It’s been quite the busy year.
Adding one more to the list of congratulations for the holiday season, TMZ is reporting that Evelyn Lozada is expecting her second child!
Already a proud mother to 20-year old Shaniece (who most recently was featured in her Vida Lux Cosmetics launch), Evelyn is reportedly six months along. She is said to have been in a relationship with a lucky man for over a year, and this was a planned pregnancy.
It’s wonderful to see she’s moved on to a healthier situation and clearly looks very happy. Congratulations to the happy couple!
Having been married only a year and a half, I've recently come to the conclusion that marriage isn't for me.
Now before you start making assumptions, keep reading.
I met my wife in high school when we were 15 years old. We were friends for ten years until...until we decided no longer wanted to be just friends. :) I strongly recommend that best friends fall in love.
Fall is officially here, and that means new looks, new hair and new fashion! This season the jumpsuit is back in a big way, and this versatile, easy-to-style look-in-one look is on my must-have list. Lets take a peek at how some of my fave Latinas styled the trend:
Meagan Good kept it simple at Elle’s 20th-Annual Women of Hollywood Celebration and let her newly shorn tresses do the talking (loove!!). A simple red lip and cat-eye complimented her take on the fall trend.
With rarely a misstep on the red carpet, Naya Rivera also rocked a white jumpsuit for the Elle Event, showing just the right amount of skin (and a hint of her enviabe abs). unlike Meagan, Rivera chose to rock some serious bling on her neck and keep her hair away from her flawlessly nude face.
Christina Millian isn’t letting a little thing like her recent elimination from Dancing With the Stars slow her down, as she sported a seriously stylish jumpsuit to promote her Diva Viva Wines. Giving us yet another twist on the deep v-neck that has taken over the season, Millian opted to keep it daytime-friendly with a mesh insert at the neck. A statement belt and platform sandals rounded out her sassy ensemble.
And finally, Joan Smalls dares us to “go hard or go home” with her deep-plunging jumsuit. Flaunting her lithe frame in a look almost none of us could pull off, Smalls went almost accessory-free and kept her hair and makeup simple. Covet-worthy gladiators complete her daring take.
So how about you? Will you be trying out the jumsuit this season? What have your favorite looks been so far?
This piece is in response to the backlash over THIS article by Emily Yoffe of Slate’s “Dear Prudence” column. Read, with an open mind, and see if you agree.
It was my first week of college.
I should probably preface this with a bit of history that would make me sound less, um…stupid and more naive.
I grew up a sheltered child in a Pentecostal family. I went to a tiny private school for primary education, and my summers were a combination of theme-parks, church camp and volunteer work. High school bore little difference; I graduated top three out of a whopping class of 100 and spent my summers in laboratories. I was a bookworm through and through, and my social troubles I have long-since documented here. By the time I walked into the halls of my 5000-strong university campus-just two weeks into my eighteenth birthday- it was clear I was out of my league. I had never even kissed a boy, let alone spent time alone with one.
It was the first get-together of the school year. I nervously asked my new roommate if I knew anyone who was going to be hanging out with us off-campus while I threw on some makeup. “Of course not,” she scoffed. “We don’t hang with freshmen. Welcome to the big leagues!” I took a deep breath and forced a smile.
Upon arrival we were greeted by the party’s “host”, who offered up the ubiquitous solo cups of alcohol for consumption. “No beer here, honey!” was yelled as the evening’s festivities were courtesy of hard liquor. I, introduced as the ‘new kid’, got my solo cup exchanged for a 32-oz tumbler of vodka punch.
They cheered my first-ever gulp of alcohol. At 5’2 and 105lbs, it took about ten minutes before I felt the first tingle take effect. I snuck off and poured a bit down the sink so they’d think I drank more than I did, but by then I was already fuzzy. My roommate sat me on a couch and left to go hang with her friends. A few minutes in I was joined on the couch.
“So you’re new, huh?”
I believe I nodded. I really can’t tell you what I did. But I remember he was sweet, and funny. I found myself feeling less nervous, as at least I had one new friend at the party. “It’s loud in here!” he shouted. “Wanna go over there and talk?”
“Over there” was the first available bedroom. “Don’t worry, the door’s open,” he laughed. He was really nice, so I sat on the edge of the bed and we continued our conversation for a few minutes. He touched my knee. I was already flushed. He laughed about the loud music again…and walked over to lock the door. I couldn’t feel my fingers, but I held on to my punch.
The next two minutes were a blur-but not for the reasons you think. The host mercifully was walking by the exact moment my ‘friend’ was fumbling with the lock-and burst through the door. “Oh, no. Not at my party folks!” was his literal reaction-and my only crystal-clear memory that evening. He told my ‘friend’ to leave-and practically dragged me by my ear back to the couch. “SIT,” he ordered-and he left me to my embarrassment. While I was initially annoyed that he interrupted what I thought an innocent conversation, time and water brought the reality of what had almost happened. I was ashamed. I was scared. I was disoriented. I had never felt dumber. I wanted to go home that second. I didn’t know how. My roommate still hadn’t returned.
I received another lifeboat and made it home safely that evening, although I can’t tell you anything else, as I have never been able to recall the rest. My roommate didn’t turn up until that morning, where they had a pretty good laugh at my first hangover. It was clear I had a world of lessons to catch up with, and I can only thank the universe my first wasn’t my worst. As the year progressed I quickly learned there was a specific group of people who never had your best interests at heart, and wait for a moment when you no longer have your wits about you. While I can’t say it was my last drink, it was the last time I ever got she-needs-some-help-to-get-home-drunk on campus. I changed who I partied with, and set my own limits. When I was done, I was done.
That was my first brush with the effects of binge-drinking, but it wasn’t my last. By the end of that year I had been assaulted by a sloppy-drunk dorm-mate (our dorms were co-ed), helped pull two classmates from a burning car in a drunk-driving accident, and lost another classmate to an alcohol-assisted suicide.
I have been sexually assaulted over the course of my lifetime. To suggest victims have anything to do with their assault is heinous. The only common denominator in rape is rapists, period. But it would be irresponsible to exclude sexual assault in a general and much-needed conversation about the negative, dangerous and deadly effects of drinking far beyond your mental capacity in college. College is fun, and most people are able to look back (well, the lucky ones who didn’t have it documented via Instagram), laugh and thank the heavens that they lived to tell the tale. But it is also where you learn responsibility, boundaries, and how to navigate this earth as an adult. Part of being an adult is learning your limits. There is nothing wrong with a frank conversation about dangerous behaviors and the risks they may pose. A conversation is long overdue, and it’s about time we started somewhere.
After numerous teasers via Twitter and Instagram, Evelyn Lozada has finally gone full-throttle with her newest venture, Vida Lux Cosmetics! The busy reality star, fitness model, Youth H2O and Pearlbrite spokesperson and fitness contributor for Latina and OK! Magazines can add “proud Mommy” to her resume, as she has also named none other than her daughter Shaniece as the official spokesperson for the cosmetics line.
While she currently has only seasonal and limited-release options available and we’ve yet to see eye shadows on the site, Lozada used the last episode of Basketball Wives (October 7) to hint at what’s to come, as her face was fully made up with her products.
Her “all-natural” cosmetics boast a mineral base and are paraben-free, with many also including boosters like Vitamin-E. Made with the “budget fashionista” in mind, her products start at an impressively affordable $13.95. You can browse for yourself or place a pre-order on her website, www.vidaluxcosmetics.com .