Before I begin my first ever blog post, I must start with an apology. I'm so sorry it's taken me a while to get up and running on this. I know quite a few of you have been looking forward to reading my ramblings. By saying quite a few, let me be more precise: about four people. Okay, let me stop being so egotistical, about half of that number. And actually half of that. (Really, I'm looking at you, mom.) So here I begin....
Prior to starting this blog and being fully confused on how to work Blogger (should I be embarrassed?) I was really hung up on a title. Do I go for the cliche Spanish phrase like every other basic white girl who "finds herself" in this wine-soaked region? Do I try to be much more cultural and make a witty pun embedding Spanish history into the headline? Both seemed so tacky and rehearsed, and just not me. Clearly, this was causing me much distress, as this blog is obviously my gateway to assured fame. So I did what any normal human would do: procrastinate and do nothing.
But alas, have no fear, as Hollywood would come to my aid, making me a damsel in distress no longer. Yesterday I came across the gif that I have featured at the top of my blog and was reminded of this piece of pure cinematic gold from the movie Bridesmaids.
If you haven't actually seen Bridesmaids, I'm incredibly perplexed as to how you found this blog, as no friend or even acquaintance of mine would have ever made the grand error to not make this movie a priority. If you for some unknown reason find yourself in the minority of the entire human population, however, do yourself a favor right now and put your life on hold to watch the entire film or at the very least this clip. (From 2:16 on...) Bridesmaids airline scene.
Having seen this gif again, I couldn't help but identify with Kristen Wiig's character, Annie. Blonde hair and sunglasses, slowly lurking on to the scene, hoping beyond hope to go unnoticed.
Stove: "Miss?"
Annie: "Um no. It's not me."
Stove: "Yes it is you. Please go back to your seat."
Annie: "Yes, I'm with him, I'm Mrs. Iglesias."
I can't even begin to tell you the amount of times I tried to fit in or thought I was fitting in in this city, only for it to be glaringly obvious to everyone else that I was a foreigner, and didn't know what I was doing (at all.) Beyond the fact that it's challenging to hide blue eyes and blonde hair, it's even harder to hide the cocktail of idiocy and ignorance of which I often lead. As such, I already have a list of about ten very exposing stories I hope you enjoy that I plan on featuring on this blog. Finally, a title that fit everything I was looking for: short, fits my personality, and it exposes the hot-mess theme of this blog you will see on repeat. For anyone who decided to read this, thank you, and I'm so sorry for what is about to unfold.
From here on out, you can refer to me as Mrs. Iglesias...
Prior to starting this blog and being fully confused on how to work Blogger (should I be embarrassed?) I was really hung up on a title. Do I go for the cliche Spanish phrase like every other basic white girl who "finds herself" in this wine-soaked region? Do I try to be much more cultural and make a witty pun embedding Spanish history into the headline? Both seemed so tacky and rehearsed, and just not me. Clearly, this was causing me much distress, as this blog is obviously my gateway to assured fame. So I did what any normal human would do: procrastinate and do nothing.
But alas, have no fear, as Hollywood would come to my aid, making me a damsel in distress no longer. Yesterday I came across the gif that I have featured at the top of my blog and was reminded of this piece of pure cinematic gold from the movie Bridesmaids.
If you haven't actually seen Bridesmaids, I'm incredibly perplexed as to how you found this blog, as no friend or even acquaintance of mine would have ever made the grand error to not make this movie a priority. If you for some unknown reason find yourself in the minority of the entire human population, however, do yourself a favor right now and put your life on hold to watch the entire film or at the very least this clip. (From 2:16 on...) Bridesmaids airline scene.
Having seen this gif again, I couldn't help but identify with Kristen Wiig's character, Annie. Blonde hair and sunglasses, slowly lurking on to the scene, hoping beyond hope to go unnoticed.
Stove: "Miss?"
Annie: "Um no. It's not me."
Stove: "Yes it is you. Please go back to your seat."
Annie: "Yes, I'm with him, I'm Mrs. Iglesias."
I can't even begin to tell you the amount of times I tried to fit in or thought I was fitting in in this city, only for it to be glaringly obvious to everyone else that I was a foreigner, and didn't know what I was doing (at all.) Beyond the fact that it's challenging to hide blue eyes and blonde hair, it's even harder to hide the cocktail of idiocy and ignorance of which I often lead. As such, I already have a list of about ten very exposing stories I hope you enjoy that I plan on featuring on this blog. Finally, a title that fit everything I was looking for: short, fits my personality, and it exposes the hot-mess theme of this blog you will see on repeat. For anyone who decided to read this, thank you, and I'm so sorry for what is about to unfold.
From here on out, you can refer to me as Mrs. Iglesias...
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