growing up, athletics did not come naturally to me. i'm super clumsy, often tripping over my own feet - or others' - and even getting a concussion at discovery zone (remember that place?!) by running into a tube when i was nine years old.
my incredibly bendy little sis, on the other hand, is so much more graceful and balanced than me. case in point? this pic:
she looks so carelessly cool in perfect pose on this floating yoga mat of sorts, looking like she was practically born that way without any fear she'll topple over into the water.
and she even knows how to properly style an outfit for headstands on a yogaboard in the middle of the water too, so you know i'm proud. she's wearing her new favorite workout apparel - nike pro print compression shorts - which she wears to run, spin, yoga, trx or practically anything these days. i'm tempted to get a pair too, like this playful pattern sure to make a statement from dick's sporting goods:
while i'm still uncertain about trying yogaboarding, she claims that flexing and posing on a paddle board is not so difficult, thanks to the boga yoga stand-up paddle boards.
want to try it yourself? if you missed it last night, blueline paddle surf, just across from the iconic lighthouse in sunny jupiter, offers a number of classes and rentals. this was taken during a yow class (yoga on water) tuesday evenings at 6 p.m. the cost is $10 per person or $5 if you byob...b for "board," not "beer," people. even cheaper than a regular yoga class...pretty good deal, if you ask me!
i am so proud of my guy. the man who has a wardrobe that consists of countless black t-shirts, spanish futbol jerseys, levis, camo cargos and converse made his first purchase at h&m yesterday...on his own! sure, it was still within his comfortable realm of dark colors void of any patterns or artwork, but he braved the march into fast fashion on his own free will to pick up a navy blue hoodie.
why? i'd like to think that i rubbed off on him and it was just to shop for the heck of it, but i think his visit had something more to do with the real stem of my pride... a's new short film (no, not this "a," this "a").
kundalini screens tonight as part of the palm beach international film festival "voices of local film," and apparently it was the only place he could find an inexpensive, plain-colored sweatshirt to wear in the movie theater. i would have gone a slightly more adventurous with this or this, but am satisfied with the baby steps.
so, here for the shameless plug, i'll give you a sneak peek of his satirical "new age" film, via the vine app.
want to see more? come to cobb theaters at downtown at the gardens at 7 p.m. tonight. yours truly may have had a hand in the oscar-worthy makeup artistry too (hey, the guy is not the only one with a sense of humor in this relationship).
dolphin. bird of paradise. cat-cow. down dog. camel.
there were a lot of "animals" and poses across the great lawn in downtown west palm beach this past sunday at the annual yoga day, and while i love a good practice, i was there for a different reason. besides the sunday funday bacon bloody mary ritual after the soccer game at o'shea's, it was the vendors that brought me down to clematis street and the waterfront.
i've found that over the years i've gotten the coolest, funkiest additions to my closet with my art fairs and festivals finds...and the best part is, no one else has them.
this year there were the usual cute yoga tees and bohemian jewelry, of course, but it was a booth with latin spices and accessories that caught my attention. it was only 25 minutes and a few chats with friends before i went home with this handmade cross-body bag. i love the stamped detail on the faux leather, and the southwestern serape print made it all the better.
from there, the man and i celebrated my new purchase, his soccer win and having his cousin in town with a few more stops down clematis, including in front of this mural by eddie mendieta on the hip, artsy 500 block.
(and to my reader, rachel...look, i'm wearing my pistachio green boots!)
