I flew out to Miami to experience Hispanicize and the 2017 TECLA Awards. What was waiting for me? A glamorous afternoon of being styled for the Tecla’s, complete with hair and makeup did at JCPenney. For this mama who spends most of her days in front of a computer wearing joggers, slides and a bun, this was way out of my comfort zone.
I’m so happy that my favorite pair of senior citizen ladies are back on Netflix with 13 hilarious episodes. Grace and Frankie is about two women who find out that their husbands are not just work partners, but have also been having a romantic affair for the last 20 years.
Sometimes leading by example is not enough. It’s never too early to talk to your children about money: saving, being financially savvy with your purchases and planning for the future. The “Money Talk” can boost their financial confidence and preparedness for the future.
My favorite show in February? One Day at a Time. I absolutely loved it! Not only did it give me childhood feels — my Nana used to love this show when I was a little girl — I loved that it portrayed a Cuban-American family.
I love my brown skin, my melanin. I got it from my Mama who is morenita and my Pops who has a burnt umber tint to his skin thanks to his Mescalero Apache roots. My brown skin is who I am. But sometimes, my skin and my underarms need some extra love.
One Whole30 detox symptom that reared its ugly head once again had to do with my nose, in the form of the crunchiest, stickiest boogers on the walls of my nose. Withdrawing from dairy is no joke, guys. Boogie Wipes were a lifesaver for this round of Whole 30.
When my teenagers were young, they loved the original Lemony Snicket’s A Series of Unfortunate Events with Jim Carrey. They loved Count Olaf!The humor may have been a little darker than what they were used to watching, but they learned…
Teach your daughter to love her hair. It’s my job as a mama to celebrate her beauty, to teach her to be strong & love all aspects of herself. Even her hair.
I spent the Thanksgiving holidays at home with my babies doing absolutely nothing but snuggling on the sofa, eating leftovers (my mama’s stuffing is to die for) and watching Netflix. Why do I feel so guilty? Doing thangs and crossing…