Maturity. Oh, that! 

Ah! Adulthood. Who can raise their hands and say they’ve got their shit together all the time and have it all figure out?? ….

Eh?? Yeah. Me neither. I get it, we all have our days, our moments, struggles. 

Yet there’s something about growing up that some individuals haven’t yet grasped. Social media; mixed with love and putting your entire life, your emotions on Facebook. Stop there. Please 🛑. 

Expressing your love to your gf/bf, significant other etc, excessively on fb, is not showing that your not ashamed of your love, it’s not showing that you’re ready for a grown up relationship, it’s in fact on the contrary. You’re showing us that you seek a validation of acceptance so that everyone can see your love life exists. Truth is? Nobody gives a shit. Sorry that was too brutal. But really. It doesn’t mean we don’t care and hope you have a nice life, we just don’t care to see this : 

Omg baby I love you so much ❤️💕 ,Omg I love you Too. ,Omg let’s have lunch at so and so. —— 2 days later – in a relationship // 4 weeks later baby on the way :  Omg I can’t wait for the baby to come // You’re gonna be such a good mommy/daddy —2 days later ——single *Fuck, this. I’m so hurt . I’m done.*

Whewwww, that’s exhausting and all in less than a year….Ok: explain to me what the fuck about this is mature??? You’re screaming out your self esteem to the world and then it crashes all over you, you’re devastated, you’re hurt. So on…… 

maybe — you need to keep your private life private. 

 No. I’m not talking about pictures. 

I’m talking about excessive love talking comments and statuses. Seriously.  Your relationship is between you two. Not 3 other people and certainly not 7,097 friends or However many you have on social media.

Have you ever thought that there are people who rejoice with you on your upcomings and blessings and there are also those who laugh at you, at your downs. 75% of the reason your relationship became a relationshit, is because you shared it with unimportant people and gave people too much info they didn’t know. 

I was recently following a young couple who had been together for maybe not a year yet ? I may be wrong. Every day there was so much excessive love talk. And baby this baby that. I wanna have your kids and more….geez. I’m feeling suffocated just reading that. And I’m not being mean. But really. Keep your private life private. It’s sweeter that way. Anyways, the couple are now having or expecting a child. Yesterday everything was hunky dory, today – single.

Really ?? 

Do you think that when you bring another child in this world, you should behave that way, or if you’re a child already, shouldn’t you be taking protective measures to not conceive more stupidity??? 

It’s ok to love, to care, I do too. But hey let’s keep things healthy. Let’s not involve social media on every move, chances are- every relationship that is dependent on social media will crash and burn so hard. #letsgrowup 

I ask you, if you’re a youngster, stay in school, love is beautiful, but let’s not start conceiving children if your brain is not yet developed!!! 🙈💪🏼

Desperate times called, they want their desperate  measures back. 👋🏼

I’ve reached a certain point in my life where I feel like- I know where and how respect is earned. I know how a woman needs to treat a man, and vice versa. I know when enough is enough and that pain has nothing to do with love. I know that all that fate crap and everything happens for a reason; it’s not real. It’s just made up fantasy shit. I don’t buy the Disney crap. I don’t fall for it. I’m not 16. I hardly trust anyone and when I did trust them they let me down. Here’s why I bring up this subject. I’m way not cut out for this line of crap. But something inside me couldn’t hold anymore. When I see women so desperately contacting their ex’s, it makes me really wonder. It’s oblivious to me. What is it that you do necessarily need from this person that you have to contact him day and night. 2am, 3am, etc. Have you no dignity? No respect for yourself? 

If the relationship is over. What are you searching for in this man? Did you think that maybe he has a new life? New relationship? New things going on? Get the hell over this thing of contacting him non-stop and find a new fling..

It’s unbelievable to me the measures some women drop to. Look, This person is not the only person to come to for advice. If that’s what you’re looking for- you have your friends, and certified doctors. If you’re looking for a fling- there’s that saying “other fish”, and if you’re looking for a bff. Well- your ex isn’t the answer. 

I’ve had jealousy when I was a kid. I was 16, 18. Okay 20? But when you’re 33 and women are repeatedly messaging and begging the man in your life to call them. It’s disturbing and inappropriate. Nobody is against being friends, and being cool. But asking him what he’s doing at 4am, isn’t being cool. It’s a call for desperation. Get a life and move on!!!!!

Jealousy isn’t even a question. I find nothing wrong in being territorial. It’s because I know what I have next to me. And I am appreciative of that and grateful of the person next to me. It’s very aggravating to me when I see women do this. I remember ending my past relationships….you know, Regardless the reasons. When it was over it was truly over. If that person deserved to remain friends; it was a very distant friendship. Nobody called or texted the other at 2-3 am or 5 am. Asking what they’re doing?! As a matter of fact, I don’t give a fuck what he was doing. Which is how it should always be. Nobody said you have to be mean or hate your ex’s: but there’s a point in time when things just have run their course.

No- you’re not bffs with the man in my life. 😂

No you don’t need to ask about his day, no you don’t need to talk to him on the daily to “catch up”, and no you don’t need to confide in each other: this is what he has ME for. Best advice for women like this is – kindly do yourself the honor to move the fuck on. Adios 👋🏼


I’m the one who makes his favorite coffee, I’m the one to get to call about his day and fix him dinner. I’m that one to run his clothing through the laundry machine and take them to the dry cleaning. I hate to say that word again but here it is….it is “I” as in me
I’ve had enough of stressing and worrying in my life. Crying every single damn night! Nightmares and night terrors that sometimes even to this day I have. Was always wondering if the man was cheating or lying. I’ve had enough lies and bullshit told in my face. I’ve had enough of being slapped emotionally and in some cases physically. When I have something and someone SO dear to me. It’s….it’s important to me. More than any desperate bitch can imagine. So if you ever found that you can’t move on, find the dignity in you, respect yourself, put on your little walking boots and walk away, because it’s long overdue. 


Once upon a photo shoot…..😍

I was broken, fragile. It was spring of 2016- last year to be precise. I had been dealing with a great amount of pain, stress and unnecessary. But in some sort of weird, way I been craving and missing that creativity that feeling of doing something that made me feel alive again. Photoshoots. 

My trust in photographers in LA has long faded….my trust in men has also faded more than anything. I met someone on the Internet. I promised I wouldn’t get mixed up in those kind of things, it’s only a call for trouble. Yet maybe in my thoughts it was harmless. It was…… so I met him at the nearest mall, only to decide on a coffee shop. He was tall, very handsome; my God he was so….yeah. Ok. He had this black tee on with black jacket and black pants. His hair was a bit longer in the middle, some sort of fancy Mohawk. I can’t explain….I wanted to know more, who he is, what’s his story? I was willing to talk about mine…..and so it began:

one coffee, another one…and I’ve become addicted….to, coffee ☕️ 

I’ve began to meet with him more, on rare and random occasions. Maybe many times I’ve found reasons or excuses to see him again. He made me feel this….this warmth. I feel safe. Gosh it has been so long I felt that way. So coffee dates became Photoshoots….and Photoshoots became, well. Let me explain. 

He had to leave the county for a week. I was at the edge of my seat wondering if and when he’ll get back…more-if. I was anticipating his return. The way he hugged me, the way he laughs and jokes. He’s a….he’s a really special man. 

Soon as he returned I found that I wanted to be around him more….more like everyday. Do I sound stupid? Did I scare myself ? I’ve just gotten out of a really messed up relationship. The fact of the matter is that I wasn’t scared. When you truly want something and when you’re happy around someone, Fear should never exist. 

Today, a year later. I sit next to this man, everyday. I ask him what he’d like for dinner, I surprise him with sweet breakfast in bed, he takes care of me, he protects me, he is ….he’s next to me….even as I write this. 

I don’t think there’s a heaven or hell. But if there was, this has to be the closest thing to heaven. Today — this man is my best friend. And I can’t imagine a more beautiful story…..❤️

First Blog – Womens Day

March 8 International Women’s Day. 🌹

It’s not just your ordinary “Mother’s Day”. It’s an excuse to celebrate us wonderful women. 💪🏼💄💐

Competition? Jealousy? Insecurities ? We should embrace each other, support one another, and stand up for each other, you know. 
Noi trăim într-un moment în care ne petrecem mai mult timp plângând despre alte persoane, decât sa avem o conversație reală cu prietenii noștri …
E trist, dar adevărat.
Când ne uităm la fete, primul nostru instinct este să le judecăm, ce poartă, de ce pantofii ăia, deși, și în mod serios, uita-te la nasul ei! 

Fetele sunt atât de mult cu prejudecăți….despre orice, și toată lumea, dar, în special, reciproc. 🙄

Dar, de ce? … Concurența? Gelozie? Nesigurantele?
Ar trebui să ne îmbrățișăm unii pe alții, să se sprijine una pe alta. #womanpower

Viața mea ca o tânără, (nah nu că-s bătrâna acum) 😂 doar sincer ar fi fost mult mai ușor în cazul în care fetele în școala mea a fi trăit de acest motto.

Mă străduiam să ma integrez și să fiu “populară” în școală, pana mea daca a-și fi avut voie sa ma machiez a-și fi făcut si asta, doar mi-a fost o groaza sa într-un clasa si iar sa aud- ori despre fruntea mea de la “mars”, sau urechile de gen “Dumbo”, si sunt sigura ca mulți au avut probleme cu asta. Când defapt ce a fost mai important : e ce înveți? la ce te pricepi? Ce citești? Ce pasiuni ai in viața? -Nu ce crede băiatul din clasa de matematica de tine. Dă-l dracu de el băiat. Nah. Asa a fost.  
Ne-am îmbrăcat în cele mai bune îmbrăcăminți a noastre, să impresionam, și cine are cea mai bună imagine pe myspace să fim inundați cu complimente. Auleo.

It’s time to make a change girls! For everyone’s sake we should be standing together.

I urge every one of you females, who have gone through the judgmental and false assumptions, that you’re a “ho, a bitch, fake,” the list goes on. C’mon- we’ve all done it. I admit myself. Think for a moment what the other girl has dealt with. We don’t always have it easy- we get enough of the judgements from guys/men. 

I think we’re so worried about what men think sometimes we start to think they have all the power over us. #nope 

Women need to empower one another, not tear each other down!

🌷🌷🌷 have a beautiful woman’s day!!