Collection of my Dreams

I've been thinking of Frida and Diego a lot recently.

I hate to be so predictable but,

when I saw this photo (at Casa Azul) I teared up:

Contrary to popular belief or what I write on this blog, I don't normally cry at photos but this one really had a hold on me. You could see how tightly they were holding each other - like if they let go one would disappear (most likely Diego).

You know Frida would dress up in traditional Mexican costumes for Diego? I feel like she would have done anything to engross him, using her feminine and artistic wiles to keep his attention focused on her. It worked but only for a while.

I don't have a Diego Rivera but I do appreciate wearing traditional clothing of Spanish and Mexican decent. I wear my peineta,

my shawls

and Lucha Libre masks to honor the women of my family and also because they're pretty.

I cannot wait to see Moschino's collection next spring. It has all the trappings of a perfect Spanish wardrobe - whether I want to be muy masculino o muy feminina. Plus all the accessories for head and hair are making me weak in the knees.

This would be the perfect way to pay tribute to the matriarchs of my family and maybe Frida as well.

Ah, Remembering Dreamy Memories. . .

Do you know what these photos have in common?

None of them were taken in the month of October.

This last photo was taken at a Tom Cruise-themed party.

My friend lives in his old apartment, so a party where people came dressed as his movie characters was a natural fit. The following films were represented that night: Eyes Wide Shut, Valkyrie, The Last Samurai, Risky Business, Magnolia, and Interview With a Vampire.

A good time was had by all.

Who knew Tom Cruise was so much fun?