There’s nothing more irritating than the sound of a neighbor’s generator as you sit inside a four-bedroom sauna going on 48 hours. Now imagine that noise x3 because every house around you seemingly has a functioning generator except for you. *eyeroll*
That’s how I spent most of Hurricane Irma. At my parent’s house in Hialeah, the city infamously known for water, mud, and factories. They live in the nice part, but still. My family didn’t evacuate, because most Miamians never do – and we’re always criticized for it. I left the beach by force, because my parents, like many others, were convinced it was going to be submerged and I would sink with it. Thankfully nothing happened to my apartment, or most of Miami Beach for that matter, but we were lucky.
But want to know what really grinds my gears?! My apartment had power the ENTIRE time. The State of Florida went into panic mode on Tuesday convincing thousands of people to run for cover for a storm that showed up on Sunday. I basically could have enjoyed the comforts of unlimited Netflix, hot meals, and air conditioning for days on end while Irma did her thing outside. Instead, I was held hostage in Hialeah for what seemed like an eternity – a very hot and humid eternity.
My hostage situation did have some ups though. I got to finally finish How To Murder Your Life, which ironically, made me want to murder mine. I highly recommend it BTW. I also saved a bird’s life, or at least I tried. It’s the thought that counts right?
Thankfully, the worst is over. I went to my neighborhood beach spot on 17th & Collins as soon as I got back & was shocked at how empty and peaceful it looked. No beach chairs, no banner airplanes, no boats flashing giant ads on LED screens, no tourists, barely any locals. It was eerily beautiful. So I laid there for a few hours by myself soaking in the rare moment. I hope that everyone that survived the wrath of Irma in the Caribbean, the Keys, and the rest of Florida are able to recover quickly.
This week the stars aligned and I was lucky enough to find out about a Dashboard Confessional concert taking place minutes away from my house – and it was totally gratis.
Shoutout to Ford and Billboard for collaborating and throwing this amazing free event in one of my favorite local venues, the Miami Beach Fillmore. Ford Front Row was a four-part concert series that took different acts to four major cities including LA, NYC, Atlanta and Miami.
Miami’s show featured the Mowgli’s, a super fun band from LA who I also happened to have seen live at a dingy club during my time in Chicago. They were just as awesome as I remember, so I’m happy they’re moving on up and got to play a much cooler venue this time.
As for Dashboard, what is there to say other than SWOOOOOOON.
Chris Carrabba still wears his heart on his tattooed sleeve and I was loving every second of it. They played all the oldies. Literally, these songs were from 2001 and 2003. Then he introduced some new songs, which still had the same feel as the old stuff so I’m very much on board for this next album.
A little nostalgia on a Tuesday was just what I needed. My little emo heart is so full.
I remember when 30 seemed like a lifetime away, but life comes at you fast & this month I celebrated just that. Is it socially acceptable to celebrate your birthday for an entire weekend when you’re 30? I just did & I highly recommend it!
My birthday weekend was fantastic and it led to so much reflection, but I won’t bore you with that. Cinco de Suzie started off with my favorite tacos & guac for obvious reasons & was followed by an amazingggg Tom Petty concert on Friday night. Never in a million years did I think I’d ever see them live and in the flesh so I was pretty pumped about this. Shoutout to my aunt & her husband for hooking me up & feeding me alcohol all night!
Saturday was honestly so so so special. If you weren’t aware, I’m obsessed with rooftops, so I of course had to celebrate 30 on the only rooftop in Downtown Miami. I had a sunset soiree at Pawn Broker at the Langford Hotel, once of my favorite spots & it was PERFECT. It was everything I dreamed of (except I actually did have a dream about it like two days before and it was a complete NIGHTMARE, so this was actually way better haha). So many of my amazing friends came together under the perfect Miami sky to celebrate life, the music was ON POINT, there were bubble bath drinks! I truly had the best time. Did I mention I had the cutest effing mermaid cake on the planet? Pics below 🙂 Afterwards, a few of us went to Basement at The Edition Hotel and danced until 4am because, balance.
Sunday was filled with sunshine, moscow mules, inflatable unicorns, more tacos, and two of my favorite people.
30 is going to be great. I feel it in my bonessss.
While my 20’s were very much YOLO inspired, my 30’s are going to be about balance. I truly believe that’s the real key to happiness. Whether its balance in your career, your love life, or friendships – you can’t let any one thing consume you, and you also can’t neglect one without hurting the other. BALANCE. So live a little, love a lot, and laugh even more, because life’s too short to stress. Did I just become wiser? It must be thirty.
Life can sometimes be stressful or hectic or both, which is why it’s important to treat yourself every now and then. I don’t mean that in a materialistic sense, but rather with experiences and lasting memories. Last week I treated myself – a lot. I was able to do some much needed recharging and self reflection that was so impactful that one week later I’m still thinking about how amazing it all was. I started my week off with sky wave yoga. If you’ve never been, prepare to have your mind blown…
1111 Vibes hosts sky wave yoga every first Monday of the month at the top of the 1111 garage on the corner of Alton & Lincoln. It was the most uplifting and spiritual experience I’ve been a part of in a while – and now I’m hooked. I’m not a yogi by any means, but I am a sucker for some hippie shit and between the sound bowls, the smell of burning sage, the cool breeze, and Jodina Carey – I was sold. I left class that night so cleansed and inspired with the biggest smile on my face and I can’t wait for the next one. I highly recommend it. No need to sign up. Just bring your own mat & $11.
That Friday I decided to join some friends for moonlight gong meditation at The Standard. The class features the soothing sounds of a gong while you float in a pool. Needless to say, there wasn’t much convincing needed to get me to go. The session was awesome, but I probably won’t be going back until spring or summer time because (I can’t believe I’m saying this) it was too damn cold. Although the pool is heated, the breeze coming in from the bayside was a little much for me and due to uncontrollable shivering, I couldn’t fully enjoy it. The free pass to the spa did make up for it though, and I’ll definitely be going back.
On Sunday I was on a cloud, but I wasn’t done treating myself. I needed more. Don’t judge me. A friend told me about Soothe so I downloaded it and basically had a personal massage therapist delivered to my home within the hour. Francisco was a magician, and he even brought hot towels with him. Download the app and use my code (NTXGD) to get $30 off your first massage. You’re welcome!
About this time last year something crazy happened to me. I was living in Chicago and had set up a dating profile, because whatever it was 2015. Let me live. I can’t really remember which one exactly cause TBH I tried them all. This one particular day I was actually on my way to meet someone for the first time when I got a message from a girl. Normally I would laugh at these messages, but this one was different.
She said she worked for the Steve Harvey show and had gone through my profile and thought I’d be a perfect fit for one of their segments. She asked me to call her and the rest is history. I cancelled my date, submitted a video talking about my dating life and why I wanted Steve’s help, filled out an extremely long, slightly embarrassing and detailed questionnaire about myself and what I was looking for. I did two rounds of interviews with producers and then I was finally chosen!
Now before you judge with your judging eyes, I was a big fan of Steve’s dating books. I didn’t know what to expect from being a part of the show, but I honestly had nothing to lose. If a little TV magic could connect me with my very own McDreamy, then why not? I mean, ultimately I wanted this to turn into my own spinoff show on Bravo, but I’ll admit that was a little ambitious.
Nothing ever came out of my 15 minutes of fame, but it’s an experience I’ll never forget. They flew my friends up for the show and put us up in a swanky hotel for two nights. Steve never brought me back on the show or matched me with any guys. I’m still single, happy, and hoping something more thrilling than Netflix and chill dates will soon come my way. Life is good though. I’ve deleted all of my dating app cause I’m sorta hoping for that IRL kinda thing if you know what I mean 😉
“Miami sneaks up on you. Or do we change, and find ourselves sneaking up, washing up, ending up in Miami?” – Anthony Bourdain
Moving to Chicago more than two years ago was a choice I wanted to make. Looking back now, it was reckless and impulsive and ultimately stupid, but it was something I knew in my heart I wanted and there was no stopping that. I don’t regret. I actually miss it. Those years helped me evolve and I’m a better person for it. I experienced so much and met so many incredible people and that will always hold a special piece of my heart.
Moving back to Miami was not a choice I wanted to make. In fact, it was the last thing I wanted. I can’t tell you how many times I said, “I don’t ever plan on moving back to Miami.” But here I am, and somehow I’m okay with it.
It took me 20 hours to drive down with a truck full of anything I could fit. I had no job, no plan, and slept on my parent’s couch for a month. But in true Miami magic, I was offered a job doing what I love my first week back in town. One month later I was able to move in to the most perfect apartment on the beach – where PS it takes me less than 10 minutes to walk to work and about the same time to walk to the beach. I KNOW. IT’S LIKE A DREAM!
If ever there was a time I thought I made the wrong decision moving back, and trust me that first month there were lots, the moment I walk into the ocean, take a deep breath, and inhale that salty air, all doubts disappear.
The waves pulled me in.
I want to start this post by thanking the dozens of girls who’ve asked me about aerial yoga because you’ve inspired me to start blogging again.
While I was living in Chicago I discovered Air and pretty much became obsessed. I’ve never enjoyed working out. I don’t even want to admit that I once signed up for a gym (that was directly next door to my apartment) and I never once stepped foot in it. NOT ONCE. #Shameful. I know. But there’s something about aerial yoga that just works for me. I’m not a yogi. In fact I’ve only done yoga once in my life and that was one week ago. So basically, if I can do it YOU can do it!
Air is AMAZING and I highly recommend trying it out if you live in Chicago, Charlotte, Denver, LA or even Anchorage, Alaska. Seriously though, how does ANCHORAGE have a studio and Miami doesn’t?! Anyway, their classes are incredible, the teachers are the absolute best & the entire brand is just amazing. I’m obsessed with everything Shama Patel has created (she’s the founder of Mud too – my favorite facial spa).
Since I moved back, I’ve been missing the adrenaline rush & the after effects I would feel from taking an Air class, but I was determined to find something to fill the void. Luckily, my #silksister Sandy also just relocated to Miami from Chicago and found The Zen Spot. Here is my honest review:
Maybe it’s the overall genuine “niceness” that I got used to in the Midwest, but my initial first impression of my teacher was well, #RUDE and I left there with the same thought.
However, being the zen master that I am, I got over it and enjoyed the class. It was a lot more relaxing than I was expecting, but it was a nice way to transition back into it. I haven’t done aerial since April! Overall, the class was much different from Air in the sense that the music was not upbeat and there wasn’t a cardio component. I didn’t break a sweat and didn’t need a sip of water and somehow this disappointed me. Who am I?! The class consisted of mostly yoga positions and a few inversions which I was happy about cause tbh I didn’t think the silks in that room were sturdy enough for tricks, but they were! I felt super loose and relaxed afterwards and can’t wait for my next class!
- Your first class is FREE. Just create an account and sign up!
- There’s currently a Groupon with a pretty sweet deal on multiple classes. You’re welcome!
- If you want to sign up with friends, keep in mind that there are only 8 spots so sign up early.
- Bring your own yoga mat. No one tells you, but they charge you $2 to borrow a mat. #wack
I’ve never had much luck finding treasures in the trash, but the other night as I was getting home I found what looked to be a bar cart in perfect condition! I couldn’t believe it so I immediately hauled it upstairs and got to cleaning. I did some major disinfecting with some Clorox -because people are gross. Now, this baby looks brand spankin new!
BEFORE – so dirty!
After – so clean!
After a little research, I found out the cart is actually a “utility cart” from Ikea that retails for $30 which is a great deal, but I got it FO FREE!
I wanted to spruce up the cart and what better way than a little gold spray paint?! After protecting the white areas with newspaper (the most tedious part of the project), I got to spraying. This was actually my first time ever using a spray can. My only advice other than make sure you do it outside (obvi.), is to make sure you do it in the daylight (not so obvious.) so that you don’t miss any spots. Since the sun sets so early these days and I’m majorly impatient, I sprayed in the dark like a freak. This was followed by several touch ups, but the end result looks great!
I had been wanting a bar cart for months, but couldn’t justify spending more than $100 on just the cart itself without even adding on the dollars to stock it – cause I mean, that’s they whole point right?
Check out the final product below! I’m still working on adding a few more bottles, but this should hold me over for these frigid nights ahead! 😉
Although the weather during Memorial Weekend was amazing, last weekend (actually two weekends ago now #latepost) took a turn for the worse when temps literally dropped like 30 degrees over night and giant rain clouds decided to hover over Chicago for pretty much 24 hours. This though, was NOT going to bring me down.
On Saturday night, I took an awesome pottery class at Penguin Foot Pottery with my friend Sandy (who got me this as a birthday present). Why was it so awesome you ask? Because anything that is BYOB is awesome in my book. The class was small so it was perfect if you wanted a little one on one attention from the teacher, but that didn’t really happen cause our teacher…let’s call him Dream Crusher, was pretty much no help. When I asked if I could make a jewelry dish he responded with, “You don’t want to make that shit.”
He was very talented, don’t get me wrong, but he wasn’t the best “teacher” per-say. That’s okay though, cause I was going to make a jewelry dish with our without him and I did! Two in fact. Two abstract jewelry dishes. Suck it, Dream Crusher.
Check out highlights from my pottery adventure below:
The Dream Crusher
Doin’ my clay thang
It was the perfect birthday gift & i can’t wait to go back to paint my dishes!
& since we’re on the subject of my birthday (even though it was a month ago), I might as well include some photos from those festivities -which consisted mostly of beer!
I also received some AWESOME care packages from my family for my birthday.
The best kind of mail!
that’s all for now folks! xo
I know, I know. I haven’t written a blog post in FOR-EH-VERRRR, but I have valid reasons for this. Up until about two weeks ago all I could think about was when pesky winter would go away forever so that I could finally do hoodrat stuff with mah frandz (jk). I had minimal motivation & although weird & crazy shiet happens to me daily, I haven’t shared it because I’m selfish. But you guys! This weekend WAS IT. It’s gone. Like, for good. WINTER IS GONE! I’ve always heard that Memorial Weekend is the “unofficial start of summer”, but these things could never be applied in MI-YAMI, because whatever, it’s always sunny and it’s on a completely different wavelength than the rest of America.
But the point is, SUMMER IS COMING! I feel it in my bones. I feel it in my heart. I feel it in my soul. I SAW IT ON A SIGN! Words cannot describe the happiness I feel. #TeamNoPants has been in full effect & I find myself walking downtown, avoiding shady patches of gloom and instead standing longer than necessary in sunny spots and just smiling while looking up at the sky, like the freak that I am. It’s just..SO.MAGICAL. Sunshine is EVERYTHING!
So this is why I’ve decided to get back on the blog train. I feel alive and I need to express it. Winter had me feeling blue, and a part of me was frozen & dead, but I’M BACK! For the next 100 days of summer I am taking FULL advantage. I will do ALL THE THINGS. ALL.OF.THE.THINGS! No one will stop me!
This long weekend was outstanding. I seriously felt like it was a 7 day weekend because that is how many things I did. Here’s a recap of some of it..
Bowie, the #partyanimal at Sandy’s Dinosaur Birthday Party
Lights I put up for the patio partayyy
Unexpected brunch at Janik’s was the shiettt.
I’m obsessed with this honeycomb wonder in Lincoln Park
Yogis make me wanna be a yogi
Lincoln Park Zoo is probably the prettiest zoo I’ve ever been to
My spirit animal!
Sandy, the Egyptian
I swear I just wanted to swim in this tank with the seals.
Parson’s is the SHIT. Patio drinking will happen this summer.
Summer is my favorite. Stay tuned more adventures of Suz. xo