Sunday, August 28, 2011


How awesome is this watermelon "cake" idea?  I found this over on veggiebelly this morning and I am definitely bringing this to my next party or picnic.  It's all about presentation, and this is amazing!



Just a few iPhone snaps from today, since we're still waiting to pick up the 60d.  It's been so nuts around here now that we're both fully getting into the swing of  working full time again.  I really value my days off with her (and him!) The next thing to do is to try and get into a new routine.  I'm not really good at balancing life right now- it's mainly all work and all baby.  I'm lucky if I get to sneak in a shower or a meal, let alone making time for my husband, marriage, or side projects I had going.  But I'm getting there.  It's really a hard process, this whole "juggling" everything thing.  Who knows, maybe one day I'll wake up and it will just make sense to me. 

Friday, August 26, 2011


So as I was riding the train home from the city a few nights ago, I was reading my Pulse News on my iPhone and saw that SwissMiss is hiring apprentices in their ga-ga-goooorgeous NYC studio!  Now, I am in no way qualified for the job, but man would I love to work in that studio every day.

Monday, August 22, 2011


For all you working mamas out there, I totally get where you're coming from.  It is such a bittersweet feeling to be able to 'do my part' in providing for my family.  I just went from a schedule where they were going to "ease me back" into working full time, to then... boom. 40+ hours. Overtime. Train commute and a busted car window.  It's been a crazy week!

As hard as it is to manage spending so much time away from my daughter and still making the commitment to continue to breastfeed, I feel so fulfilled with my job.    I'd have to say the part I love the most is how heavy my workload is.  You'd think the opposite right?  I did too.  After all I've been through lately, in my head I feel like I'd rather just lay low and not do a lot.  Slack off.  But as good as all that sounded in my head, slacking off doesn't fare well with boredom.  Actually, it encourages it.  I'm the type of person ( like a lot of you out there ) that gets bored reeeeeally easily, so being able to constantly have something to do with pressure, deadlines, responsibility, and the ability to be a point of contact for people has been a really great change.  I'm digging this.

I know there has been a lack of photos, the 60d is currently being babysat by some family members in Plainfield because someone accidentally forgot it there after Sofia's baptism party (whoops!) We will have more up soon of miss babycakes, I just wanted to make sure I let you readers know that we're doing everything we can right now.  We're taking the time to work really hard, earn money, enjoy our daughter and each other.  We're working on side projects, we're having a lot of late nights, we're trying to squeeze in moments to design, to paint, and sometimes just to sit down on the couch and catch up on Master Chef.  This is life now, it's different in a million crazy little ways.  We're learning to appreciate things as they come.  To do what we can in the moment.

Sunday, August 14, 2011


Here is a funny story about how a seemingly easy trip to the DMV turned into a near-catastrophic disaster. (Well, not quite, but it was pretty depressing.)

So last Friday was the only day that I could run to the DMV to get my new married-last-name license before I started a M-F work schedule.  I took the opportunity and packed up Sofia in the car and we headed out.  I was really concerned about getting a decent license picture this time, and told myself to wear my favorite purple hoodie, (even though we're in the middle of summer) and was giving myself a pep talk to smile naturally.  I picked up the carseat and hauled Sofia inside while we waited in line.  When I finally got up to the counter, I filled out the paperwork and headed to the cashier to pay.  Oh, crap.  They don't take Visa.  I only have Visa.  (WHO DOESN'T TAKE VISA?!)

Anyway-  I pick up the carseat and start walking out of the DMV to assess my surroundings:  where is the nearest ATM?  There is a grocery store a few blocks away and a bank a little further.  I go for the grocery store.  I walk outside in the 80 degree weather in my hoodie (stupid!) and take out sixty dollars.  I stick it in my back pocket and begin walking back to the DMV, carseat in hand.  Sofia is almost fifteen pounds now, and I think the carseat itself weighs about ten, so my arms are starting to burn and I put her down for a second to rest before I trek the last block to the DMV entrance.  We finally get inside, wait again, and go pay the cashier.  I feel around for the money in my back pocket... it's not there.  Okay, maybe it's in the front pocket?  Not there.  Now, I'm starting to panic... did I leave it in the carseat or something?  I nudge Sofia around, it's not in there either... I realize it had probably fallen out during our strenuous walk from the grocery store.  

Awesome.  I feel incredibly defeated at this point, I pick up the carseat and Sofia and I walk out of the DMV for the SECOND time.  On our way out, a kind gentleman retorts that, "yeah, that carseat 'aint that heavy, lady".  I pause for a second and decide that giving this man a piece of my mind ruins that 'new mom image' I have going, so I give a death stare instead and proceed to walk out of the building.  I am not physically able to carry her anymore to retrace my footsteps, so I lock the carseat into the car and drive past the area we were walking around.  From the car, I spot three twenty dollar bills floating in the wind by the sidewalk.  I know, I'm a ninja.  I stop the car, turn on the hazards, and get out running for my money like I'm in a cash machine game show.  I catch it all, despite the wind, and get back in the car and drive (once again) to the DMV.  Sofia and I head inside to wait again and pay the cashier for the third time.  The cashier tells me to take my paperwork and go sit and wait for my picture.  The result?  I look sweaty and angry.

To top off this complete fail of an afternoon-- as we were walking out of the DMV, I step on melted gum on the asphalt with my favorite pair of Tom's.

Single moms?  I don't know how you do it every day.

This was the final step to OFFICIALLY-officially becoming a De La Rosa, and while it might not have been a graceful exit, all is said and done.


For the past few months I've realized I've had an incredibly hard time remembering to live in the moment.  When we don't live in the moment, all we do is worry about what our future holds, what we could have changed in the past, and in turn, we lose sight of all the countless, amazing things that happen every day in our present lives.

Yesterday night was one of the last nights that I could see all of my very best friends before they end up leaving for colleges far away/different COUNTRIES.  Even one of my good friends that moved to Texas was going to be there!  I was so stoked!  All these amazing women were the ones I learned to hoop with, had some of the best times of my life with, and are basically my sisters from another mister.  Well, so many things have placed us in different states and cities it was hard to see each other all the time, that fact alone still makes me sad... and well, some of us even got married and had babies... *ahem*... (like you all have ANY idea who that was.)

These girls were meeting my husband for the first time, and we were all generally enjoying each other's company and jamming out with our LED hoops after the rainstorm.  It was so amazing- not to even mention that it's been nearly a year since I've been back in the circle!  The best part about last night was that I remembered exactly why I love hooping so much and why it's not just a silly hobby to me.  It grounds me, it quiets that chatter in my head.  When I am spinning in circles, the only thing that matters is that moment in time, feeling the flow of the music as the lights flash around me.  I look around and see my best friends spinning circles, little three year old girls trying it out for the first time, even grown adults giving it a whirl-- it brings people so much joy.  It's weird.  And you know when you have to be really focused?  When you're spinning with fire.


Not joking.  Fire is amazingly loud when you're whipping it past your body, it's warm, and it's blinding.  When you hoop with fire, you really cannot see anything around you except for the six wicks that are burning.  My friend Christine had an awesome plan, that if we saw one another catch on fire to yell "pineapple" (our safe word) and we'd drop the hoop and our safety would run over with the wet towel.  Exciting, right?  It's pretty hard to explain the exhilarating feeling you get when you're hooping, but I know now exactly why I need to get back in shape and back in the circle.  It's my place to let go of stress.  It's my place to remember who, exactly, I am.

First Burn of Summer from Kate Votta on Vimeo. PRESS THE HD BUTTON!
Getting back into the groove of things. Music by Lali Puna.

Monday, August 08, 2011


I'm sorry, I really am... I just can't not write anything for a whole MONTH!  That's craziness.  And also kinda boring.  So what I'm trying to say is, my "August Break Month" is now the "August Break Week".  And it's over.  I understand the concept, and was 'on board' at first- I am all about expanding your growth as an artist and taking the time to appreciate the beauty around you.  I just feel like I have so much going on in August that I'm going to want to talk about... it might not be super exciting, but it's worth having the memories to look back on.  Plus, you KNOW I'll still have the camera with me.  Who would I be if I didn't? Right. Not me.

So today marked my first day back at work after a whopping 10 weeks off for maternity leave. (I was pretty lucky).  I was having such a blast at home, and was finally getting into a rhythm with Sofia, we really were starting to understand each other and groove through our days: we'd wake up at the same time, get hungry at the same time... I don't know... it's a pretty cool feeling to be 'in sync' with your daughter.  And not all teenage-girl-party-'nsync style.  (Although, I'll love her through that phase too...)  But work wasn't so bad.  I was near panic-attack on the car ride over, and after reflecting on the day, I found it to be synonymous with the experience of a first school day, you know, all nervous and stuff like thinking you're going to forget the way to get to homeroom even though you know you've walked past that classroom a million times, saying hi to old friends, kinda missing your mom... you know, the whole thing.

I feel good.  I'm still hoping to make something more with my life, to get some other experience career wise where I can have a chance to provide something great for my family.  It's kinda like Katherine with her big girl paycheck.  As hard as I work and as much as I absolutely love what I do, part of me doubts how I can ever be satisfied heading home from a retail mall while wondering if I am honestly giving EVERY thing I am capable of, trying to create a living for this little girl?  What if it's more?  Why haven't I put my people skills to better use, my creative skills to better use?  How can I grow, and how can I improve-- where is my next step forward?  I need to be challenged, and I want to succeed.

I hope that there is a career path within this company so close to my heart that could land me in corporate some day, but it's a long process.  Now that I have more bodies to provide for beside myself, the pressure is higher and the bills are now x3 needing to be paid.  I'm not trying to have a pity party for myself through writing this, that's the farthest thing from what I wanted this post to be.  The fact of the matter is no matter what I'm doing or where I'm working, I will work damn hard to make sure my daughter has all of the experiences, education, travels, messes, and laughter she can get.  I'm not concerned with having money for the material luxuries, and Sofia may not have all the newest, hottest toys on the market, but the experiences?  I'll do everything in my power to give her those.  I want to take her everywhere.  Show her everything.  You can't put a price on memories.

I'm going to be grinding hard every day to improve, to develop my craft, and to constantly be looking for challenging opportunities.  Right now I may not to be able to spend every minute with my daughter, but someday, she will have a model to look up to.  One that teaches her to work hard, to never give up, and to be persistent and proactive in accomplishing her goals.  And of course, that love has a blinding power over everything: the love and respect for yourself, and the one for your family that burns brighter, deeper, and always radiates inside of you.


Sunday, August 07, 2011


Couldn't help but notice Sofia and Tessa were both in Paul Frank today!  YES!


Saturday, August 06, 2011

Friday, August 05, 2011

Thursday, August 04, 2011

Wednesday, August 03, 2011

Tuesday, August 02, 2011


After much deliberation, I've decided to try and participate in The August Break 2011.  It seems like I've already started down that path, but basically I'll be taking a short break from all the writing while still continuing my photography.  I'll be posting a picture (or pictures) each day through the month of August without spending the time to write any text to try and get myself off of the computer sooner and out into the world to enjoy this last month of the sunshine/summer.

I've been saying "no" a lot to getting out of the house, and I need to just get my butt moving and start exploring again.  I haven't been to a museum, a live concert, had a chance to bake, or been outside to hoop... so, I'm still going to have a photo presence this month over on D&SJ but won't write as much.  I'll get back to storytellin' sometime in September (if I make it that long!)   So here's to summer.  Here's to continually growing as a photographer.  And here is to telling stories through photographs.  HAPPY DAY ONE/TWO! ... I'm a day late! :)

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