Puerto Rican Artist from NYC. Actress/Model/Writer/Singer. I write about everything: raw and real. I aspire to provoke emotion and spark change with my words. To learn more about me, visit www.aureaofficial.com
Love - The Highest Vibrational Frequency
This Valentine's Day, date yourself. In fact, date yourself everyday. Don't get got in this commercially run "holiday." If you're a woman (or a man - but this is mostly for women), you know we grew up in a society that emphasizes women finding love, settling down, growing a family, and so forth. It's in the movies and TV shows we watched and continue to watch, it's in the novels we read, it's plastered all over social media (#couplegoals), and as you approach your late twenties and thirties, the pressure is on.
Saweetie Meal: Endorsement for dis-EASE
Where do I even begin? I am writing this in the middle of a worldly pandemic where the media is programming us to believe that their experimental jabs are the cure to ending this virus, causing deeper divide within the Collective. Now more than ever, people are looking for ways to become healthier, and more conscious of what they put on their bodies as well as in it. So when I woke up this rising to see #SaweetieMeal trending on Twitter, my blood began to boil.
Contest to Hell
Amy has been living in NYC her whole life and has dreamt of her modeling career going big. She came across an ad in her favorite fashion magazine of a huge contest and decided to enter. The contest grand prize is the cover of October's issue, an agency contract and $10,000 to start up their own business. Amy must build her own team to do it and has just the right people! Her photographer, Mike had suggested shooting on this deserted block, with an empty Victorian home.
Is NYFW Truly Inclusive?
If you’re into pop culture and fashion, then you know New York Fashion Week (NYFW) just wrapped. And while we saw amazing, beautiful, new, and radical bodies on the runway for DapperQ, TomboyX, SavagexFenty, and Chromat, was NYFW truly as inclusive as it could be?
Petite Curve Matters Pt. 1
I've always been short and have always been picked on for my height, standing at 5'1." People have thought it was okay to pet me, call me names, but I don't think that got under my skin as much as the inability to buy maxi dresses and pants without tripping over them, having to hem them, or not being able to grow in height.
I Want My Mommy
It's been a solid year since I've seen my birth mother. If you've read my story Broken Promises, you would understand why. We've spoken over the phone, via text, all conversations lasting no more than one to five minutes. During the holidays, it was difficult, not knowing what to do. I've only just gotten to a place where I can speak to her as acquaintances and not have it affect me in a negative way all day.
Adulting with Depression
It's been one month since I've been on antidepressants. Now if you know me, or read my article on medication (see below for it), you would know that I have always had a fear of taking any form of medication. Fear of how it might change me, how I would feel afterwards, and how I would act once I started taking them. But I had to accept what was and that was this: I couldn't control the chemical imbalance in my brain. I couldn't control the fact that there were things I wanted to accomplish in life and I felt like my body simply didn't live up to my mind's capacity. I couldn't control the days where I was feeling super low and the other days where I was erratically high and moving at all speeds. It was all very inconsistent and super depressing, so I caved. Or so it felt that way.