I am a Mexican-American from Texas who lived and worked in the fashion industry in New York for the last 15 years. I decided I needed a change and to throw some caution to the wind, so I quit my job to explore the world and its people. I decided to live my dream and move to Paris, to be an artist and a free spirit as cliche as that may be. Thus to be The Well Dressed Vagabond. Here in I share my observations, my stories and my past times through word and photography.
No Fear, No Judgement, No Ego.
Still in Paris and I had great lunch today at a very good Mexican restaurant while trying to learn a view words of Chinese for my upcoming trip.
Diversity keeps me functioning!!
The countdown has begun. My next domicile will be in Changchun, capital of the province of Jilin. I am ignorant of the language, the people, the food, basically everything. I say ignorant because eating Chinese in NY or having American Chinese friends is not the same as knowing about China. This is what my life is about now though; traveling to new places, meeting new people, living life to its fullest with no regrets. I’m looking forward to the next adventures!!
Sitting and waiting
For life to continue
Even after rigor mortis has taken over
Howl everywhere I go!!
I love poetry and literature and this was the first gift from the French boyfriend!!
It’s been around the world and continues to travel wherever I go.
I love Bolano!!
Breezed through this book and for me it was interesting and just o.k.
For me his 2 more well known books floating out there in the world are the most amazing and best of his work.
Leaving this on a bench somewhere here in Paris and hope it finds a good home.
I walked the streets of Paris tonight … again.
Passing souls without soul.
Passing lives with no life.
Rotting flesh and waste of space.
Who’s to say?
Shit thrown to and fro.
Sliding down walls of glass.
Cracks created and both you and I desecrated.
Shit eventually becomes stone.
Continue throwing and wait for it to rebound and hit you in the forehead.
Goliath met David and eventually both went down.
Shit for shit.
Stone for stone.
The glass home is not your own.
Or is it?
So sit and shit and let it be.
Go down the drain.
No need to throw.