I miss the feeling of...

excitement when getting on the Jet and knowing I'm going to one of my favorite places, NYC.



the grass titillating my body as I lay in Central Park making loony faces at the camera.

I Miss You.

Youre always on my mind nyc.

I need to see you again. ASAP.

Happy Feet

We could walk these city streets all day and night. With a pair of comfortable shoes of course.

If you mess with me

* Ill come into your sweet little cupcake shop

* take pictures with your un-carved pumpkin

* Have my friend eat all your not so good key lime cupcakes

* Take pictures of the pirate on the witness protection program doing a horrible job

* Take pictures of the pirate's boo Pablo doing a horrible job.

Don't tell me not to take pictures of you because you "cant be on the Internet" and that you "cant be on facebook" because believe me, you WILL be on the Internet. =)

My camera went for a swim

Let me tell you guys a story. Straight to the point.

I see a pretty neat wall pasting of Madonna at the Meat Packing District and I get the urge to take a picture. As I hand the camera to Amy, it falls into a huge, dark, icky puddle of water. =( My jaw dropped as well as my heart. The end.

I havent attempted to turn it on and see if it still works for fear that it is not completely dry yet, but the lens is a bit messed up. What sucks is that I'm still in New York and have sooooo many more pictures to take. Thank god for Raquel and her super duper cool and dandy camera.

This is the last picture taken before the horrible accident.

Life WAS wonderful.

Not worth the price

I had a fairly large $5.00 Red Velvet cupcake from Bouchon Bakery located in the Time Warner building adjacent to Colombus Circle. Not worth the money at all. Very disappointed. The frosting was OK. The actual bread was less than average. Buttercream, you still have my heart. Thats all.

A Couple of Hours Before Taking Off

We headed to Times Square to do a little bit of souvenir shopping for our loved ones before heading back to Miami and bumped into Juniors. No, Diddy didn't make us walk a crazy amount of miles to get him some cheesecake. What we did do was go in, skim through the menu, grab carrot cheesecake samples, and walk right out. Yeah thats what we did. Dont you dare judge us.

Thank you Amy!

If it weren't for this lovely lady, Raquel and I would've probably stayed under the Manhattan Bridge while visiting NYC.

Our humble home in Harlem for that week.


The gift bag we found when we arrived from the airport. It was full of hair and body products from Bumble and Bumble and M.A.C.


She's so cute! Feel free to click on the picture to enlarge it and take a glance at the message on the sticky note.


Thank you for letting me invade your space and privacy. Oh, and for letting us stay up extremely late even when you had to work the following day. =) Cant wait for the next trip up there!

Our Last Night in NYC

A toast to a remarkable trip!


We were treated to dinner and drinks at Gente by Luis who is better known as The Meat Man for undisclosed reasons. It was my first time meeting the cool guy and his sweet/funny brother Mike.

The drinks kept coming and the fun times kept rolling. Mike was getting all the love!

As if the alcohol that was consumed wasn't enough, we headed out to Astoria in Queens to have more drinks. Before arriving to our destination, we had a photo shoot in the middle of Grand Central Station and the pictures are evidence of our slight intoxication caused by Cosmos and Sour Apple martini's.

Group shot at Beer Garden.

BEFORE 2 pitchers of Sangria.

AFTER 2 pitchers of Sangria.

We knew it was time to call it a night once Amy fell asleep on the benches. Thank you to Luis and Mike for showing us ladies a good time and driving us back home. It was greatly appreciated and tons of fun.

Cafe Lalo

So Raquel takes me to have brunch at Cafe Lalo on the West side between Amsterdam and Broadway before what would be the death of the best $25.00 hair blow dry I've ever had. Apparently the place is known for the movie "You've Got Mail" and if you know Raquel, you'd know that's her favorite movie.

I had the Moroccan Delight which might not look appealing to the eye but believe me, it taste better than what you think. Of course, I didn't eat the olives nor the pickles. I'm so picky.



Some diet coke to wash it down. I seriously need to lay off the coke. Wait...WHAT?!?

To Jersey and back!

After leaving our sweat and tears behind in Brooklyn, Raquel and I headed back home to freshen up and part ways for some hours. She had some family matters to attend to back in Passaic, NJ so I took advantage of time and took the train into the city to meet up with Janelle at her job. It was my first time riding alone and if I may add, I did pretty good. Once I met up with her, we took a 30 minute bus ride to her temporary place in West New York. Her aunt has the one of the nicest views of Manhattan's city line.

Once Janelle finished getting ready, she and I drove up to Passaic to rescue our damsel in distress and headed back to the city to Serendipity which is a real charming place also known for their colossal desserts.

The decor of the place is that of a page from Alice in Wonderland. Its a whole bunch of things put together so there is a lot going on but i loved it.

I don't like coffee nor $15 mugs.

My Ladies and I ordered a gigantic Banana Split the size of your head. We shared it amongst us three and still couldn't finish it.

Dig in!

I wanted to buy something from here for all of my friends and family back home but their souvenirs are way too pricey for what they're worth if you ask me. I still recommend the place to everyone and if you go, you can buy ME a souvenir! =)

Doughnuts and a hot day in Brooklyn

I was still pretty full from brunch but Raquel dearest always has space for sweets. ALWAYS. She ordered about 10 different doughnuts at Doughnut Plant just to try all the flavors.








There was an extended list of their diverse flavors inside. I contemplated on trying a Tres Leches doughnut but decided to try the Lavender instead.





Tasted like Mistolin floor cleaner but in a good, edible way. I took about 3 bites and saved the rest to share later on with Amy. I was stuffed.

We walked it out afterwards, and when I say walked, I mean it. Think of the longest walk you've ever had on the hottest day you've ever experienced and it could very well be equivalent to our walk to the Brooklyn Bridge.

We walked through China and back to get there. I felt out of my element. lol As if the never ending walk wasn't enough, we had to walk up the slightly steep walkway to the bridge. Too many people. Too damn hot. That's why 1. we only made it to the beginning of the bridge 2. That's one of the most fake smiles Ive ever had to pull out of my bag.



You try genuinely smiling at the camera when you re sweating like you just got out the oven and your hair has become a mess from all the humidity.