But As Long As You Love Me So....

Soundtrack: Kelly Clarkson- My Grown Up Christmas List

Last night was the first sort of snow fall we had for the season. Well let me start with some background of my "relationship" with the snow.

Ever since I have moved to NYC, I havent really been a fan of the snow. Actually looking back (to when I lived at other places) I dont ever know if I have really been a fan of snow. I think the only attraction was that I loved having snow days, when we wouldnt go to school and we were basically just stuck in the house. That was the only reason I think I really liked the snow.

Here in NYC, when it snows its more of a hassle than anything else. There isnt a "snow day" where you stay home and no one goes to school or work (well except the people that commute in from Jersey, etc.). Having to walk through the slush, having your clothes get soaked and then freezing because of the water, is less than ideal. Its almost just a waste. All the perks of the snow fall are basically stripped away and you are left stomping through the snow just to get to work looking a mess.

But like I said last night was the first snow fall of the year, and there is just something about that first taste of snow, that for a second I forget about all of the above and am like a kid that wants to run outside, plop down and create a snow angel. I have been saying that it doesnt feel like the holidays, but last night for the first time this holiday season, I looked around and saw the snow falling on a christmas tree stand and the lights strung up outside an apt building shinning through the breaks of the snow, I finally felt like Christmas is around the corner.

I woke up this morning and nothing really had stuck, but some patches in the grassy areas (which isnt much in the city). But just from that little taste last night, Im ready to decorate my apt for Christmas, burn my oil candle (pine scent) and put on my favorite pop xmas mix (has anyone heard Kelly Clarkson's Grown Up Xmas List?).

Black Is The New......

Soundtrack: Amy Winehouse- Back To Black

So this maybe a random blog post (maybe even more random because I havent posted in some time and I come back with this rant) but I never really thought about how much I am in love with the color black until like 15min ago. (And today is Black Friday....)

So now you are probably thinking, how can I be so quick to have such a love affair with the color black when this idea only came about 15min ago (im cheating on blue btw). Well its simple. Black says sooo much more than any color in my opinion.

Black by definition, is the color of objects that do not emit or reflect light in any part of the visible spectrum. Now on first read of that definition, one might think black is kinda bland and dull. But if you think about it Black absorbs all frequncies of light, which to me makes it that much more powerful.

Black=Power

Ive thought on numerous occasions that I could go a full year and wear all black. Ive wanted to but that would probably cost more money than Im willing to spend. When I say all black I dont mean in the goth sense, dont get me wrong I like color but I would want black to be the primary with hints of color thrown in. Whenever Im wearing black I feel so badass, sleek, sometimes sexy, and like I can take on the world (so what if I cant, but at least I feel badass enough to the point where I think I could). Black is a color I can wear and never feel out of style in (even if Im wearing a pair of black acid wash jeans)

Black just has this power of expressing how you feel and look. A lot of people wear black when they are depressed, black when they want to look slim, black when they want to look formal. It can be color to represent your rebel side or a color that fits you into the crowd. Its understated and yet so bold.

Plus our next president is going to be black. And isnt the president the most powerful guy is the country? I mean I might as well jump on the bandwagon now. (Okay this part is a joke)

So after 15 years of blue being my favorite color, Im formally announcing that my new favorite color (or lack there of) is Black.

Blog On A Blog

Soundtrack: Saves The Day- See You

This blog is the result of two deleted blogs. I started the first one with the blog title "This Modern Love" which was basically going to explain the dilemmas of being in love. While writing that I found myself getting very mad about how much information I had to sensor. The second blog I wrote was a bitter, emotionally charged blog about how I was over sharing my personal life over a public space. Both were okay but not really something I felt comfortable with sharing.

So here I am now, trying to think of a way to express myself. Writing a blog is much harder than I thought. Its not just about writing down whatever is on your mind. There are many thoughts that go beyond just posting. You have to take in consideration your audience. This is why I think I tend not to write that often. The process is so grueling that I get weirded out before I even think about sitting down and creating a post.

I would like to blog more often but I find myself in this circle of not knowing what to actually post about. I will have one blog and then say Im going to blog next week. Next week turns into 3 weeks, and then into a month. After a month of not posting I feel like I should return with this amazing well thought out post that blows every ones minds away (which is weird because none of my posts in my opinion ever achieves that goal anyway). So when I feel like I dont have anything worth while to say I just dont blog at all. Then it becomes this thing where blogging is no longer fun to do but more of something I have to do.

I think Im going to start an equal blend of blogging about my life and about the world around me. That way I dont feel any pressure to share my life stories and I can enlighten myself with world news and give insight on how I feel about a certain topic.

I go through 5 NY newspapers a day so it should be too hard to at least post at least twice a month. Lets just cross my fingers that this happens.

Maybe I will complete the blog titled "This Modern Love" when I have some more thoughts about the issue. Who knows maybe I will never come to a complete thought that I feel worthy enough of sharing....

On Life, In Intoxication

Hearing a loved ones voice before you fall asleep makes everthing 10 times better.

ps. dinking is my favoirute past time!

If Its Not Love, Then Its The Bomb That Will Keep Us Together

Soundtrack: Jason Mraz- Life Is Wonderful

Its funny how it takes something bad to see something good. I dont know if its because most of us go through life and take things for granted, or we are just brush off and dont act on things until it is right in front of our face (maybe those were the same things just said differently).

Take for example a little incident that occured in New Orleans a few years ago, Hurricane Katrina. Its easy to see a lot of bad in the situation, I mean lots of people lots their lives, families were turn apart, and the nation went to war. But good did come out of the situation. Much of America came together and showed support for people in need, people took a second to appreciate how grateful they were to be alive, and how much they love the people around them.

It can be applied to many relationships as well. A lot of times people say that after their first big fight with their significant other that they feel much closer to the person. Its like it takes a fight to see that you actaully love the person. Maybe you realized it before but that fight makes it that much clearer that wow I really love this person.

Another example is just thinking of the fact of losing a loved one. People always worry that the person will go and that they didnt get a chance to say goodbye or that they loved the person. The bad thought of losing that person, brings on a positive reaction of taking that person for granted less.

I realized recently, that having things a little bad once in a while isnt exactly that bad. No I shouldnt take things for granted. But bad does make you appreciate the good a little more. Having things bad can serve as a learning experience for having a good future.

So is bad really that bad? Or is bad a little good?

Reality vs. Hollywood

So I never recapped about San Juan, and im not going to. But you can recap the trip by reading the blogs below and picking out your favorite moments, that way its more personalized.

Soundtrack: Backstreet Boys- Larger Than Life

So I work as a publicist for an entertainment company in New York City( I would say which one but I just read this whole article about blogging rules and listing your job wasnt a good idea). Part of my job here is to keep up with some of our clients by reading newspapers, weekly magazines (star, people, life and style, etc.) and checking blogs. Its a good idea in my field to keep yourself in the "know" so you are aware whats going on in the world (of hollywood that is). I mean its just like if I worked for an accounting firm I would read the wall street journal or Forbes to keep up with the industry. Before I started working here, I was you average celebrity fan. Meaning I kept up with some of them if I was watching TV and thought it was cool to see them out in public. I wasnt over the top with it to the point where I would track their every move and send them fan mail or anything but I had an interest.

Since I have started working here, I have a sad obession about reading what these celebrities are doing. Its weird because a part of me couldnt really care less since I started working here (like I see these "celebrities" out a parties and im hardly phased by it, all i care about is free drinks and food). But I do have this addiction to reading about thier lives. I check the celeb blogs (perezhilton, pinkisthenew blog, tmz, but NOT mediatakeout) almost everyday and like three times. I feel like I want to see what Britney is doing next, what Paris is doing in jail, or how life is treating Lindsay in rehab. I cant explain this addiction. And Im starting to dream about it.

Last weekend I had two different dreams about "hollywood" life. The first dream started off with me at my office and Im working like regular. And then I decide to go down the hall and watch Justin Timberlake get ready for his concert at Madison square garden. When I get there I run into his dancers and start chatting with them and they tell me to go further down the hall and look at Britney Spears because she was practicing for a club tour date. So I go down the hall and into a room which was a big concert venue and Britney was on stage. She was performing "Do Somethin'" and brought a guy up on stage and was like "You guys wanna see something hot" and so she goes this crazy leg grab thing and lifts her leg over her head. And the people watching went nuts. And then one Darren (from Darren's dance grooves) was like she lives off the crowd. So anyways then Britney takes it to the next level and stands next to the guy picks her leg up, reaches it around the guys shoulder and makes him lick her stilletto. When she does that the crowd goes wild and JT comes out. He looks at her and says "She Is Trying To Bring It Tonight", and thats when I wake up............

The next night I had another "hollywood" dream. That dream started out at an outdoor Arena at an American Idol tour. Sanjaya was about to go on stage and the crowd started going CRAZY. Right as he started to run down to the stage, I tranformed into him. But the funny thing is that MY Sanjaya character had lipstick (hmph). Anyways when I finally made it to the stage I became a member of the Backstreet Boys who were on thier come back tour. I was still Sanjaya but another memeber of BSB. Anyways we were debuting a new cover of a Keane song that somewhere only we know. I started the song off and sang the first verse. I was off the chain. So good I remeber taking my ear piece out cause I didnt need it. After we were done the crowd rushed the stage and I became a bouncer blocking everyone and then I woke up.


I had another one but I forgot to wirte it down. I think its crazy how much I read about these celebrities that I start dreaming about them. But I guess they make for fun dreams.

One more thing about my job that I feel like I should comment on is the fact that people think you are bragging when you say you work with celebrities. When I first started working in entertainment PR i would tell people some of the client I worked with and I could tell by the look on their face that they thought I was bragging (and that they kinda felt like i was better than them). So know when I tell people what I do, I say PR. And if they ask for more information I say entertainment. So that way I dont have to disclose my client listing and not make things akward......

San Juan (Day 4)

Day 4 of our trip in San Juan started at around 9:30. Again we woke up to sunny skies and a little bit of a headache from the drinking we did the night before. I laid in bed for a while and blogged about Day 3 while JC headed down to the beach to get some sun (I figured I would pass up on that opportunity because I’m already tan). After we finished up the morning routine we decided to take a trip to Old San Juan to finish up sight seeing and get some more Spanish food for lunch.

Even though I put a semi disclaimer up in the last blog about using yahoo travel to find restaurants, we cheated and went back on and picked the highest ranked restaurant in town called the Parrot Club. The food there again was great! I got some carne frita with plantains and rice and beans. I was never a fan of plantains before I came to Puerto Rico (and still cannot stand the sweet fried version) but I have to say it eventually grew on me and I was eating Mofongo like the best (hey when in Rome).

After lunch we decided to suck in our bellies and head down to Condado beach. Condado beach is the popular beach in Puerto Rico. The waves there were more intense than the ones in Isla Verde (which is where our hotel was) and that was good to finally be able to catch waves and swim. We stayed on the beach for about two hours and decided to head back over to Old San Juan to do some more sight seeing.

When we were leaving the beach, we noticed that there was a huge cloud and we could tell that is was about to rain. This wasn’t a BIG surprise to us because we were used to it by now. I haven’t mentioned in any of my post about the afternoon rains that we experienced each day. It was very odd because it would be super sunny in the morning and then it would rain for the afternoon for about an hour. Yesterday was the worst of the rains. When we got to the car we decided to make a trip to Coldstone and get some ice cream. When we got there, it started to pour. It poured REALLY bad. From the time we were in Coldstones until the time we were getting back to the car, the roads were flooded. We had to run back to the car in knee-high puddles. I lost both of my sandals (but mangaged to save our ice cream). It was crazy. We sat in the car for about 30min (and after I went back for my shoes) and waited for the rain to go away.

The rain eventually went away, and we headed over to a fort in Old San Juan. The views from the fort were amazing. The sun had come back out and a rainbow formed right around the fort (see picture to the left). We toured the fort for a while and decided to go back to the Hotel and take some showers and change clothes (because we were gross from the rain).

We picked a Spanish/ Cuban restaurant for dinner. The place was pretty good. It wasn’t my favorite restaurant of our trip but still the food was good. Again I ordered the Churrasco (which is by far my favorite dish; someone please let me know where I can get that in NYC). Dinner was followed by another trip to the Intercontinental Casino for some more 5cent slots. JC and I set a 10 dollar spending limit for ourselves. Our luck wasn’t that great last night and I left 15 bucks in the hole.

We were both pretty tired from the day and after the casino we headed back to the room and called it a night.

The Spanish word of the day was: Desayuno!

I will have a recap and final thoughts on Puerto Rico in my next post!