I felt compelled to write today.

This week has been a hard, stinging slap in the face of awareness for mental health. The world has lost not only one, but TWO brilliant, creative and influential minds/beings/souls.

Yes, I’m a fashion, makeup, and beauty junkie through my core, but if I lost all my money, I’d do whatever it took, not get a new pair of shoes or a handbag, but I’d do whatever it took to get my next train ticket or plane ticket to my next stop in the world. (def starting on the Eurasian continent, obvi). Sure that denim skirt or that Gucci belt will last you a long time, but that experience you had on the Danube River, or the views from the Acropolis will last you until your last memory escapes from existence.

Anthony Bourdain was a pure inspiration to me. I’ve watched almost all episodes of his shows – No Reservations and Parts Unknown – travelled to all parts of the world, even to parts of the world I never thought I had wanted to go. Everything that he did, okay almost everything that he did, I wanted to do when I visited that place. And I say almost, because sometimes his travels were a tad bit grungey. But that’s what I absolutely adored about him and his style. He travelled to places in a manner where he sought to engrain himself in the people, the food, the culture, as if he himself were a local.

“I think food, culture, people and landscape are all absolutely inseperable”

Which is EXACTLY how I love to travel. I want to feel as though I’m a part of the place I’ve wandered to. I like to immerse myself in it all, leaving my heart in the soil of this strange, new, exciting land; traveling in a way where each time I leave a foreign land, my heart hurts with nostalgia, learning the place through all senses.

 “You learn a lot about someone from sharing a meal together”

The saddest part of all this is that piggybacked another tragic loss this week. Kate Spade made hell of a name for herself, becoming not only wildly successful but an impactful role model for all women. But despite all the money, success, trophies, fame, and physical “rewards” that come with notoriety, sometimes we can’t escape certain terrorizing demons. This sheds a light on some really sad statistics about Americans, and the world we live in.

Just know that someone’s here. Even I’m here.

xoxo,

La Glam Greek

Crisis Text Line
National Suicide Prevention Hotline
International Association for Suicide Prevention 

Anyone who says they have the most perfect relationship with their mother can kiss my… just kidding. But seriously, how many times do we have some choice words to say back, perhaps roll our eyes, or sigh exasperatingly at what our moms have to say about how we live our lives? Just me? Yeah… I guess I can be a pain in the…

But the little lady that housed me in her belly and then spent her life giving me a life of lessons and unforgettable memories/experiences from her raising me into the adult I am today, is THE sweetest angel there is. She’s kind, loving, SO SMART!!! (sometimes too smart, it’s scary), beautiful, warm, compassionate, peaceful, selfless, calming, level-headed and so strong. Not only to us, and those she loves, but even a stranger on the street. She’s taught me what it is to be a decent human being in a world that can be mostly cruel and cold, she lives her life out by one of my favorite Commandments – Love thy neighbor. Not only has my family been able to experience and love the woman that loves God so completely, but so have the people that ever come in contact with her. I’ve never met, and probably never will meet a woman more generous with her love than my momma. Which is why this first post I’ve written in a while, is dedicated to the precious gem I call, Mom.

You know those commercials around the time that the Olympics air, summer or winter, usually from like, Cheerios or some milk commercial, where they show all the behind the scenes of the proud mamas? (the ones that get you right in the feels??) Well I always think about those around Mother’s Day, because oftentimes we get to where we are as adults and THEN look back at all the behind the scenes works our Moms did for us – wake us up early for school, make our lunches, make sure we eat breakfast, make sure we do our homework & work assignments, came to all of our games, dance recitals, concerts, school plays, taking pride in everything that we do, etc, and the list goes on…

I know, Moms are pretty rad right?? So I’ve compiled my TOP TEN REASONS WHY MOMS ROCK!!! (in no particular order)

  1. Let’s start with the first – she carried us in her tummy for months and then, had to endure this thing called labor where she has to push something the size of a small watermelon out of her body. Or hopefully she had a Stork deliver you, either way, they gave us the very life we breath, so thanks for that!
  2. Sweet notes they leave – in lunch boxes, and maybe now that it’s 2018 – in a text message or email – just letting us know how much they love us
  3. Always making sure her babies are fed.
  4. Providing unconditional love – would never understand that concept if it weren’t for mothers. What if I had turned out to be a huge eff-up?? My momma would still love me 🙂 (probs, I hope!!)
  5. Because – WHO RUN THE WORLD? – GIRLS! – Without mamas, how would we as ladies, know how to act and how would fellas learn how to treat a lady?
  6. Superhuman strength – emotionally (& sometimes physically! ever heard of moms lifting vehicles off a baby?)
  7. They always have your back
  8. Talk about a cheerleader!! I can’t imagine not having my mom at every home game and every dance competition
  9. Making holidays fun & bright
  10. THE ULTIMATE SLEEP SACRIFICE – and for this I am ETERNALLY grateful (because, boy, do I LOVE ME SOME SLEEP!!!!)

for this and SO many reasons more, I think it’s safe to say that we children are not worthy of YOU QUEENS!!!!

Thank you Moms of the world!

and to mine in particular, and my sister – who’s now a mother of her own – love you forever.

xoxo,

The Glam Greek

So you don’t have a Valentine this year, boo freaking hoo!

If you’re under the age of 22, I can see how not having someone to buy you a large teddy bear & big balloon can sorta suck, but after 28 years of life, Valentine’s Day isn’t all its cracked up to be even when you’re boo’d up.

This year, I’m flying sola and loving it. There’s no pressure to partake in the cheesiness of it all, although I am wearing pink right now – but I would’ve worn pink or red regardless of the holiday, okay?! However, I understand how this holiday brings awareness to how “single” one is, has been, or can be and I comprehend the anxiety of it all, especially at my age –

OMG I’M SINGLE!!!

WHY DOESN’T ANYONE LOVE ME?

I’M GOING TO DIE ALONE AND ALL MY CATS ARE GOING TO DEVOUR MY FACE!

But then I pulled myself together, and compiled a list of 10 reasons why I will enjoy my singleness this Valentine’s Day!

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Well. It’s been quite a week.

It’s hard to believe that it’ll be 70° through the weekend since we had a minor ice-pocalypse at the start of the week.

But this is Houston. Nothing new. Honestly, sometimes I wish for a mini-disaster like ice or snow in our southern, humid little city for an extra day of repose that you don’t have to request off. Even BETTER was that it fell a day after MLK day, which a good handful of people had off. Including me.

So I had Monday off, which turned into “All school districts are closed, if you decide to come in, please use caution”- Tuesday, which then turned into “there’s an overnight hard freeze warning, school districts remain closed”-Wednesday.

It was glorious!

Here’s the thing about Texas though, our weather is relatively temperate all year round, so something like a flood or ice/sleet/snow make us all a little stir crazy!

However, considering I’m on my own now, I wasn’t quite as prepared as I should’ve been for the impending doom. I was out of town the weekend, and returned late Sunday, spending Monday resting my minor sinus infection/enjoying my God-given day off. So I had no food.

In vain, I tried ordering pizza for delivery. But they weren’t delivering. So we tried Uber Eats, ’cause you know people be hustlin’ if they driving for Uber! The order was placed, processed, made and PICKED UP, but then… they cancelled on us.

In fury, we walked down to the bar Down the Street, literally down the street, for some sustenance & alcohol, you know – to keep us warm (and sane #Texas).

Even though it wasn’t Pink’s pizza, and we had to venture out in the cold, it was still such a good time!!

Just being able to get out of the house, finally finding somewhere open, enjoying the rare weather and good company – Houston Snow-mageddon 2018 was definitely one for the books.

Hope everyone is having as an eventful start of the year as us here in the south!

xoxo

the Glam Greek

Well, we’ve made it to the second weekend of 2018, y’all!

If you’ve never had a hangover before, I’d say the first 10 days succeeding the holidays is much like one – your head (and everything else on your body) hurts, you’re trying to get back into the groove of day-to-day life while feeling bloated and gassy from all of the alcohol, carbs and calories and telling yourself that you’ll never celebrate the holidays so hard again.

The past few years I personally have not been able to bounce right back into the swing of things on January 1st, and this year was definitely no different especially in the fact that I made the genius decision to move New Year’s Eve weekend. I was adamant in starting the New Year in my new place but had little plan of how I would do that. So I called the movers, got my bed and night-stand over and would figure out how to haul the rest. Although it was a hectic time to make the move, I’m so happy that I’m writing my first post of this year from my new digs!

This year’s NYE was chill AF, but spent away from my fam! Being a minority means that your holidays MUST be spent with your family. But what if you’re brought up in the States and are 28 years old? Yeah, I wanted to spend it out with my friends for once, ya know?

Here’s the thing though – my friends are chill AF, and it was a glorified lounge fest which I LOVED because I wore heels, but I didn’t really have to wear them.

And then we had a photo shoot, because they’re my friends and we’re kinda cute!

Even though it was chill af, I obviously made sure I dressed & glammed up extra AF. If there were ever a time to stay true to my Glam Greek self, it’s the holidays.

I paired my favorite holiday sweatshirt with a white beanie with gold metallic stitching together with a gold sequined skirt & red heels to coordinate with this gorgeous red lipstick by MAC called “Fashion Legacy”. I wanted to bring in 2018 as stylish as ever to bring in a stylish New Year. I completed my look with a gold smokey eye using the Too Faced Chocolate Gold palette which I’m LOVING! (review coming soon)

I’ve had a pretty hectic start to 2018, and actually am spending this second weekend of the year fighting off a nasty sinus infection. But just because the start of this year hasn’t been what I expected, neither is life, it doesn’t mean it won’t be stellar. 2018 is going to be a good year, y’all, I can feel it.

Hugs, kisses, and best wishes for 2018!!

All my love,

The Glam Greek