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Photo: Marissa Pina

Welcome to my blog! Through here I give a glimpse of my weekly outfits style inspiration, lifestyle, beauty and travel. Enjoy!

¡Bienvenidos a mi blog! Me encanta escribir sobre lo que me inspira en la moda, estilo de vida, belleza, y viajes. ¡Disfruten!

Photo: Alex Flores

Photo: Alex Flores

10.15.16: Our (short) Story

10.15.16: Our (short) Story

I don't exactly remember the moment we met, but I remember the day. I know, this might not make sense, but what I'm trying to say is we were both in the same room that day, except we didn't actually meet that day. It was the first day of freshman year of high school and fourth period math class had been held in the cafeteria because for some odd reason they forgot to assign us a classroom.

Like I mentioned we didn't talk that day or the next, but eventually we exchanged a few words here and there–never a full conversation (though according to him he had a crush on me since that very first day in the cafeteria). The thing is we didn't actually become friends until junior year. We had a friend in common who introduced me to the "soccer guys" of which JL (short for Jose Luis) was a part of, and we began going to lunch together–which eventually led to hanging out on the weekends.

Our friendship became a strong one and my best friend, Pamela, knew he liked me. She would tell me I should date him, but he had never said anything to me and we had too good of a friendship going on–at the time I didn't see it going anywhere else. 

But sometimes life takes crazy turns, and things you'd never imagine experiencing happen. On July 5th 2005, I received a text from one of my friends asking for Pam's mom's phone number. She'd been in a terrible accident along with two other friends and had to be rushed to the hospital. After two days of being in critical condition at the intensive care unit, she passed away. 

This was a very difficult time period as I hadn't experienced death with someone so close to me other than my aunt. Not only did we see each other everyday at school, but we would hang out after school, talk on the phone almost every night, and hang out on the weekends. In other words, we were inseparable. At one point we had even said we were each other's soul mates. Following Pam's passing JL and I became even closer than before. We hung out almost everyday for the rest of the summer and I began to have feelings towards him I hadn't felt before. I suddenly realized I liked him as more than a friend and I like to think Pam had a little something to do with it from above. 

A week into our senior year, August 23rd, he finally asked me to be his girlfriend. I distinctly remember that night. I had a friend who was staying with me at the time and her and I were chatting before bed when I get a call from him. He was outside and wanted me to come out for a quick talk. By this time I was in my pjs–make up and contacts off and ready to fall asleep, so you can imagine my horror when he asked me to come out in such condition. But he insisted and I finally agreed to meet him outside–wearing no contacts or glasses. Back then I still wasn't comfortable with wearing glasses (I know, don't judge). 

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And that's why I could not see the rose he'd left outside my door. He had to tell me to look for it, so there I was blindly looking for a rose I was nowhere close to findng. I guess he must've seen my struggle because he quickly got down from the car, handed me the rose, and asked if I'd like to be his girlfriend. And I said yes. Fast forward 11 years and now we're married and living in Brooklyn.

Evidently I'm telling you the short version because otherwise this would turn into a book (which now that I think of it, wouldn't be so bad), but the point is that after years of being asked the same repetitive question: When are you getting married? I realize there was no need to rush. Despite the social pressure and everyone around us getting married, we didn't feel the need to tie the knot. Not just yet. If it weren't for that we probably would've never moved to New York to focus on our careers, or we wouldn't have traveled as much as we did. 

What matters is we were BOTH ready to make the commitment and start a new chapter in our lives as husband and wife. 

All photos by Alvaro Avila

Cheers to a lifetime of happiness!

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