen his face. Though we weren’t always close, he was always magnetizing to be around. A huge smile on his face and a light care free spirit that seemed to be contagious.
It was my call to go on stage, I was given the mic, and quickly after I traded it for a paintbrush. Tina was ready, I started removing the pasties while I painted her nips. No need to give the audience more than they’re already seeing. One of the guys that was getting a haircut on stage kept looking up, even though the barber kept pushing his head down. What are you supposed to do when you have a half naked woman slightly dancing in front of you? You’re going to look!
I had my trusty photographer for the night, thanks boo, who kept going back and forth every time I picked up a new color,making sure he grabbed plenty of shots of me painting. he did pretty damn well for someone who doesn’t know his way around a camera.
There was a live performance, dancers who just absolutely looked graceful. I need to pick up some damn dance classes after that teaser.
One of my surprised of the night was my parents showing up. if i’m not mistaken, this is the first they have attended, maybe not a show, but most certainly the first time they get to witness me painting someone nude live. Hey, they seemed pretty chill about it. The Barber factory’s event; The Evolution was a huge success. I’m so grateful for having the chance to be involved in a movement that’s so mind- altering. I never stopped to think how art could evolve into something more personal, like hair. Especially for men. As women, we’re used to the different cuts , colors , hair is a reflection of our personalities. Now I can say men have the same opportunity us ladies have.
There were so many wonderful artist in attendance, and they all killed it!
I wish you guys all the best, may your hands and talent be forever blessed.Go on and click on a few links to get better acquainted with some of the astonishing skills of the night.
The Barber Factory:
Instagram – @TheBarberFactory
Facebook – The Barber Factory
Posted on January 5, 2016
So, I told myself I wouldn’t but I just had to. After a few weeks of looking up brunettes with a curly afro, I have been wanting to take the plunge back to dark haired land. I liked my blonde and didn’t want to completely get rid of it, but I hated how flat it all looked. There were no highlights or anything to blend together. Yuck.
I added brown to the back and slowly started to fade all the brown when reaching the front. I wanted my tips to stay blonde, and that they did. I washed my hair, conditioned my hair like crazy and did my usual twisties before heading to bed. Since my hair was still wet, I couldn’t really figure out what the color was, guess I had to wait in the morning once it dried.
In the morning, I separated my curls and stretched out the back like I usually do, you know curls and shrinkage…annoying. But omg! I love the color!!!!
My hair looks amazing, I last I think so. The hair hits it perfectly in the light, and I’m right in the middle stage between brunette and blonde. I couldn’t help but do a little dance and hair flips in the mirror. Aooow!
Posted on August 22, 2014
Fall is right around the corner, which means my summer hair needed to go bye bye. I usually like bright funky colors, and if you have been following my blog posts long enough, you would see that I have had a bunch. I have had everything from orange, to silver, black to burgundy, red, and magenta (see here) My go to hair color has always been the darkest jet black possible. Which as we all know can be horrible when stripping. I honestly don’t know how I have any hair left, but grateful I still do. I was ready to go full on black because my hair needs to breathe and get return back to health. Yes, I’ve been doing deep conditioners and hot oil treatments. (I should start making at home hair masks; oils, eggs, avocado etc) I decided to go with a brown, who decided to go by the name of “Mocha”. I bought 2 bottles, ready to drown my head in color, when I realized… I wasn’t ready to get rid of my purple.
I just love it so much. I had a lot of growth, which I’m surprised I let grow so long, because I hate when roots are showing! But my roots where faded with an orange that looked almost white from my previous color.(see here) It looked horrible, and with the way I had my bangs swept to the side, I hated it. Especially since I was trying to grow my bangs out, succeeded for a bit, but with all the damage in the front of my hair, they just fell out, slowly. If I’m gonna do something, I’m going to do it right.
I decided to blend in the mocha color with original roots and just keep blending in with the purple. At first I wasn’t sure if it was going to look right, because I kept brushing while dying, so I wont have just one patch of brown on purple. But once I blew it out, and cut my bangs the right way. I loved it. When you see it in person, it looks like it could be black, but when the light hits it, its a pretty blend of browns and purple.
I consider this a win win!
Dark enough to stay healthy and look professional, and I still have some color to brighten up my life!
Now, my hair needs to continue to grow so I can start chopping some of these split ends!
Posted on July 21, 2014
It’s time for Mood Board No.2 (See Mood Board No.1 HERE)
I told myself I was going to start making these just because it’s easier for me to express myself visually. Especially since I have so much and so little going on in my head all at the same time. Confusing, I know!
Well, Lately I’ve been procrastinating like crazy. I have commission pieces to finish and they just keep staring at me. I don’t know what it is, either it be laziness or just plain stupidity. I’ve been staying up late at night like I don’t know what to do with myself… you would think I would paint since I’m up so late.
Also, I’ve been trying to stick to the natural texture of my hair, which is kinks, curls and tangles. I want my hair to actually start getting healthier and all the heat that I apply is torture. Of course, I can’t get rid of the color, because I’m a hair dye whore… but I did manage to make my hair darker without losing all my purple. I’ve been debating about going back to black for healthier reasons, but it sounds so boring!
Well, Let me finish watching this Tammy movie at 2:30am
Goodnight guys… (like I’m going to sleep anytime soon)
Posted on December 16, 2012
The before picture…
I’m always changing up my hair, though this wasn’t a dramatic change… it’s going to be a slow process to one… I get so bored easily, let’s pray for the best and hope I don’t end up bald.
I went to Kat’s Aunt’s salon… I’ve been dying my own hair myself since the age of 16, but since I promised myself I would never fuck with bleach again, and I was going to do just do that, to a professional I went, and Yaya was perfect.
I knew I definitely wanted to be lighter, brighter… but didn’t have a specific color in mind… Though I did fall in love with a gorgeous green… ( maybe in time )
We stuck with just bleach for now to get rid of some of my burgundy and I ended up with a fire red instead, which I love.
It’s so bright and Yaya did great, especially since the only direction I told her was that I wanted a ombre in reverse. Light on top and dark on the bottom.
The picture above was just once she finished and the one next to it is once I got to work and gave it a few curls to go with my personality.
Posted on July 18, 2011
We rolled deep.. But let me start at the beginning.
Once I got there no one was home, so we, Ari and I headed to the laundromat, where Z and Kat was. Zj had the cutest new toy. Some X-men thumb wrestlers. How cute are they!? Me with my chubby little boy fingers.
Ari and decided to help fold clothes to speed up the process, which helped for the time being. We all headed to back to Z’s, and spent about an hour talking non-sense and taking back to back shots of E&J. Jaga and I had 5 shots and I hear Jerm being a baby about shot number three.
We got there and ordered up… Jerm decided to plank on the table and Zj got excited and jumped on the table to attempt to do the same… waaaaay too cute!
We got up to pick up the food…I’m standing there waiting, along with everyone else, the place was packed. The guy behind the counter places the plate of food right in front of me…
I grabbed a french fry and start munching.. the guy next to me ( pic above) looks at me all crazy, and I’m completely lost as to why he’s staring at me… turns out that was his food I was eating!
I felt so bad! I kept apologizing, but I couldn’t help but keep laughing! Ari and Jerm were just picking on me, calling me a fatass, and saying how I gave people from the Bronx a bad name! Hey! It wasn’t my fault!
After all the shrimp, ribs, french fries ( mines this time! ), onion rings and pina coladas, we headed outside and started buggin out in front of the cars.
We all started throwing up tags on the cars that were filled with dust or mist.
I was trying to convince Blah to plank on top of the car, and he came out with the ” I’ll do it , if you do it.” So you know damn well I did it! Heels and all! Hey, at least my tush looks cute. he climb on top of the car after =] Good job Blah!
We headed to the point for a little while and got bored quickly, somehow everyone managed to bumrush the front of my house at 2:30 in the morning, all drunk and loud….
For some strange reason my mother was awake and we all start cracking jokes and even dance a little bachata in my living room, next stop Jerm’s house….Oh man, what a mess!
Everyone was all hyper and excited…Some how the magic boot appeared and everyone opened up some more!
We managed to mix in about 6 beers of coronas and like 1/4 of Hennesy.
Jors passed out, hair braiding got started, blackbooks were being passed, and a lot screaming was involved. Mostly from me.
Photographs by Misha Merino