A few weeks ago, I began writing a love letter to myself for today, my 34th birthday. I really wanted to kick off my love letters section already, but also write something for myself. I wanted to write something deep and meaningful, but I was overthinking it (as I usually do) and saved the draft.…
As I lay in bed now, trying to think of how to write this post, I decided to read last year’s new year’s post….
Growing up in a Latin household, tradition meant celebrating on the 24th (Nochebuena) by eating freshly made tamales, drinking hot ponche, and playing games together….
“Estoy más viejo” “No papaíto, usted está más joven.” Translation: “I am more old.“ “No grandpa, you are more young.” These were the words that…
Though Opal and Orchids’ birthday is on May 29th, I want to dedicate a few minutes to acknowledge this blog’s second birthday before the month…
I’m in the mood to just write. Talk, speak, anything. Yesterday, I started to finally properly read Anne Frank’s diary and was blown away by how well…
Did you also grow up thinking that chocolates, a card, roses (or any red/pink flowers), a dress, and a candlelit dinner with a special someone…
Just about anywhere on the internet, there is a blog, vlog, podcast, or some cool guides on traveling and places to go to, but not…
Adore, beloved, desire, devoted, enamored, infatuate, passion, smitten, swoon. Romance, intimacy, longing, nostalgia. These are all words usually associated with ‘love letters’. When I type…
A year ago (ok, a year and a day ago to be exact), I was on a flight from Korea to New York. As I…
