Agent Gisele

message to a fan

2008-01-17T21:46:00.001-08:00

honey why do you think I want a burger? i really hope you're sleeping and you don't read this until tomorrow... but today really tested every single fiber of my being, and today is only preparation FOR TOMORROW... I love LOVE LOVE LOVE the motley crusie and you know that... it has CHANGED MY LIFE but somebody (not vince, not alan) has made a preposterous ridiculous inmensely selfish ass request that could should will NOT be done and this person has the power to switch the whole thing off... and my understanding by those who know him is that he WILL fire me and fire the agency if I don't give in to what he wants which I WILL NOT UNDER ANY KIND OF CIRCUMSTANCE POSSIBLE... HOney I want 2009 but not at the cost it is being asked of me... I cant say more and you know our conversations are to be kept private adn I know you won't tell, but you have to trust me that I'm doing everything possible, legal and logical to make it happen. sorry, i keep using you as a pillow into wich to scream when I don't want the world to see my weaknesses and I appreciate it.
pardon my grammar.
Gg

2008-01-06T21:39:00.000-08:00

The fact that I have becomed enamored with Chavela Vargas does not come as a surprise to me. I've always had a rebellious taste that frankly, I can't explain it even to myself... in everything; food, clothes, art, music... men.
What did surprise me is that I have apparently gone around a full circle, I had abandoned the idea that I indeed had "el gusto en el culo" and just come to terms that I felt a passionate admiration for such bizarre talents as Salvador Dali (have you ever seen "Un Chien Andalou?... don't.), Dada's Marcel Duchamp, Maria Felix, Frida, Pedro Almodovar, et al.
Until I became mesmerized by Vargas' raspy, almost manly voice, all these people were like "cuentas de un collar" disparate parts of my obsession... it turns out, that she (as lover of one, muse of another) brings all these people together with less than six degrees of separation. GREAT! film, paint, sculpture, beauty and now music!!! too bad I don't do drugs... actually, with these factors in play drugs might be superfluous.
The only thing Vargas could not do was bring all these former obsessions of mine to date... until I heard her sing with (thinking hard about the name....) Alejando Sanz (or Sans...) It's nice to know that although I can't for the life of me find definition, at least I can see that at some point it may all come into focus.

RIP Tia Elena

2007-10-28T08:19:00.000-07:00

La hermana mayor de mi Mama fallecio anoche en la ciudad de Santiago de los Caballeros.

Todas las personas que de una manera u otra fueron tocadas por esta bella persona estamos tristes por su partida.

Nunca olvidare los veranos que pase en tu casa, los animalitos que tenias en el patio... las tardes que pasamos jugando en el lodo, los reganos que nos dabas cuando veniamos todos sucios y enlodados que pareciamos "huerfanitos"La leche hervida que me brindabas, sin saber que yo era alergica! pero que tu pensabas que no me gustaba y la endulzabas con quick de fresa...

El olor de tu cocina, ni el calor de tus manos.

Gracias Tia! Nunca te olvidaremos!

Tardes Negras

2007-09-09T20:48:00.000-07:00

One time I read that distance was to love what the wind is to fire....
The wind can blow out a candle, but intensify a fire... I enjoy this metaphor inmensely... It reminds me that there is a fire inside, that not one person, nor distance or time can diminish...
I also enjoy the realization that NO ONE throws rocks at someone who is down... So if you find yourself in a situation where people are throwing rocks at you, it is only because you have achieved a level of success that calls for that. You might not have realized it, and that's what the rocks are, they tell you how high above others you are. ignore them. Intensify your search, your strenght, your own personal happiness... and move on. They will not stop throwing rocks, but they're gonna have to try a whole lot harder to reach you.
Las tardes negras? I just love Tiziano. I love that song. It reminds me of the fire.

2007-09-07T10:32:00.000-07:00

I laugh now, I smile more. i sti in my couch and read and work and listen to music and i smile.
I watch tv, the same re-runs I used to watch before (porque no tengo cable... por que crees que vi los tres seasons de 24 jajajaj! mentira... eso tiene su razon aparte) anyway, I watch the SAME everybody loves raymond, will and grace, family guy shows I used to watch before but now I LAUGH. I laugh outloud and I smile and the food tastes better and the flowes smell prettier!

I remember how when I moved out of the house I shared with Luis, when we moved to Homestead with my brother and Desi, I remember finding ol pics of me where I looked SO PRETTY, I was smiling and my hair looked great and my smile was pretty and my skin was beautiful... I was like "that' not me anymore" and I said to myself I wanted to be that person again!... es por eso que vivo tomandome fotos a ver si he vuelto a ser la misma persona... no tanto el pelo, ni la piel ni el cuerpo (obviametne stoy un chin mas gorda) si no la sonrisa... y me estoy cuidando mas, duermo menos pero he vuelto a mi rutina de belleza donde me lavo la cara, uso mascarillas, uso moisturizers y todo lo que se me aparezca por en frente... he retomado mi habito de 'mujer bonita' algo a lo que habia renunciado hace mucho tiempo. Volvi a sacar mi cajita de makillajes y he organizado mi wardrobe... puse todas mis 'joyas' y accesorios en orden y me compre un blower nuevo (super powerful jeje) Me tomo mi hora cada tres dias haciendome el pelo (como lo hacia SOLO si iba a visitarte)
para mi la apariencia es importante pero no tan importante como SENTIRME BIEN.. el truco es que si me veo bien, YO ME SIENTO BIEN.

tambien fui a victoria's secret y me compre un viaje de lociones y perfumitos... estoy trabajando mucho, pero busco la manera de cuidarme, de kerereme y hacerme feliz.

YO HOY me invente un plato.. it KICKED ASS!!!
coji una "tostada mexicana" que basicamente es una tortilla de maiz crujiente, de unos 5" de diametro.
le puse un huevo frito sunny side up arriva, y le puse una cucharada de Salsa (como chips and salsa)
entonces al rededor puse guacamole, sour cream y frijoles fritos... that shit was GOOOOOD!! jajajaja! llame al manager del restaurante donde trabaja luis, un Haitiano que se llama Michelot y me quiere muchisimo, y le conte... ya el me habia pedido mi receta de salsa en el pasado..... me dijo que fuera en la noche para el ver como lo hice y lo va a usar en el menu de los domingos.

blur to jonathan

2007-09-07T10:26:00.001-07:00

here I am a single mom, struggling to make ends meet and being increadibly underestimated by everyone around me... and I LOVE IT.
I LOOOOVE my life right now because es un preambulo de las grandes cosas que van a suceder en mi vida en los proximos meses/anios...

I love and enjoy every single minute of my life right now. I receive so much pleasure from teh work that I am doing because i know it is the path that is goign to take me to where I wan to be soon. I KNOW I AM GOING TO MAKE IT. it's been years and years of not knowing what I wan to do with myself. of not knowing what I could do, what I was good at... and now it is CLEAR to me. what I want, what I am good at.
this is a joyous time in my life.

I know I am working hard and I know it does not seem to everyone that the work that I am doing is worth what I am getting in return. but that does not matter. what matters is what I KNOW. what matters is that it makes perfect sense in my head. and what mattes is that God is opening the doors I need, and giving me the obstacles I need, because they make me stronger and they help me overcome and learn for the future. I thank God for every minute, every problem, every breathing moment of my life.

AND IT IS NOT becuase I will profit my client well over a million dollars in just ONE sale in 2009, it is not all aobut teh money. it is about satisfaction that it gives me to know I am taking my capacity to it's full extent. and knowing that my son will be proud of me one day... that just makes my night.

NAPOLEON IS DEAD!!! Long Live The EMPRESS!!!!

2007-05-16T17:37:00.000-07:00

I forgot...

Yes, he who rides with pride in his white horse...

He who is the finest thing God created after Godiva Chocolatier (y cuidao!)

He who tells me to "shut up and let him talk" so we can have a "DIALOGO"

HE IS GOOOOOONE... gooooone with da wind!!!!

Gisele is FREEeeeeEEEEEEEEeeeee

free like the wind and my heart with the wings

free like d buterflyl who dared come too close to the light

with burned wings BUT FREE TO HAVE THEM!

Will I miss him? of course! and I will thank him for the love, and the fact that one day, maybe for a minute... he loved me more than he loved himself.

Adios, Mr. Bonaparte!

I FOUND MAH BLOG!! bitches!

2007-05-16T17:31:00.000-07:00

I can't believe I let sooo long pass without even bother look for it!!

I even started blogging on myspace!!!

HELLOH! people who KNOW Me read that!!!! what am I crazy????

Let's see... I got lazy and was, um... let go of my fantastic job! only to find an even better one about 24 hours later! God Loves Gisele!

So Im back to my travels and my people and my Rockin'

But more doors are opening up... oh wait a minute.. who cares!

Sorry!!!

Next time, I'll write about what is like to find a bohemian looking apartment in Coral Gables.

I am SOFA king Read Todd Did...

2007-01-19T15:28:00.000-08:00

sooo tireeeed!!
sooo sleepyyyy
must work more
more hours
more office
more phone calls in the middle of the night
vince wants a grilled cheese sandwich
lia wants to move her massage appointment... again...
the playboy bunny... who invited HER? she needs a bra! get the WOMAN A BRA FOR GOD's SAKE!
some santa margherita please... more please.
pretty pretty pink toes... so pretty!!!

I saw a dead bird today, wait... I don't know what it was... it was a dead animal on the road... I gave up going out on Tuesday night because I WAS EXHAUSTED.. how do you spell exhausted?
Super Nova? somethinnng like daaaaaaaat...
the ship and dips was WAAAY better than teh crue... but I like the crue, girls alwyas like the bad boys, the bad, dirty, funny, drunken boys.. no body wnts to be with the barenaked ladies, well... no body with respect for the body that is ROCK AND ROLL!

ROCK ON... but quietly, cuz Gigi is sleeping....

2007-01-02T07:34:00.000-08:00

Que ridiculo eres... te vas a quedar ahi? Sin decir nada???? simplemente sperando que yo diga algo? que yo lo resuelva todo? ... no es por nada, pero no puede caerte de "sorpresa"... como es posible, que despues de decirlo tanto, despues de insisitir que no, que no y que no. Te sorprendas. La gente me irrita... tu me irritas. Crees que todos deven arrodillarse ante ti. Crees que me compras con dinero, apellidos, viajes, disparates... cuantas veces te he dicho, te he demostrado que esas cosas a mi no me impresionan... porque insistes? no ves? no ves como me escondo de la gente? no ves lo poco que me agradan sus aclamos, los 'piropos'? no ves lo mucho que odio cuando me pones en el medio del piso y me tratas como todo un trofeo?
Tus palabras de 'amor' son solo un showcase para 'marcar tu territorio'
otro monumento, para el gran Napoleon!
How long before you start 'clapping' at me??? how long before your demands make it all the way to the QUEEN?
what makes you think that I need you? what makes you think you can demand anything from me?
Nothing compares to the joys you bring to my life, but that is not to say that my life without you would be joy-less... you should be aware of my inate ability to find joy even in the darkest places. So get off your high horse, and choose... a life without fanfare, without servants, without bru ha ha... with me... or start looking for a new Empress... my darling.

MeXiCo LiNdO y KeRiDo

2006-12-28T15:48:00.000-08:00

no me digas mas 'giganta' no es mi culpa k seas chaparro!
como hablas! wey!
lol
i have always been enamored of the Mexican culture... the food, the dialect, the accent... the people. Frida, Diego, Maria (Felix), el cine... everything about this country fascinates me. that's a big ass country! Costa Maya es tan distinto a todos los otros lados de la peninsula de Yucatan... this time i found myself in a rain forest, ME MOJE! gracias a Dios que yo aprendi a secarme el pelo yo sola... porque ahi si es verdad que no hay salon "con señora Dominicana" como se anuncian aqui en Miami...
NO MAMES!

Vegas BABY!

2006-12-28T14:20:00.000-08:00

How did a girl that was born en la clinica Corominas, en Santiago de los Caballeros... find herself in the places and situations that I do????? Someone made a mistake... pero yo no voy a decir NADA...
SO I'm hanging out in Vegas with Vince and Tommy at the Vince Neil Ink tattoo shop, and I run into these KISS impersonators.. I was expecting Elvis, but these were better!! eran unos enanitos y una tipa gordisima, pero me tripiaron! I took a pic with them, and the japanese gogo dancer, adn with the Philipino couple who had just gotten married and where wearing their wedding garb... all those people, like within 30 minuts of me arriving in Vegas jajajaja!
I loved this place, the weather, the food, the nonchalant attitude... it didn't matter what I was wearing or what I looked like, I walked in wherever I felt like it and felt like I owned the place. Amazingly enough, it didn't get to my head. I humble at the marvelous opportunities that God puts in front of me. Like meeting Tom. What an amazing human being!!! I can't believe you can learn so much from a simple ol' man... becase he was OLD, and BALD, and PLAIN... but that's just the packaging... and one thing I know, packaging is NOTHING when it comes to value.
I'll be damned, the day that I forget the first time I met Steven Tyler. AND how hot JOE PERRY is... damn...
NOW... about the entertainment business... it's all a show... a business... an act. I'll never forget picking up Tommy Lee (whose bodyguard is my new best friend) at his hotel and realizing he was wearing an outfit I have seen my mom in!!!!! ... (I'm not lying! My mom has the same white pants and white and black stripes shirt!) ... I had already made him upset when he tried to hit on me and I told him he reminded me of my brother... I reaaaaally did not want to tell him "dude! My mom has that outfit!"

New York... the pictures

2006-11-28T15:41:00.000-08:00

If you thought you were gonna see the pics of me at Webster Hall wearing a pink wig hanging out with La Terca y el primo... te guallaste...

NUEBA YOL

2006-11-28T15:02:00.000-08:00

It was nice going back to NY... but I did get very frustrated when I tried to navigate the subway system... not really very 'turist friendly'
all my frustration was gone when I finally emerged into time square! that place took my breath away! I don't know what is it about that city that just makes me love to walk... In Miami, I'd be crying if I can't find a parking space right in front of where I'm going... but in NY? I gave up a car just so that I could walk everywhere!!!! is also that feeling that, no matter how weird you are.. you kind of just fit it.. because there are so many damn weird people anyway!!!!!

Went to Broadway to visit la Tia Nena... damn. is like it never changes! a huge apartment, a bunch of cousins! some fried chicken... arró con habichuelas... nice... too bad for some reason my eldest cousin would not come out of her room.. neither did the littlest one... What is it about people, that for some reason think everytime I visit is like they are being 'reported' or 'graded' on how their life is going??? SO WHAT if you got knocked up, or fat, or bald... (well, hopefully not all at once) SO?! I just wanna see u, say hi... phuck! why do people have to always be on that damn 'race' you know... like "look at my degree" or "my perfect children" or my "white picket fence house"... and behind we're all trying to hide the lesbian wife. Okay that was uncalled for... When are we all going to understand that DYSFUNCTIONAL is the new NORMAL? I like it... I like the 'func'
I laugh at it... I have to! sometimes I cry about it.. but only because it kind of makes me feel better... oh AND WHAT DA PHUCK IS UP WITH THE BUS NOT TAKING DOLLARS?!!!! it's NEW YORK for God's SAKE!!! !Buses in HAITI take paper bills!!!!!!!!!

I visited the MET... again. I stayed away from the areas I visited with Mr. Five. For my own good... spent a good hour just staring at this painting...

que maldito genio era Salvador Dali! you know.. he just does it to prove to all them biatches, what he is capable of doing....

WALKING IN NY... is awesome. even if the wind almost knocked me over... I love walking around wearing clothes that are a little baggy... all black, with my hat and shades. Not that I'm famous or nothing, pero una tipa de seis pies nunca pasa desapercibida... and sometimes she wants to.

NOISE

2006-10-16T06:15:00.000-07:00

Why am I so afraid of listening to myself?
I go and create all this noise around me... para ahogar el silencio... para no escuchar lo que digo por dentro.
Evito estar sola, evito pensar. Distraccion por todos lados. ruidos, voces, caricias... El carro, la ciudad... la musica. Mi calendario. Soy una gitana con tantos rumbos, a veces me doy el lujo de ignorar, y no importa. De todas maneras hay ruido.

Ruidos constantes, unos vienen y van, pero otros son permanentes. Quien es mi permanente? eres tú? Estoy segura? no lo sé... porque tanto ruido temporal me distrae y no puedo pensar.

Lo siento, no tengo tiempo para pensar. Tengo miedo de saber a que conclusión llegaria. Que significa eso? significa que tengo miedo de enterarme que no te quiero en mi vida? o miedo de enterarme que no puedo vivir sin ti?

O es posible que tenga miedo de las dos cosas? Y a quien le voy con esa queja????

UN PARENTESIS...

2006-10-13T13:14:00.000-07:00

"I truly believe we are connected to more than one and it is just a matter of time and space when or if we connect with others"

Office Space

2006-10-13T12:44:00.000-07:00

I hate office birthdays, actually... I hate all office celebrations that take place IN THE OFFICE. I might not care much for outings like "happy hour" or "Coffee at Starbucks".. hanging out with my co-workers only reminds me of work. BUUUT I don't mind the special times we spend out at an event like in a hotel, or special restaurant or places in general (where alcohol is being served) cocktails make me happy

Today it was someone's last day at work. There was fanfare, cake and ice cream (why? why cake and ice cream? why not flan, or key lime pie, or even tea and cookies???) but that's not the problem... Everyone either forgot or did not know that it was "Janice's" birthday. Man... that sux! cuz everyone was celebrating in the row next door, while plain Janice dressed up so cute today and came to work to be ignored... I felt bad and grabbed a bunch of people with a piece of cake and a candle and went and sang happy birthday. we all felt like asses. But I think that if we didn't celebrate ANYTHING AT ALL we would spare ourselves of this kind of heart ache!

WHY do we do this to ourselves?! and who said that it has to be done? this is like subjecting me to someone elses's religion as far as I'm concerned...
I have a lot of work that I would rather be ignoring! sites to surf, BLOGS TO WRITE... and at least this time I didn't have to pay any $$, because most of the time we end up having to pay for all this just because someone else had the 'intention' ... WHY?

When people live my job, I say good bye, I wish them the best and then I move on. I don't see the need to follow up with each person. I certainly don't see the need to visit. I never do. If I visit one of my old jobs is because it just so happens to be my favourite restaurant. But not the other ones. you're done... good... laterz... have a nice LIFE. So many new people to meet, why you wanna care about the ones you already know!?

FRIENDSHIP FOR SALE

2006-10-12T13:46:00.000-07:00

Why do some people put great friendships in jeopardy just for a little cash?!!
if you owe someone money, and that person is your friend... just hit them up and tell them "hey I dont' have your cash, but gimme some time and I'll get it for you" ... don't IGNORE THEIR CALLS or RUN AWAY FROM THEM!
that is SO STUPID!!

or even worse, TRY TO MAKE A CROOKED PROFIT OUT OF A FRIEND!
so wrong!!!

I feel bad when I owe someone money, but even worse when I see that people who owe me money are running away from you. It makes me feel stupid, insulted!

WHY? because I was the only DUMBASS who believed you are a responsible human being! and now you're proving ME wrong and the world RIGHT!

another thing, if you ever lose something... don't go around pointing fingers! you will find your shit and then feel like an ass for having accused people!

The End

2006-10-10T09:08:00.000-07:00

This is the end, how do I convince myself? I've tried so many times. I want it to be the end, the end of something is nothing but the beginning of something else.

I think I would like to refer to this as the beginning of something else. This is not the end, but the beginning.

I bore easily, I like beginnings!

2005-10-06T09:30:00.000-07:00

I love traveling! But I hate packing and airports... but I still love traveling more than I hate airports. I consider myself luck to have been in so many great places. Traveling is not only fun but it really opens up your mind to different cultures, beliefs and people. I think the fact that I have taken the time to listen to other people, and just learn what they are about has made me a much better person.

La Fidelidad

2005-10-04T13:49:00.000-07:00

Is fidelity really soooo important?
The older I get the less some things seem to matter to me.
I honestly am starting to believe it would be impossible for someone to be married and never ever ever cheat. Cheating is not just sleeping with someone, so if you're going to just talk to someone and get accused of cheating, then you might as well do whatever you want! you're going to be 'guilty' anyway right?
To me, cheating does consist of having a special relationship with someone other than your significant other. Actually, I would be WAY more upset to find out my significant other has had a deep emotional relationship with someone else, than if I found out they've just had a crazy night and it was purely physical.

Another thing, if I am, let's be hypothetical here, someone who enjoyes diversity... and different accents, looks, cultures, countries etc etc... how can I really VOW to only be with ONE PERSON for the rest of my life? I though I had the answer to that before, and now I know I don't.

EMBARRASI*NG

2005-09-15T13:51:00.000-07:00

SOOoooooo, what can I say? I think I need a bathroom break too, Mr. President.

My first blog! I hope it works...

2005-09-15T09:45:00.000-07:00

I don't know if anyone would actually read this... I hope someone does because it is going to make me feel liberated and maybe even a little important. Sometimes I think I a real mess because I need people to pay attention to me... oh did I mention? I plan to write WHATEVER I WANT here... basically I am tired of the hypocrisy (SP?) that I, no we all, live in and since I can't just walk around being blatantly honest then at least I'll have a space where total strangers can read my blog and say "HOLY SHIT I CAN'T BELIEVE SHE WROTE THAT!"

But I think human nature is being lost, necesarily, in order ot obtain a more ethic and civilized society. I was raised in an all girl's catholic church and trust me, I KNOW PROPER. But sometimes I want fun, and fun and proper don't always interact. Am I defending myself? ABSOLUTELY NOT! this is the one and only place where I hope to let my raw thoughts and feelings come out. Can, or should you, judge me? of course! it is human nature.

I saw ALEXANDER last night. It was interesting, I liked it. I think people didn't like it because they are homophobes. That's so stupid! there were very few 'uncomfortable' scenes in it. Actually I though it was way more comfortable to watch than many movies with hetero afection in them! Collin Farrell's acting was just horrible and the accents were overdone... But most people don't like it because of the sexual undertones, afraid that there is a hidden agenda. Like they are concerned that by watching this film they will turn gay... well I wasn't afraid, and I did n't turn gay.