Como me dueles, México

Hoy vi uno de los espectáculos más hermosos que he visto en mi vida, el Ballet Folklórico de México de Amalia Hernández en el Palacio de Bellas Artes.

El show empieza cuando caminas por la alameda para llegar al palacio. Pasar por el hemiciclo a Juárez, por los árboles verdes después de la temporada de lluvia y por las hermosas esculturas que finalmente te dejan en Bellas Artes. El Palacio de Bellas Artes es una obra maestra en sí mismo, pero lo que alberga lo hace aún más maravilloso. En el palacio de bellas artes puedes ver algunos de los mejores espectáculos culturales, especialmente de música clásica, ópera y danza.

Para una entusiasta del ballet y de mi país, el Ballet Folklórico es uno de los espectáculos más majestuosos. A través del baile se representan las tradiciones, trajes típicos y música que distingue a nuestro país. Es una forma de conservar las tradiciones y mantenerlas vivas en las nuevas generaciones. Pero el espectáculo, aunque fue maravilloso, no es el tema de hoy.

El problema empieza cuando después de ver tanta belleza sales de Bellas Artes y encuentras todas las esculturas cubiertas en plástico. ¿Plástico? ¿Para qué? Y después de voltear a ver la plaza te das cuenta de los 43 cuadros con los retratos de los 43 normalistas desaparecidos, todo empieza a quedar claro. La marcha. La marcha que habrá después del problema que hubo en ciudad universitaria. ¿Y, el plástico? El plástico es para resguardar a las esculturas del grafiti y los daños que sufrirán cuando comience la manifestación.

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Este es el momento en el que pienso, “Como me dueles, México.”  Como me dueles y como me lastima la situación en la que estas. Como me duele pensar que siendo un país tan maravilloso, tan rico, tan diverso y tan hermoso tenemos tantos problemas. Como me duele pensar en la situación en la que nos encontramos y me duele aun más pensar en cómo lidiamos con ella. Una marcha más, una marcha en la que no se estarán manifestando pacíficamente nuestras ideas, una marcha que dejara sus rezagos en las obras de arte y monumentos de nuestra ciudad. Una marcha más en la que en vez de intentar llegar a un diálogo pacífico y para poder expresar nuestras ideas y opiniones y posiblemente lograr un cambio, la ciudad será destruida nuevamente.

Basta con caminar por paseo de la reforma para ver las huellas de los grafitis desde la Diana hasta el Palacio. Estos monumentos tienen suerte, ya que hay quien los despinta. Pero hay edificios que no son tan suertudos y terminan como este.

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¿Y, por qué terminan así? Porque en México creemos que manifestarnos implica destruir todo lo que queda a nuestro paso, dañar la propiedad civil para llamar la atención del gobierno. ¿Es esta la forma de cambiar a México? ¿Es esta la forma de llamar la atención? Destruyendo los comercios de los civiles, acabando con el patrimonio cultural de nuestro país, dañando todo lo que hay a nuestro paso. Es penosísima la situación en la que se encuentra mi hermoso país, pero me enoja tanto que esta sea la forma que muchos creen es la adecuada para mejorar la situación. La violencia sólo nos llevará a más violencia y la destrucción a más destrucción.

Salir del Palacio de Bellas Artes y encontrar las estatuas cubiertas en plástico y el Hemiciclo a Juárez cubierto en cinta para intentar protegerlo me llena de tristeza. Me duele pensar que esta es la situación en la que estamos viviendo. Me duele pensar que una marcha para buscar justicia termine en destrucción. Me dueles, México, me dueles muchísimo.

Flaws vs Flawless

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So Flawless by Beyonce & Nicki Minaj is one of my favorite songs. It makes me feel empowered and great, but the truth is I can’t really relate, cause I’m no Beyonce. But this week I found a new song, which is amazing by the way Flaws by Bastille it is not a new song, but it is new to me since I just found it. But the song is not the issue here.

The issue is flaws in general. It is clear to me that everyone has flaws, even Beyonce (remember she photoshops her instagrams). But the problem is not the flaws you’ve got, but how you bear them. You can choose to hide them or you can choose to make the best out of them. The truth is hiding them might be exhausting, since they are a part of yourself. You can pretend to be as flawless as you want, but the truth is that you need your flaws to be who you really are.

I think the key to accepting yourself and being happy is acknowledging that you are not perfect, but that doesn’t make you any less valuable. I can’t imagine a life in which I’d have to pretend I’m perfect all the time. I probably wouldn’t be able to manage it for a whole day. I think the key to being flawless is being confident in your worth and on your flaws.

Being confident is sending a Snapchat that says “I woke up like this” and look terrible and OWN that snap. So if they ask me if I’d rather be flawless or have flaws, I’d pick my flaws every single time. The truth is I don’t know who I’d be without them, they’ve been a part of me always.

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The Beauty of Heartbreak

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There is a certain grace to having your heart broken, this words couldn’t be any more true, at least for me. My friends ask me why if there are some nice guys who invite me out I decide to stick to the ones that break my heart. Maybe it’s true I love a bad boy, but I believe this is a lame excuse. I think the truth is I am addicted to suffering. Maybe I’ve learned to live like this. Like the Boys Like Girls song says “I’ve learned to love the pain cause that’s the only way that I know how to feel”

I love heartbreak songs they make me happy, they make me feel better. I like having my heartbroken because I love feeling. I love strong emotions. I like getting my heart broken and then getting over it just to get my heart broken again. Maybe I’m a masochist, but I enjoy a bit of suffering every once in a while and I believe everyone else does as well.

There are so many breakup songs and broken heart songs and most of them are amazing; they make me scream and release tension. But you can’t really get inspired and listen to them when you are happy all the time. There comes a day when you need some suffering, when you need some heartbreak in order to enjoy your sadness. You need to have an excuse to eat a pint of ice cream and watch sad movies and sleep till late.

Having your heart broken makes you human, it shows how much a person can feel. Even the most obnoxious or serious people you know get softer when it comes to sadness. Sadness shows that even the biggest bitch has a heart, and that is just so pretty and wonderful.

So next time you get your heart broken you might as well enjoy it. You never know when you’ll be able to feel that way again.

Songs of the Week. October 13

So this week I rediscovered my love for Maroon 5. I loved the first album they released but the next records didn’t really get to me. However, the album they just released is pretty amazing and you’ll see a couple of songs in this weeks playlist. I’m in a good mood this week so you’ll notice the songs are pretty upbeat and happy. Enjoy!

Animals – Maroon5

My Heart is Open – Maroon5 ft Gwen Stefani

Believer – American Authors

Reflections – Misterwives

Shower – Becky G

Mirrors – Justin Timberlake

If you would like to make some songs suggestions comment below

Objectification in a man’s world.

It’s a man’s world. We hear this all the time, we even believe it. I probably hear it at least twice a day since I’m a law student, and law is considered a man’s thing.

Today I witnessed one of the most hurtful things I’ve ever seen. I work as a freelancer for a magazine, and today I went to a meeting with the editor and chief. The editor is a woman; a powerful, strong, intelligent and independent woman. She is someone I really admire, I wanted to be like her when I grew up. She’s always talking about the struggles of being a woman editor in a man’s world; she knows how hard it is to gain credibility and respect as a woman who is in charge. But today she told a girl who works with us that if she wanted to succeed she should probably wear shorter dresses and tighter pants in order to get the attention from the best and most important authors. This broke my heart. I had the best impression of her and now it’s been shattered. How could she say something like this? How could this advice come from a woman who has battled everything to get to where she is?

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It really hurts when a man objectifies you, but it’s even more hurtful when another woman does. Women are supposed to help each other since we all overcome the same struggles. Women are not supposed to drag you down like that. Where’s the respect? How are men ever gonna value us when we don’t even value each other? As women we are supposed to help each other, build each other, support each other, not destroy each other.

If you ask me, I would never say I’m a feminist, I just believe in equality and fair treatment. I believe we are all equals, but we will never be treated as equals when we can’t even respect each other. Today my heart was broken and I feel sorry for every women who has received this kind of advice. You should always acknowledge your worth and ignore anyone who tries to put you down. Maybe this is a man’s world after all, and it will continue to be if we don’t even respect each other.

I Won’t Compare Myself to You, Because You Would Clearly Lose

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I just wanted to come here and tell you I hate people who are constantly trying to make comparisons between them and me. I never compare myself to others, I only compare myself with the goals I’ve set for myself, and I think everyone should do the same.

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I hate comparisons because I’m awesome and I don’t need anyone to tell me someone is better than me at something. I don’t resemble her, or her, or her, or anyone. I’m one of a kind and so is everyone else. So shine my friends and forget comparisons. Only jealous people try to compare to you.

Songs of the Week / September 15

I don’t know a single person who doesn’t enjoy music. I am a music freak myself, I like a little bit of everything. I can’t really say I hate a particular type of music, I thing all types have good and bad songs. Or not necessarily good or bad songs, just songs I enjoy more than others.

I’ll try to post the songs I’ve been obsessing over every week. This are the ones for this one.

Out of my League- Fitz and the Tantrums

Bigger Boys and Stolen Sweethearts – Arctic Monkeys

One Last Time- Ariana Grande

Me and my Broken Heart – Rixton

Don’t Let Me Be the Last to Know – Britney Spears

Bailando- Enrique Iglesias

If you enjoy the songs, let me know and leave a comment with the songs you’ve been obsessing with.

Suck It Up In Order To Get What You Want

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This week was probably one of the best weeks I’ve had, and definitely the best one since my semester started. This semester I’ve been lucky enough to meet incredibly handsome guys. But just like every other confident girl I have a soft spot, and it is talking to guys I like.

I saw my crush in the library, he was sitting so close to me and I really wanted him to notice I was there. Just like every girl I was about to start doing something pathetic in order to get noticed, but instead I took the high road. I decided I didn’t need to do things to make him turn towards me; I could just go right to him and say “Hi”. That was exactly what I did, and it resulted in an hour long conversation and a breakfast invitation.

We sometimes tend to do stupid things t get what we want, when our life would be so much easier if we had the courage to do things right. Talking to the guys you like is scary, I know. But when you suck it up and talk to them things are so much easier. I decided confidence is an all around thing; I don’t wanna be confident in only a few aspects. I want to be a totally confident person, so the next time I want to do something scary I’ll remember I need to suck it up and do what will be better for me.

The Importance of Looking Flawless

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If you knew me you would know I am a lazy person when it comes to putting myself together. I don’t like using makeup that much, I hate getting a hairdo every day, I barely comb my hair. I am a sweat pants and t-shirt enthusiast and I could wear them every day. But sometimes you need to put beauty over comfort. I know it sounds terrible, a skirt instead of sweatpants? You kidding me guuurl? But yesterday I realized how important it is for me to do it at times.

I looked my best to go to college, it wasn’t really my purpose to go well dressed, but I had a dinner party afterwards and I didn’t have time to go change. I wore a dress with leggings and a pair of high heel boots. I looked great. Who am I kidding? I looked fucking FLAWLESS. Beyonce would’ve been proud of me, she would’ve been jealous even. I felt like a goddess. I got so many compliments my self esteem and ego almost exploded. And you know what? We sometimes need that.

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Your friends will always tell you how pretty you look. The guys who like you will say it to. And your mom, well you get tired of hearing her say how awesome you are. But there are some friends and classmates that will never tell you how good you look, except when you really deserve it. Those are the best compliments you can get, the ones from people that never compliment you. And when you get all dolled up for no special reason you receive a bunch of compliments.

Even if people don’t say it, you see them turn their heads in the hallways and smile at you, you see them looking at you from across the classroom, and you feel awesome.

So whenever you’re feeling down, grab some nice clothes and some makeup and be fierce. Walk with confidence, smile, give sexy looks as if they were presents.You’ll feel much better after a few compliments. Looking good isn’t only about looking pretty, it is about believing you are awesome and letting the world know you are.

The NFL Made Me Proud

I absolutely love football, it is my favorite sport and I never miss a game. I am a hardcore Patriots fan and I am proud of the decision made regarding Ray Rice today. I’m glad the Ravens cut him loose and that the NFL suspended him indefinitely. 

Domestic violence, or any kind of violence is unacceptable. Football is a very tough sport and there has always been a history of violent players, but the NFL should never encourage aggressive conducts. I think making an example out of Ray Rice is the right thing to do. Players should know that violence has no place in an institution like the NFL and that aggressors do not have a place in a sports team. They should set a precedent and let know that anyone can be punished if they do something like this. 

Violence should never be permitted or encouraged. 

I congratulate the Baltimore Ravens and  the NFL. They made the right decision.