«Higher» videoclip by 12/20

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I think this is the first time in the last month where I sat in an actual chair, took a sip of coffee and opened my blog. These last couple of days have been a mad, crazy, chaos. I am packing everything, leaving our apartment, recording new music and shooting a video.

Not to mention my constant panic and anxiety attacks.

I am loving it though. It may sound crazy but I think this drastic change is wonderful. It may seem a little weird but I have a lot of energy lately. (Except at the end of the video shoot when I did faint.)

So enough of the complains and let’s talk about the new video clip!

Fun, fun and more fun. We didn’t have the luxury of organizing and preparing the mega production for the video and we had to improvise along the shooting. But it came out pretty cool. We laughed and had fun. This is one of the things I enjoy the most.

The video will be ready in a couple of months. I wanted to tell you guys I am still here. I have not taken a vacation or a time out. I am working and working and soon I will share more exciting news! Hopefully «The Golden Limoncello» will soon get back on track.

Have a wonderful weekend!

Three easy Spanish tapas recipes

The words food, recipe and easy are a perfect combo. I am craving Spanish food really bad these days. With all the boxes around me and the little kitchen supplies left, I am trying to do as little cooking as possible. I am keeping this recipes here so I can cook them once I settle down in my new home. I found these recipes on Martha Stewart’s site, so get the cocktails ready and let’s have some tapas!

1) Stuffed piquillo peppers.

spanish tapa 1

2) Tortilla Espanola con chorizo

spanish tapas 2

3) Fried herbed almonds

recipe 3

10 things I am loving about moving to another country

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I thought this would be so much easier. I have been dreaming of this moment for five years. It was like a distant dream. I would write about it and fantasize about a life outside this chaos. Suddenly I realize that moment has come. I am leaving all of this behind and starting from scratch.

I still can’t believe it but reality just slapped me in the face. I am packing and selling everything. You have no idea how much stuff you have hoarded until you have to move.

I can’t take everything with me, but I have some things that I do need. I am moving to a colder country and the nice tropical Venezuelan weather will be a cherished memory.

I am putting in a box all my summer clothing and taking out my winter clothing that I kept from my year studying dance in Toronto.

I am extremely anxious. I can’t sleep, I eat more than I should but deep inside I am truly excited.

This change is a big step towards a better life.

I want to share with you ten things I am loving about moving to another country.

1) I will be finally able to walk outside without the fear of getting robbed. 

2) I am getting rid of everything I don’t actually need. 

3) New culture to explore. 

4) Wearing high boot without looking ridiculous .(You do look funny wearing winter boots in a tropical country.)

5) Finally going to the supermarket and finding everything I need. 

6) Sharing my new music with a different part of the world. 

7) Meeting new people. 

8) Being really close to my Europe family. (Spoiler!) 

9) Continue my book in a different country.

10) Taking the Golden Limoncello with me!

Big and small boxes: hectic couple of days


I promised myself I would never stop posting unless it was a very rare situation. Well that very rare situation is happening right now.

Remember this and this post? So big changes are coming my way indeed.

I will tell you guys all about it next week with all the juicy details.

For now, I am taking this week to organize everything that has to be done for this big change. I don’t want to give anything away yet, but all I can say is that I am surrounded by big and small boxes…

Blue makeup inspiration

In a recent post I share my summer bucket list. I am happy that I’ve already done some of them and I pretend to do them again and again. One of the things that was on the list was to try blue makeup. In that post I also shared this easy tutorial. I gathered some beautiful photos so I can get a little inspired to see which one to try.



I would love this look for the day


This for a night out



6 Things I do at home on a rainy day


Lately rainy days never seem to stop. That is the thing about tropical countries: it rains, sun comes up, it rains again.

I have to confess I don’t mind this weather unless I am wearing my bikini ready for the pool and all of a sudden it starts raining. Yes, this happened a week ago. There I was last Thursday extremely happy that I had the day off so I threw a bikini on, embalmed myself with sunscreen and went to parent’s pool. Just when I accommodated myself on the reclining chair, coffee in hand and magazine on the other…BAM!…rainiest day you will ever see in a fraction of a second.

But I still love the rain. No hard feelings. I like raindrops on my window and you may think I am crazy, but I love the smell of wet grass. So since it is raining a lot I gathered a list of six things I do while I am at home when it is raining outside.

1) Laundry. I hate to leave all the laundry for Sunday, so I wash two loads so it doesn’t accumulate for laundry day.

2) I download a quick workout or take out my Jillian Michael’s videos. Just 20 minutes and I feel really good about myself.

3) Watch a movie. Or I usually catch up with my recorded shows.

4) I write on my blog, my journal or add something to my screenwriting notebook. I just adore to write, rain somehow inspires me.

5) I move things around my room and vamp up spaces that feel dull. (Yes, organizing and cleaning once again).

6) I take some time to scrapbook. I never have time for that so when I can’t go outside, I love to take out my crafting materials.


Do you guys have any particular ideas for a rainy day?



Parallel reality



I stand,I sit, I stand again. I open the fridge, I close the fridge. I go to the balcony, I mumble some words to myself, then I go back inside. I hear some gunshots far away that seem to get nearer every time. I stay there for a couple of minutes, that in a blink, turn into hours. Gunshots used to alarm me, now they have become part of my life’s background music.

I think of so many places I could be right now, I think of how many people are walking calmly in the streets somewhere in the world. I find myself trapped in my apartment. I feel I don’t belong here, I feel asphyxiated between these walls. I convince myself that all of this is going to get better, that one day I will wake up and find this country fixed. Then I bump with reality and try to digest that this place is going to stay just the way it is for a very long time.

I am not free here. My creative side battles with anxiety every single day. If I go out I am afraid that I might never come back. Walking on the streets has become a distant memory. Going to the supermarket has become a nightmare because you never find anything you are looking for and you wait in infinite lines to buy some groceries.

This is not the country the news show you. This corrupt government has censored us all. They live and nurture themselves with all of the Venezuelan money like leeches trying to survive at someone else’s expense. 

I am a spectator of multiple robberies, crimes and people dying everyday. I am a witness of the black hole Venezuela has become.  We are lacking important medicines, we wait hours in infinite lines to get a carton of milk. I am part of the audience when I see how delinquents take lives for a phone. Because yes, dear reader, an Iphone here costs more than someone’s life.

This year has been a nightmare. So many realities colliding at the same time. First the protests on the streets, then the media being censored. After that, thousands of young students being arrested and tortured. Finally the people’s absolute silence and apathy.

I don’t want to be scared anymore. This blog is a vessel that helps me escape this reality. I try to live a normal life but find myself living hostage in a parallel world. 

They call themselves «socialists», I call them mocking clowns. Venezuela has never seen such poverty and crime in its life. What kind of socialism is that? I invite the Venezuelan government to open a book and educate themselves for a change.

Don’t be fooled by what you see in the news. If you still don’t believe me I invite you to come and stay here for couple of months. I guarantee you that after a couple of days, you will be buying a ticket to go back…if you are lucky enough to find one.