Happy Mother’s Day to my beautiful Mother, Renee! Here we are on the beaches of her home country, Venezuela, enjoying some sunshine at our favorite beach club, Club Puerto Azul, back in 1987. I can’t get over how cute these photos are and how much I want to go back to Puerto Azul with my Mom and little sister. Happy Mother’s Day to all the amazing mothers out there!
I really like this picture because I look like E.T.
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If there’s two things no one would guess just by looking at me, they are my Latin American heritage and my love of horror films. As an Irish/Latina, I’m just as proud of my unique heritage as I am my love of fashion. While my Dad is Irish American, my Mom was born and raised in Caracas, Venezuela. That being said, I’ve long had a huge adoration for fashion designer and fellow Venezuelan, Carolina Herrera.
Not only are her designs impeccable, but she carries herself with the such class. She’s truly perfected the kind of class that my Latin mother always raised me to have. If that wasn’t enough, Carolina Herrera has also perfected the iconic bridal gown dressing both American royalty and fictional characters in some of the most viewed weddings ever.
With their broad shoulders and crazy headdresses, I’ve never been a fan of 80’s brides, but I feel a personal connection to the shamrock-filled wedding dress Carolina Herrera designed for Caroline Kennedy. Shamrocks were said to be a favorite of JFK so Caroline requested the dress have shamrocks in memory of her father. As a proud Irish/Latina, I couldn’t feel more connected to a shamrock dress designed by a beloved Venezuelan.
Yes, I’ll admit it. I’m a Twilight fan and I’m totally Team Edward. The dress Carolina Herrera designed for the wedding scene of Breaking Dawn: Part 1, captured Bella’s simple glamour perfectly.
A lot of people don’t know this about me, but I’ve always wanted a hammock or as you would say in Spanish “Una Maca.” It’s not a secret or anything, it just doesn’t usually come up. Some of my greatest naps as a child were spent on hammocks either on the beaches of Venezuela or in the woods of Maine. I’m an Irish/Latina hence the polar opposite choices of vacation destinations. My background has really made me the well-rounded person I am today. However, I’m hoping that someday owning a hammock of my own will make me a well-rested person for once.
There’s just nothing like lying in a hammock on a warm day listening to the sounds of nature as it swings back and forth slightly. I have truly never experienced anything so relaxing. Really the only thing getting in my way of owning a hammock is the lack of space in my apartment. I guess I’ll just have to wait for the day when I have a backyard again or an apartment with a terrace to make this much needed addition to my life. But, that doesn’t mean I can’t start shopping.
Here are my top hammock picks for my future socialite residence:
This Memorial Day weekend, I was quite the NYC homebody. I ventured close to home to Central Park, Queens, and Brooklyn. Here are some of the highlights from my 2012 Memorial Day weekend.
I went to Central Park and to lunch with Cocktail Chic and her adorable dog Roscoe. It was Roscoe’s first trip to Central Park and I’ve never seen him so happy. At lunch, he needed a whole seat for himself because he won’t sit on the floor. It was a total Hilton sister moment.
A cloudy and humid day in Columbus Circle. This explains why there are no actual pictures of me in this weekend photo series. The intense humidity of the weekend was unflattering to my hair and skin. It’s going to be one hot and humid summer.
My mom, sister, stepdad, and cousin came into town Sunday on a whim. We celebrated our Venezuelan heritage at an Arepa Cafe in Queens. I’d love to return to the beaches on Venezuela someday. But, for now, I’ll have to stick to NYC’s Venezuelan restaurants.
An authentic Venezuelan brunch
This box that sits on a bookshelf in my cousin’s apartment in Queens, basically describes my life an Aspiring Socialite. I guess this city is full of dreamers. I need to get a dream box of my own.
You don’t meet very many Irish Latinas. So the uniqueness of this killer combo makes me proud to be one. While my father is Irish American, my mother was born in Caracas, Venezuela. Growing up, I would search the backyard for four leaf clovers then go inside to eat arepas, the national dish of Venezuela, for dinner. Some of my fondest memories as a child were spent on the beaches of Venezuela at both Club Puerto Azul and the island of Margarita. I really wish I could dance Merengue, but my Irish side simply won’t let me. However, like any great Latin American woman, I live my life as the star of my own telenovela.
The other day, my mom came to visit me in New York and we went to eat at a Venezuelan restaurant in Queens. Half way through a tequeño, I finally asked my mother something I’ve been dying to ask her for weeks now.
“ Mom, please show me the way. I would really like to be in a Pepsi commercial and have a clothing line. Show me the Latin ways of Sofia Vergara so that I might become more like her,” I asked.
She answered back by saying, “If I knew how to be like Sofia Vergara, I would have been Sofia Vergara. But, you should really watch Modern Family. It’s a good show.”
I guess there can only be one Sofia Vergara complete with her awesome style and accent. Modern Family just wouldn’t be the same without her. However, I’m still craving a bit more Latin flavor in my life of Northeast privilege. Perhaps, my socialite calling is a bit more international.