Neon Lights in the City of Angels

It is the time of the waning year. The sun is saying his last goodbyes as he gets ready to wrap himself in a shimmering, iridescent blanket of stars and slip into hibernation. The energy is twinkling as well, neon blues and pinks are in the air as the veil between this world and the spirit realm softens, smoothed out by a dose of glamour. October is around the corner, and with it the promise of darker days, shrouded in mystery and ties to parts of ourselves we seem to forget in the warmer months. 2-8590This is a time of exploration, of curiosity- a time of intense introspection and rebirth. The wheel of the year is shifting to a season that celebrates the light but invites and honors the darkness to come. The Equinox was last week, a day of intense balance and energetic equilibrium. It is officially Fall, and with that comes an extra dose of new, creative energy. 3-8591My sister Alexandra and I live down the street from the bookstore, plenty of stores and resteraunts, a cool newsstand and a Trader Joes. Saturday’s have been spent eating delicious food, walking around in the hot Los Angeles climate and bathing under neon signs. The energy this past week has been intense- I’ve felt like a snake shedding its skin. It’s been two years since I moved into my last apartment, two years since I started getting ready for London, two years since I had to do a lot of reevaluating with who I let into my life. All this energetic baggage I’ve been carrying the past two years is finally dissipating. The equinox was on the 22nd- I am 22, my birthday is on 2/2 and I’m a twin- so I really felt the weight of this seasonal shift and I’m using the momentum to move forward in a positive, beneficial and creative manner. Now I’m left with a new, shiny skin, a fresh set of eyes and an excitement for life that can only come from moving to a new city. 4-85921-8580I’ve been more intentional with what I buy- I am extremely picky with jackets and when I tried this metallic one on from Zara I knew I needed it, and that it’s not something I will probably ever get sick of. I’ve also been lusting after a pleated American Apparel skirt, so I bought this vintage cheerleader skirt from a local thrift shop as a dupe. A bandana, some sheer knee highs from Nordstrom Rack and my favorite cosmic bucket bag were the finishing touches on this look. I’m a firm believer in only wearing what you LOVE. There is nothing quiet as euphoric for me as spending the day in an outfit I love- very often other things I love will follow.5-86046-86057-8611grab1-8617img_86228-8625Spend time with people you care about. Go to the cemetery. Leave flowers at beautiful graves. Go outside. Talk to the trees. Make some art. Sit under the full moon.

All photos by one of my favorite humans in the world- Alexandra.

I love you.

Gabriela

BREATHING FASHION TURNS 7

Last year when we turned six I was still in shock that Breathing Fashion is still here. Now we’re turning 7 and I’m STILL in shock. WOW. It’s been over half a decade with this site and I still love it. I started Breathing Fashion as a way to cultivate my voice in fashion journalism- it started as a platform share my own content in hopes that I eventually would be writing for other sites and magazines. And guess what fam- WE MADE IT. unspecifiedI’m writing for some of my favorite  sites and I get to write about feminist things and witchy things! I’m also now based in LA as I intern in the PR department of Vivienne Westwood. I just booked my first real styling shoot for a cool California based magazine and I have some fun pieces I’m working on. I’m still overwhelmed at life and you know, the fact that people actually care enough about what I have to say to read it. My fabulous twin Alexandra accompanied me to check another big thing off my bucket list- driving the Angeles Crest highway. Also referred to as Donnie Darko highway by the twin and I- Angeles Crest is where the Carpathian Ridge scenes of Donnie Darko were filmed. Unfortunately we only drove a few of the 66 mile highway, which goes through the San Gabriel Mountains (ha!) but driving the whole thing is another item on the bucket list. The view was overwhelming and beautiful and honestly just magical and majestic. Although I have a fear of heights, I was able to deal because Alex was driving and Donnie Darko, duh. And yes- I cried and played the soundtrack the whole time. unspecified-1 I’m going to do my best to have a real birthday post, but for now I think these will do. I’m wearing a vintage skirt I found at Goodwill with Ivory and some new shades I got here in LA. I’m so humbled by all the love you guys give me. I’m doing my best to make this even better.

PS- check out the new portfolio- gabrielaherstik.com

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Here’s to another fabulous year.
PS- thank you for the photos Alexandra.

Which Witch:: Gabriela Darko or Gabriela Ross?

The summer before 12th grade, a boy I was talking to told me to watch Donnie Darko three times in a row. I had never seen it and agreed blindly. I don’t think I’ve ever been the same. Almost every day for the rest of that summer, I would go to the guest room in the basement and put Donnie Darko on. I wish I could remember what I though the first time I saw it, or when I bought it on DVD, but I don’t. It feels like the movie has always been part of my life. I actually have to forget I own it, or I’ll watch it a million times in a row and neglect every other option on Netflix//DVD. I fell back into this pattern this past summer. 4ecdcac03de1fed257e9bb839114f67a

For those of you who haven’t seen Donnie Darko- shame. Who are you, what have you been doing? Anyway, I love this movie because it always leaves me in a weird mood. It leaves me fidgety, slightly uncomfortable, sad and happy at the same time. You know the feeling you get in your gut when things are about to change and everything feels slightly off but you can’t explain why? I call that “weird change-y feeling” and that, my friends, is Donnie Darko. A supernatural, 80’s teen love story featuring a giant bunny rabbit and time travel is exactly the kind of thing I’m into. Richard Kelly, who directed the movie, was fresh out of film school when he made this film. It was filmed Los Angeles in 2000 and was released the following year. I was living in Los Angeles while it was being filmed (which is something I just found out) and I’m moving back to LA in about three weeks. I’m planning on scouting some of the locations to relive some of my favorite scenes, but until then- here are two outfits inspired by my favorites…

Gretchen Ross

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Gretchen is elusive.. she’s mysterious, she’s tragic, she’s assertive. My personal interpretation of this movie is that tangent universe opened up so Donnie could fall in love- he wanted so badly to not die alone and even though he did, he died peacefully without regrets. Gretchen was this portal for him- “some people are just born with tragedy in their blood” after all. Gretchen’s relationship with Donnie happened because all he wanted was to love and be loved- aka not be alone- before he died. Gretchen and Donnie’s first kiss is one of my favorite on-screen snogs of all time. But, although I love Gretchen, she doesn’t really have the best style. I put my own spin on her look, switching out the hiking boots for oxfords and the track jacket for a fuzzy sweater. I think Gretchen would have been into cool, patched up mom jeans so I added that into the mix too.  1-66761-66781-66911-6664Gretchen-66691-66981-67061-6707Sweater:: H&M// Shirt:: Urban Outfitters// Jeans:: Zara1-6709

Donnie Darko

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Donnie looks as good in a slept-in tee as he does in his school uniform. It’s that brooding angst that really does it for me. Donnie is troubled, and he’s confused, but he’s also predictable when it comes to his wardrobe. I did his favorite look,tee shirt and jeans, in all black, with a simple leather backpack because Donnie makes his look ace and I wanted to channel my inner gothic school girl.  unspecified1-67271-67411-67391-67431-6749Shirt:: Basement band tee// Jeans:: Topshop// Sweatshirt:: Zara// Backpack:: Urban Outfitters1-6746

Sometimes I doubt your commitment to Sparkle Motion!
XOXO,
Gabriela

All photos by Alexandra Herstik

Sunday Style::: Ghost Outfit Forever

Happy Sunday to all of you humans out there. We made it. Another week has gone by and we’ve survived. Heck yeah, I’ll drink to that. I’ve been celebrating this past week because I landed an internship with one of my idols and I am very excited! unspecifiedSo of course I celebrated by wearing what I would want to be dressed in for eternity, a ghost outfit if you will. If I were to die in a moment- this what I would die in and wear for the rest of my ghost life. This dress is one of my favorites- I got in H&M in London for London Fashion Week, which I did end up wearing it to (see below)!10523319_10152577553026207_1669849353173043297_nThis dress was with me for my interview for Rick Owens, which I also landed (still in shock that happened!)and it was with me to interview for Vivienne Westwood.Ck3LqDqUgAAU4kRunspecified-2This dress is me in my element. It’s simple but interesting, it can be worn a ton of ways and it will always feel sexy. This outfit was important for me because it was a physical manifestation of what I feel like- this is it. This is exactly what I want to look like (there’s only so much you can change)- and that feels damn good. I got these shoes from Topshop for fashion week as well, and they were another good spiritual//physical investment. I love these things. I wore a leather bra that I got from Ivory and my all time best investment on these $10 hot pants- and this $1 clip. It’s weird recognizing hard work pay off- there isn’t anything wrong with it folks. Recognize! Pay it forward! Wear a good outfit!unspecified-3unspecified-4 unspecified-1                                                         Stay sharp, my friends. Happy Sunday.

All photos by Alexandra Herstik.

Banishing the Creeps with Little Whip

I’m small. I’m 5’6 and 110 pounds with a big attitude and even bigger eyes. I see things and I notice things and even though I may not seem like I’m always aware of my surroundings, I’m always in tune to how things make me feel. Living in a city like Columbia , South Carolina means that I’m a novelty. The biggest pick up line that people use on me is “I’ve seen you all over” or “I always see you on campus but you’re in your own world.” Fair enough- getting noticed works in my advantage (hello this is a blog after all.) But there’s a difference between being noticed and being creeped on because I present myself a certain way.A-3119

Case in point- Early Friday afternoon I was in my car outside of Walgreens, about to get out when I noticed a bro in front of my car, desperately trying to get my attention and talk to me. I furiously shook my head NO while avoiding all eye contact, only to see said bro come to the side of my window to try and talk to me. My heart was racing as I tried to plan an escape- should I just jump out of my passenger side and run for cover in the haven that is Walgreens? Eventually he got the picture and left- but not before I walked past him with a look of rage on my face without making any eye contact while going into Walgreens.

Here’s the thing- I don’t mind a compliment. I don’t mind a smile. But feeling blatantly objectified and disrespected and honestly SCARED is never fun. I don’t know who’s psycho and who’s not. I’m not sure if this bro is gonna pull out a knife or gun if I reject him- so I have to be civil. Dressing with confidence, dressing for MYSELF, does not give anyone else permission to make me feel uncomfortable. That’s not how it works.

B-3121After taking to Facebook to complain about getting hit on, I of course had another semi-terrifying encounter that night while trying to buy some flowers at Publix. I was getting out of my car and saw someone in a flannel and five panel walking towards me, while I was walking in from the parking lot. After many “hellos” which I ignored as I was walking inside (into safety) this older man decided to tell me he moved here from San Diego and had never seen a punk chic in Columbia I didn’t know what to say. I was trying to be civil as I rushed to the nearest aisle of the grocery store, while he was still following me, and then he asked if he could walk with me. I gave him the dead in the eyes look before finally saying I wasn’t interested and walking away, to which he replied “damnnnn” as I strutted down the aisle to take refuge in the wine section. After I was done shopping, I rushed to my car and thought I was safe until I looked to the car next to me as I was about to back out and saw this same man NEXT TO MY WINDOW. I started to roll my window up and he begged me not to, telling me he wasn’t a creep or a weirdo, and that he had never seen anyone like me in Columbia. I said he was hanging in the wrong area and that I needed to go. He kept calling me “so damn beautiful” as I frantically whipped my car into reverse and left the store. F-3138

SO- what’s the point of these ridiculously long and unnecessary stories? These experiences, these encounters happen to women everywhere. Not all men are like this, but YES- all women go through this sort of thing. And as a white women I can only sympathize with my sisters of other ethnicities  and races who are objectified and discriminated on a level that I will never be able to fully comprehend. We can’t just scream F*** YOU because we’re scared of what will happen when we stand up for ourselves, and that in itself is terrifying. So what’s a girl to do? People tell me I look mean, or like a bitch- that I dress intimidatingly or scary. And you know why?! Because I don’t want people to mess with me!

One of the reasons I am so excited for this collab with Little Whip is because they stand for something I whole heartedly believe in- womanhood, unapologetic sexuality and power. By wearing pieces that are powerful and sensual I’m able to tap into both of those energies as I move through my day. Add to that the fact that this shirt is one of the softest things I own, and that I can pair it with pretty much anything and I’m hooked. Little Whip even has incredible pins like a whip (what else) and red lips. I’ll be blogging about those next week! But for now, I’m content pairing my cropped handcuff tee with some thigh high boots and an attitude that is unapologetic and confident. One that says- yes I love me but no, you don’t have to talk to me. Wearing something slightly “intimidating” means giving myself permission to worry and focus on myself- and not the creeps I have to keep away. So today, I am banishing the creeps. Thanks Little Whip.E-3135 D-3127 C-3124G-3147

Shirt:: LITTLE WHIP// Shorts:: Asos// Boots: Public Desire// Mesh and hat:: VintageH-3151

All photos by my incredible sister Alexandra Herstik, @alexyael .

Make sure to check out Little Whip’s amazing pieces HERE– AND don’t forget to check back next week for PART 2 of our collab.

The Breathing Fashion Guide to Being an Outsider

You never expected it to happen. The word itself never even crossed your mind. But one day, you wrap your mind around it like a sweater that’s been sitting at the bottom of your drawer for ages- one that never fit until just now. Outsider. It’s like a cloak has been lifted- a thin, gossamer veil shining opalescent in your peripheral vision for as long as you can remember. Suddenly there’s a name for the feeling and it’s found its way onto your flesh.

Step 1: Acknowledge It1-3091It only feels off at first. Like the balance has been shifted.  As soon as you see yourself from a perspective beyond your own, you have the power to change your situation. And the thing with being an outsider is that sometimes it doesn’t even feel like you don’t belong. Sometimes the way you perceive the nuances of life are just different- a slightly different tone or melody. A color shaded a little differently. A feeling worn a little bit heavier than those surrounding you. You coexist- but sometimes you feel like you’re living life on the other side of a veil, one that’s far less inhabited than the mortal realm.  No matter how far you wander, no matter how far removed you may feel, it’s okay. Taking time to figure out the way which you move through this world, no matter how different it may be from someone else, is all you need to exist inside your own reality.

2. Own It2-3093There will never be anyone else who sees the world from your view. There is no macrocosm without a microcosm.  You are just as important as everyone dwelling inside whatever perceived bubble you may see. And one of the things about living life looking in is that you have to remember there is no outside. There is no inside. There is no us versus them. There is just you. Talk to your demons. Learn what it is they’re strangling and grip hold of it and listen to the message it’s holding onto. The only way to live life askew is to do it on your own terms. Cast your fist up to the skies, and promise yourself that in spite of everything that has made you feel- compartmentalized or less than or not good enough- the only person you have to prove yourself to is you. If you already live life as an outsider, if you already feel different or absurd, then why wouldn’t you tackle the beast of your originality and wrestle it head on? Own it. Wear whatever you want. Listen to whatever you want. Do whatever you want. There is no one left to judge you.

Step 3: Let It Go3-3094One day you’ll get it. You’ll understand why you felt like you never had a place to fit into. You’re expected to conform to a singular mold. But you are vast. Infinite. You are oceans. Fluid- unable to decide on one way to see things. And one day you will realize- you are different. Like a cloud, you will float along in technicolor daydreams wearing your vintage hat and headscarf until the bubble you have submerged yourself in pops. And you’re back to your reality- one that doesn’t confine any spiritual experience to human terms. You feel like an outsider because you are made of stars and stardust. Let it go. You were never meant to feel human in this life.6-30994-30955-30977-3106Hat:: Sid & Nancy’s// Headscarf:: Strange Magick// Dress:: Urban Outfitters// Boots: H&M 8-3107All photos by amazing twin Alexandra Herstik.

Never be ashamed of who you are.

Renaissance Magick on a Monday

Life is for sharing.  It’s for community, and family and friends who may as well be family. It’s about having plenty and giving in abundance. It’s about sharing love and light and space with souls who sing at your frequency. We have walked this earth many times, but we were never meant to walk it alone. You are not meant to carry your sadness or hurt or pain by yourself. You are meant to hold it along with others who also hold part of your heart. Find humans who understand this and life will be much more joyful.5I am so overwhelmingly thankful for Ivory and my sister Alexandra for this reason- they know me and care for me when I’m upset or hurt. Most of the time, thankfully, we spend our weekends in the best of moods, eating brunch, drinking coffee and taking photos. Now that Ivory has moved into her new studio, this means even more time and space for photos. BUT- there’s still no time for chill because Indie South Fair is coming to Columbia THIS WEEKEND, April 9-10. This means::: vintage, handmade goods, coffee, tintype photographs, lots of good music and GRILLED CHEESE FOOD TRUCKS. There will be so much fun and festivity and talent and you won’t wanna miss it. I will be there helping Ivory sell her precious items and I cannot wait. Come visit and you too can be a little Renaissance faery.1 3 241110131297All items are (except these Topshop jeans) from Forgotten Feather, styled by Ivory and myself. 

Anyway- Come out to Indie South Fair this weekend at 701 Whaley from 10am to 6pm for lots of fun! You can find the event page HERE. PS- Come say HELLO!

Cheers,
Gabriela 

Queen of Hearts::: Forgotten Feather Valentines Day Lookbook

I’m disgustingly lucky to be surrounded by ridiculously creative and talented humans. Seriously. Last week I spent  my Sunday dressing up in Ivory’s vintage lingerie with my two best friends and my twin for this super special Valentines Day lookbook. We rearranged my room and got into character- we were going for a mixed era, vintage-esque look. Ivory recently launched an entire collection of this incredible lingerie, which was shot by my sister and styled by Ivory with some help from yours truly. Spending the day with my favorite humans, some fresh flowers and some rosé wasn’t too shabby.

So, do you actually need an excuse to buy yourself some lingerie? Absolutely not. You are your best excuse, and if you have a significant other who will appreciate vintage lingerie, then that’s just a lovely plus. But here’s the thing. If you’re ever upset or sad or if you ever forget that you’re a bad bitch, throw on some vintage lingerie and cheer yourself up. Making yourself feel good is important- and there’s nothing wrong with draping yourself in some silky threads to do it. Have a party for yourself- celebrate everything that makes you, you- wear something that makes you feel like a goddess. Valentines Day is just a wonderful excuse to love yourself, your girlfriends and everyone who loves you as much as YOU love you.

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Photos: Shot by Alexandra Herstik , @alexyael

All the lingerie featured here is available through Forgotten Feather Vintage.

Happy Valentines Day!!
Gabriela

Psychedelic Dreams and Sunny Days

Sometimes things are rough, sometimes you end up feeling like you’re in a Woodstock nirvana. Although this December has been unseasonably warm (and people still don’t believe in climate change!), Ivory and I used it to our advantage the other day when we decided to team up with my sister and make some magic.  We found inspiration in photos of face paint from Woodstock and decided the best route to take was to dress up in some 70’s garb, grab some flowers and take photos. The sun was warm and kissing along our cheeks, and there was the slightest breeze. There was one point where I was posing, eyes closed, breathing in the winter air and just felt it. Bliss. Have you ever felt like universe is just cradling you in its palm? That’s what it felt like.  1I think my favorite part about these photos is that they ended up looking like engagement photos or Ivory and I.  Although she’s my best friend and not my fiance, I am so beyond grateful for this beaut. She is just as ethereal on the inside as she is on the outside, and she has such a gift for finding vintage clothing and giving it a new life, I mean, look at these pieces! The icing on the cake was that my friend Cory tagged along and that Alexandra took these photos. So thankful for weirdos who get me. 3 467812131816171514 Vintage dress and slip (on Ivory) and jumpsuit (on me) : Forgotten Feather Vintage/ Necklace (on Ivory): Fossil and Hide / Poncho: Thrifted Sisters/ Shoes: Free People

All photos by my amazing twin Alexandra Herstik (@alexyael)

Happy Tuesday!
XXX
Gabriela

 

THE 6 LESSONS AND 1 GOLDEN RULE I LEARNED FROM MY MOM

November 30th may SEEM like an ordinary day, but alas- tis not. It’s my mom’s birthday-and she’s turning 61! If you don’t have the pleasure of knowing Silvia, you’re missing out. She’s the first one to dance, the first one to laugh, she always looks fabulous (SERIOUSLY- the women is turning 61 and looks better than yours truly) and she is the first one to love with all of her heart. My mom was my introduction to both of my passions- fashion and spirituality. The woman has been using crystals, meditating, doing yoga and the whole nine yards since before it was socially acceptable (hello 80’s). Silvia is where I get my unyielding, burning passion for lipstick, black, (faux) leather, high heels and a KILL EM attitude- so needless to say I am glad this Sagittarius Queen was born all these years ago! 11223337_10153510783296115_1145219058023697366_oMy mom has taught me a lot- so I decided to share my six favorite lessons and the ultimate gold rule she taught  me (get it 61??). So here you go- from Silvia Herstik to you!

1. NEVER UNDERESTIMATE THE POWER OF LOOKING (AND FEELING) GOOD

So what seem like a no brainer actually isn’t.  Ever since I was little, my mom has always looked fabulous. It doesn’t matter if she’s wearing an Express track suit or her favorite pair of AG jeans, the woman always looks perfect.  I think this is also a cultural thing- my grandma is the same way. I also thing my family just drank out of the fountain of youth because my god do humans in my family age well. My mom (who was born and raised in Mexico City) has always emphasized that there’s no shame in taking care of yourself- having pride in how you present yourself is good! It’s important and worthy- if it makes you feel good, do it! No shame at all.

2. YOU CAN’T GO WRONG WITH LIPSTICK

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One of my moms favorite stories to tell us (us being the twin and me) is of one of our closest friends Amanda and how she would always look at my mom, wide eyed and starstruck, while we were at temple at Friday night services. Amanda was constantly in awe of my moms perfectly pink lips and loved to play with her lipstick. Me? Not so much. It wasn’t until I was a senior in high school that I realized the power of a perfectly red pout. Ever since then I’ve been hooked. My mom was my first introduction to the wonderful world of MAC and all their fabulous hues. I like to call lipstick my war paint, and these days my lipstick choices also inspire my mom. I like to think of it as fashion karma! She introduced me to the tube of courage and I introduce her to So Chaud and Candy Yum Yum. Mutually beneficial for sure.

3. NEVER EVER APOLOGIZE FOR BEING WHO YOU ARE

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My mom is a 5’5 powerhouse with a thick Mexican accent. She graduated from college in three years and got her Masters degree in two. By the time she was 20 she owned her private practice and when she was 27 she came to the United States by herself- the first in her family. Silvia is the original power woman in my book, and if there’s one thing her kick butt work ethic and her fabulous nature has taught me it’s to NEVER apologize for being yourself. My mom is constantly underestimated because shes a woman and she has an accent, and you know what? She constantly proves those people wrong. My mom always dances, always sings, always loves and always gives hugs and kisses. She wears monochromatic outfits and has a really loud laugh and she’s kinda weird and you know what? That’s what makes her stellar! And she has never apologized for that.

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My mom has always been a heel woman. Ever since I was younger I’ve always admired my mothers vast shoe collection. It wasn’t until I was around 13 or 14 and learned to appreciate style that I truly realized the power that a good shoe holds over mortal women. One of my favorite sounds growing up was the sound of my moms heels clicking on hardwood floor. A close second? The sounds of her acrylic nails tapping. My mother also taught me to appreciate comfort- you can look good and not want to cut off your feet. I’m definitely taking after Mama Herstik, I love my heels and tend to wear them whenever I don’t have class, Columbia doesn’t stand(!) a chance.

 5. THERE IS ALWAYS A REASON TO CELEBRATE12109007_10153042339996207_8033184614363986878_n

Actually literally, having a Mexican Jewish mother means celebrations are abundant. You got an A? CELEBRATE! Poochy (the pup!) got groomed? CELEBRATE! Extreme Home Makeover is on? Cry and then CELEBRATE! One of the most important lessons this fabulous lady has taught me is that it is a million times better to wake up with gratitude for each day and own it! Every day you’re alive and able to celebrate is reason enough. So whether you’re dancing your heart out in your car, or jamming at the club, celebrate. Never apologize for listening to the DJ of your soul!

6. ALWAYS GET A LARGE HOT SAKI WHEN YOU GO OUT TO SUSHI

A very special and IMPORTANT rule shared by my twin Alexandra. This goes back to rule number 5! ALWAYS CELEBRATE! BUT- make sure you have a designated driver if you do! This is for you dad, you’re the real MVP for letting mom get Saki! Also- my mom always sing “Nooobody knowsss the bubbless I’ve seen” when she drinks saki. It’s really cute.

 

And last but not least….

Silvia’s Golden Rule: YOU HAVE TO LOVE YOURSELF FIRST11043531_10152819335956207_4525293076084156283_n

You have to love yourself before you love anyone else or let anyone else love you::: easily the most important thing that this human has taught me and the golden rule of life. You have to love yourself. It’s not negotiable, it’s not an option. It’s a necessity.  You are worthy of the same love you give to others simply because you exist. Your soul deserves the same respect and admiration as every other soul you love. Loving yourself is a process, its a journey and it takes work, but as soon as you choose to embrace it, everything else becomes easier. You’re not fully receptive to love until you decide you deserve it (which you do!) I remember giving myself a hug in fifth grade in our old apartment building and learning to love myself (and all my weird “flaws”) because my mom had been preaching this rule to me since I was little. I can’t stress enough how much this simple sentiment has impacted to me. I can easily say I wouldn’t be who I am, shaved hair and sass and all, if it weren’t for my mother stressing to me that I MUST love myself. So here I am, passing it on to you! Love yourself! Treat yourself! Amen!

12278893_10153110476556207_1763825539203185300_nSo mom, mommy, mother, madre, mami, Silvia- I love you. You are a wonderful, beautiful, vibrant soul and I am so glad you love selfies as much as I do (literally, whenever any of our family is together you can be sure you’ll here Silvia scream SELFIE!) I hope 61 is the best year yet. You are as beautiful and fabulous and young on the inside as you are on the outside! OH- that could be another lesson! A young soul keeps you young. I could write a million more things you taught me but I’ll keep it short! I love you mami!

XOXO
Gabriela

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