I Love NY.


I have seen New York in its darkest days.  I have seen it unite as the years go by, I have seen it reach a point where most would digress after a fall, and I have seen it rise even stronger than before. The people of New York are tougher than most, not in personality or in character, but in humanity. They are strong souls, some of the most honest and truest people you’ll ever meet, who stand together, walk among each other, and have not allowed fear to overcome them. Although we all suffered a loss in more ways than one on 9/11 as a nation, few know what it means to be part of this city. While some loathe it for its busy commuting system due to lack of knowledge, it is the human flow of the New York life, its music, its diverse culture and it’s ever changing atmosphere that makes so many including myself fall in love at every corner.

This year I had a chance to get away and visit the city which I will always and forever hold dear, and although my visit was short, it was just the right amount of New York I needed to bring me back to breathing right, and I got to thinking on my flight home, that if this place can suffer a huge fall and rise so gracefully, then I’ll be just fine.






“The greatest accomplishment is not in never falling, but in rising again after you fall.”


Anya Hindmarch Gives A Little Love to New York City.

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Anya Hindmarch is opening a flagship store on Madison Avenue, New York City. OH MY GOD! Do you know who I’m talking about? Well, if you were one of the lucky few who bought her ‘I Am Not A Plastic Bag’ at wholefoods back in 2007, then you know I am referring to the fashion icon of woman power!

The new store will be the first ever space to house both mainline and bespoke collections under one roof.  It will include an entire floor dedicated to Anya, which was only available at the Pont Street shop in London. Man, I love New York!

Monday’s Eye Candy- Daddy Yankee, YO!

Reggaeton has been around for many years, this type of music started off in Panama, long before love filled the air in Woodstock, but it didn’t come out of the underground scene until (you may remember) Tu Pun Pun. Shortly after that it was adopted by the beautiful Island of Puerto Rico, which took the Caribbean sound to a whole new level.

When I got a hold of it in the early 90’s, I was floored. I couldn’t believe that I was walking around my neighborhood with a mix cassette tap straight from Puerto Rico, that contained the young voices of Vico C, Nick, and Ramon. During this time, no one knew who they were, and I had no idea that the tape with four songs, held the words of a boy who would go on to change the face of reggaeton years later. By this time I began to appreciate the rocksteady beats a little more, joining in with the rest of the young adolescents of my time overplaying the sounds of Shabba Ranks, at every house party we went to.

Fast forward 10 years later, I received a burned CD that read, “This will change your life”, and when I placed it in my CD player, it sure did change my life, Daddy Yankee was born.

When I first heard ‘No Mercy’, I thought, “what am I going to do with this?” I needed to share it with the rest of the world, I began to share it amongst my friends, which at the time didn’t welcome it too openly. By now the internet had begun to take shape, and I got a hold of Homerun-es, I spent most of the early years of myspace sharing nothing but reggaeton. It didn’t sit well with the listeners, so I did what I’m known for best; I obsessed over Daddy Yankee, when ‘Barrio Fino” came out until everyone knew his name. While people played the Gasolina, and learned about Daddy Yankee, I was siting back thinking, “well its about time!”

This beautiful man from Rio Piedras, is my reggaeton John Mayer, and I’m happy to share him with you on today’s post. Daddy Yankee released a new video over the weekend featuring Arcangel. Please take the time to listen, taste and enjoy!

Monday’s Eye Candy- Edin Chavez!

Edin was born in Chihuahua Mexico, where he lived for 12 years. At the age of 12 his family moved to California and Nevada followed a couple years later where he lived most of his adult life. Since a very young age Edin has had a fascination with photography, at the age of 18 he got his first 35 millimeter manual camera. Over the years he has moved to digital and has a rather interesting style.  Edin has been all over the world and his appetite for traveling and discovery only grows with the years. Edin currently resides in Miami and through his photography he shares how he sees the world. Enjoy.   Interview:  What does the word Photography mean to you?  Edin: Photography is when the photographer disappears and you are left with something you can relate with in a personal level.  Favorite place to shoot?   Edin: I love abandoned places. I love the mystery that goes with it, but I truly love shooting anywhere anytime.   Favorite photographer?  Edin: I have too many to list.  Favorite food?  Edin: Mexican food for sure.  Favorite things to do besides photography?  Edin: Cook, Ride Motorcycles, Billiards, Hang out at the beach with my dogs.  Any advice for all the aspiring photographers out there?  Yes, take your camera everywhere you go, there has been so many times I wish I had my camera. Once the moment is gone is gone for ever and you never forget.  I take mine to the grocery store, true story.   If you enjoyed this post, leave me a quick comment, ask me any questions, share with your friends or Subscribe by Email. Thank you for dropping by.

Edin started following me on twitter right after I tweeted about the Eiffel Tower 2.5 years ago, and the rest has been as they say: Pho·tog history.

Edin was born in Chihuahua Mexico, but lived most of his young adult life in Reno, one day without hesitation he decided to venture off cross country with his camera,  and by the time he turned around he had already settled  into a cozy little loft on South Beach, making Miami  his most precious muse yet.

I had been in search of a photographer for what seemed like forever, only because everyone in the social media world needs one, there’s no point in being a network junkie and not have photographer in your circle, it just doesn’t make any sense.

Out of  the many people I could have possibly come into contact with, I’m glad I now have him in my life, he is absolutely amazing. Last summer I had a choice between a NYC, LA or Miami photographer for the NOH8 Campaign picture: A La Risky Business, and once I was given the OK, I just had to go with Edin.  It would’ve been completely ridiculous of me not have picked him for such a campaign.

Like most people who come to Miami looking for inspiration, Edin has planted his roots in this beautiful city.  Don’t be surprised if you find him around  town doing fashion shows, climbing a building in Mid-Town for some crazy tutorial, jumping in a plane for some serious street photography, or simply laying low and taking shoots of the sunset.  Also you can find his work by checking out his page, following him on twitter, and ‘liking’ him on facebook.

Fab Fashion Fridays – Mad Men!

HELLOOOOO, FRIDAY! I don’t know about you guys, but I’ve had quite a busy week and I’m stoked that it’s finally Friday! Thanks for hanging out with me while Wajima took some time off to focus on some important things going on in her life these days!

Let’s see, so far this week, I’ve shared with you my love of both beautiful faces and beautiful music! Now, let’s take a look at my obsession with the retro 60’s clothing worn by the cast of the AMC award-winning series, Mad Men…more specifically the characters of Don Draper and Joan Holloway.  No need for me to ramble on about how much I love them because I could go on for DAYS!  Seriously…when I “grow up”, I wanna look Just. Like. Joan…or at least have that woman’s measurements!!

Take a look for yourself at the sexy, classy and sophisticated style of these two drop-dead gorgeous characters!

Fall Fashion Must-haves- BOOTIES!

This year Fall is all about the booties, and although Fall is known for its warm earthy tones, something tells me I’m going to be looking for the ultimate BOLD & vibrant booties ever.  I’m always looking for the ones that will make my jaw drop instead of yours. ;)  Do you have the ultimate Fall Boot?   Show it to me!

Taara $159.95

Pembrook $129.95

Cirkus Taupe Price: $149.95

Savana Lace Booties $98 at Fossil.com

Music for the Soul- Greg Hansen

Remember Greg Hansen?  Sure you do, he’s one out of the many beautiful Eye Candy’s featured on the blog.  Well it just so happens that Mr. Hansen has drop yet another album which is now available on itunes just in time for Fall, and this has given him that chance to make his way back on the website not only as a Monday’s Eye Candy, but also this weeks choice as, Music for the Soul.  Enjoy!

Happy Fathers Day Edition- Pedro E. Bonetti!


There’s only two things in this earth that truly belong to me, my name and my passion for Frank Sinatra.  When I was six my grandfather had coffee in one hand, and a news paper in the other walking towards his office he said, “Mimi”, (that’s what my grandparents used to call me) “come it’s time for you to hear the truth.”  With pig tails on both sides of my head, and a very rare one of a kind 1983 Cabbage Patch Kid in my arms, I walked into his office to hear the truth.  He sat down and in front of his type writer were all the magazine he had collected throughout the years sat on top of his desk, and organized some of it along with all the clippings he had cut out of the news papers of what interested him the most, after all being a writer for a news paper company wasn’t his only passion, no.. it was being a fan of the New York Yankees, and Frank Sinatra that kept him in the news papers business.

He then picked me up, sat me on a chair next to him and said, “Are you ready for the truth?”  Being that I was so young, if he were to have told me that the world would end in 2.5 hours I would’ve still had been very wide eyed, and excited to hear the truth.  For you see I was his granddaughter, sure he had a son, and an older grandson, but none of them had the interest I had in the wanting to get to know him better.   He was bigger than life, after all standing at a size 6.2 in height, this view coming from any child who couldn’t hurt themselves due to being way too close to the ground, he was a giant.

As I sat there waiting to hear the truth, he got up and walked to a filing cabinet, and grabbed a cassette tape, he inserted into the radio on top of the filling cabinet and pressed play (that was a good thing about my grandfather, once the tape would finished, he would rewind it back, so that if he needed to hear it again, it was ready to go).  By this point I probably had forgotten that I was waiting to hear “the truth” because I ended up falling a sleeping for the rest of the afternoon.  By the time I had awoken I was in the car, and we were on our way home.  I said to him, “Pipo, I didn’t get to hear the truth,” and he said, “Mimi, yes you did, you just did what you always do…you fell asleep.”


I remembering one night being on the phone with him, I had just returned to my moms after living with my grandparent in Virginia, and I was home sick… if you will.  So I did what I had always done after that, called him collect.  While listening to him talk about the new Yankee season, he spoke about how exciting it was to write about it again (he loved  the Yankees) he paused, “Have you been having a hard time sleeping?”  I said, “yes.” And he with the softest voice I had ever heard was able to remind me about the truth again.  “Have you not been listening to Old Blue Eyes?” and I said, “No.  I don’t have any of his music with me, and even if I did, mom doesn’t have a radio.  What is it about him that makes me feel comfort?”

“Mimi, it has always been the one thing in the world that gave you comfort, and I was the only one who picked up on it, I guess it’s because I implanted that in you, by being his fan.”  A week later, I had a radio and two cassettes sent to me.  After that, he made sure that I wouldn’t go without music again, when the CD player first game out, he sent us one, and with that came the Frank Sinatra CD’s.


I’ve been finding it hard to fall asleep lately, and last night I did just what I was instructed of me to do many years ago, I put on Old Blue Eyes on my phone, and before I knew it, it was 10am Sunday morning.  Now why did he call it the truth?  Well truth be told, my grandfather was interesting in that way, he had a metaphor for things that now at 33 they are beginning to make sense.  He called it the truth because he felt that music was my only outlet from the world I lived in, and because up until 22, Frank Sinatra had been the only man who could ever put me to sleep.  However the truth is, it wasn’t Frank at all, it was more the fact that his music was the only thing I had that kept me close to the only man that had ever truly loved me.  Happy Fathers Day, Pipo.  I miss you so much.