stray cat blues

there she goes again

i'd go the whole wide world just to find him

serge gainsbourg, i would've been your lady

i wish i could buy back the woman you stole

all the ladies, little ladies, yeah you're such good little girls

everyone one of us escapes

atx pachanga fest 2011

In midst and depths of utter exhaustion, there are only a few things that can revive my soul: sleep, music, beautiful clothes, Ryan Gosling, and music. Now, when time is working against me and Gosling is out of the question, the only thing I can count on is music. 

This past saturday my body hit rock bottom around noon - an accumulation of long nights and long drives left me feeling much like a zombie. Still, I was determined to make it out to Pachanga Fest. And so I did. There I was dragging around limb by limb - soul unconscious but body still in motion. 

Then, suddenly, it was as if my guardian angel came down from her jukebox shaped cloud and stabbed my arm with a heavy dose of some illegal drug - I was alive! Guardian angel no where in sight, I realized it was the music playing that had revived my soul. It was the cumbias. It was that spanish flare in the rhythm and beat of the music that had my shoulders shrugging and my feet prancing. It was enough to keep me going the entire evening - 5 blissful hours of one hell of a time.

dress: zara

belt: american apparel

shades: urban

shoes: target

only love can break your heart

Friday night was one of those nights I wish I had more of. One of the members from Hacienda along with some of his buddies put on a very intimate show in a small building in downtown Laredo. It was the perfect amount of people in the perfect space. It was a good night. 

dress and belt: american apparel

vest: forever 21

shoes: target

twenty four

The most fun nights present themselves when you don't try. I remember growing up as a kid and spending most weekends with my family - back in the day when none of us kids had jobs and we were so naive. Those days were fun. 

My dad always had control of what it was we listened to in the car or in our backyard during cookouts. He went through musical phases - some more tolerable than others. Still, I owe a great deal of my musical taste to my father. As a kid, I used to get a kick when he'd play Vicente and sing along. Slowly, but surely, I acquired a taste for that sort of music, but it wasn't until recently that I started to fully digest it. 

I'm not sure why, but I'm going through a spanish phase. Perhaps this is why I wanted nothing more than to spend my birthday at home with my family and a few friends cooking out and listening to a mix of music - just like back in the day. It was effortless. Sure, my sister's decorations were a little overdone but a cheesy gal deserves nothing less. It was the perfect twenty fourth birthday. Cheers.

i see la vie en rose

I'll always love this dress. I'll always love this song. Classic. Favorite.