Rona Montana

I watched scarface the other night, and Tony says, " All I have in this world is my balls and my word and I don't break them for no one." 

Okay I don't have balls, but you get my drift...? 


I am loving volunteering in Cambodia, but the longer I am here the more dirt I found out about how things work. I have, over the past month, uncovered much shady-ness, and learned people's hidden agendas. No need to elaborate much on this topic, since it is a bit touchy. Because of this I must remind myself on a constant basis that I am here for the KIDS, and am here to do things the RIGHT way. I see how it is and know how it should be. This will not change over night, but I am certain I could be of service, and am.  


Cambodia is like a newborn baby in a way. After the genocide in the 70's all the intellectuals and upper class citizens were brutally massacred by the Khmer Rouge. The country is still recovering from the tragedies committed by the communists and are struggling to find organized structure. Corruption, neglect, and poverty are all words that are awfully too familiar to such a beautiful nation. I do not and will not point fingers, nor blame any individual for their actions. It is an unfortunate viscous cycle that will hopefully one day come to an end, with outside assistance of course. 


The kid's smiles keep me going. And no matter what, I will not give up. Even after the hard days...


this is what makes me smile:

nuff said.

Sweethearts vs. Michael Jackson

In English class today we played hangman, I divided the class into two groups and asked them to name their team. result- the sweethearts and the Michael Jacksons... Gd I love these munchkins! 

The kids of Jimmy's School 

The sweethearts

VS.

The Michael Jacksons

Heal the WORLD

ALWAYS loved this song. Since I was a little girl I remember listening to every word along with the beautiful melody and Michael's angelic voice and picturing exactly what is shown in the music video (PEACE LOVE AND HARMONY). Please, help me heal the world. Cambodia's youth is a new start for building an educated generation after the horrific genocide from the 70's. The corruption and neglect is beyond comprehensible. PLEASE CONTACT ME IF YOU HAVE A HEART BIG ENOUGH TO DONATE. any amount will be appreciated...

RIP MJ. 

M K

There is no such thing as perfection right? but Mila comes very close to it.

stunning

humble

kooky

talented

You got it girl. don't loose it. 

Business Plan Procrastination

Business. Business. Business. The more I write this word, the further I get from it. 

There is a reason I switched my major from the B-word to Communication Studies. I can communicate, I understand hidden media messages, I get the power of rhetoric, and I love the concept of freedom. Art, speech, creativity and subjectivity are all things I can and enjoy wrapping my brain around. But a business plan... It sounds like a lot.. of... work.... I'll start. Today. 


I am sitting at the Blue Pumpkin (my favorite restaurant in Cambodia) lounging on a white sofa, with my Pro-puter and ready. But first, let's talk about my day.


Another day at COSO orphanage and I feel good. I have a mighty strong cold that does not want to exit my body and insisted on staying for over a month now... shew! go! but achuuuu is all I get in response. With the money I have bee raising over the past 2 months I was able to purchase many necesities for the children, and to add to the list, I got a new burner (their version of our oven) for the orphanage. This will expedidte the cooking process. I held 1 English class today- Class A (for the little ones) and we each drew ourselves in our environments. We then moved into a little ABCs and concluded with fresh fruit from the market!

I must begin the process of writing my business plan for my R Peace Project (that's the best name I got so far...) so that I can get this non-profit up and running asap. Getting to it nowwwwwwwwwww


meow.

O-O

So I reallyyyyy love sunglasses. Round ones especially O-O... which kinda goes with my whole 60's obsession. Here are a few photographs that make my eyes happy, hope you likey too!

 and here I am with Ari on 4th of July. I lost these good ones! grr find your way back to me pretties!

She makes me feel again

Adele:

Isn't she a Betty

South Africa in the 70's

Coachelalalalala

COACHELLA was ah may zinggggggg!!!!!!!!!!!


Looking back, all I want is to hop back on Dani's shoulders and sing on the top of my lungs "run away" (Kanye West). This was Dani's first time and my second, and my Gd was it fun! We crashed tents, drank whiskey, showered in sinks, rolled on the grass, cried, laughed, hopped, skipped and dashed through the horse poop. all in one weekend. let the pics speak for themselves:

COACHELLA 2011

Happy Happy Joy Joy

We are the champions! winged it big time :)

lounging in the heat 

"were with the band..."

morning glory

plan B: tent crashing 

WE DID GOOD. 
Miss ya Hummus face :)

I worked- and loved work

I worked for a company called Project Ethos. Started as an intern with a fun project called "Vitamin Water Zero Flavor Fashionista Challenge." Basically it was project runway meets marketing on steroids, all in the best way possible though! The designers loved creating garments inspired by a Vitamin Water Zero flavor, Vitamin Water loved the outcomes, and I was thrilled to be the liaison of it all.


I got to work with very inspiring designers, and each show was unique and filled with energy. From the back stage rush, to the nerves right before that spotlight hits and then bam! It all makes sense. I love working in fashion. I found my passion.
.....

As the stylist of the show I was able to merge my ideas with existing ones. And then, I hopped on stage and this happened:

my first show- introducing the 5 challenge garments in San diego

Second show- Los Angeles fashion week

San Francisco 

On the red carpet in AZ

Hosting the show in AZ with football start Kerry Rhodes

I loved working for Ethos, and would like to again in the future. But, I didn't leave for nothing... I was on a mission. To explore the globe. 

to be continued.....

Let's hit it

She made some changes...... Bye bye Los-Angeles is the theme and here is how it all started:


Challenging relationships can be, whats the word....  challenging.... Let's call him Humbert. He is a handsome charming man, who opened parts of my brain I was afraid to explore. He dug, and dug and dug deep into the bright and dark places. I freaked out, went to seek outside "help" and got it. I got it. I can't be with anyone right now. I can barely handle myself, how will I carry any more weight? So it stopped. and Silence. Not the golden kind, The stinging one. so I wrote, about him. quite a lot. But then deleted. Here is a small chunk from what's left:

_______________________________________

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the worry and shame is eating her alive as she sadly hums to their lyrics. 

his words carried her through this and he was the one who brought her here. 

he helped her write and then took it away. 

meeting after meeting they talk about serenity and gd and the higher power and its uplifting capabilities. 

she does not feel uplifted. 

she is a broken vase which the flowers that were cherished for so long have died a sad and lonely death. each peddle had its wish, only to come to a crumbling brown end. 

the tear that glides down her cheek is not because of you. or the 6%. or the expenses. or the lack of direction. but from an even darker and more unexplained place. 

she does not see the reason to keep searching for the things she do not know of. what is out there that she seeks? and why doesn't she know what is best for her? 

after all she is she. 

or is she? 

you and you added by you and you and you and her and him? 

the makeup of she is not me. it is what she choses it to be and that is not always what i necessarily want for thee. 

in other words you are not fucking unique. or perhaps you are. 

following the guidelines of truth and the ability to manage the realization that it does not exist is truthful. so is it there? 

your empty words have left her standing here. alone. sad. afraid. trembled. unappreciated. weary. anxious. alive. dead. crying. cold. and more confused than ever.

its that big guy up there pointing his finger and chuckling to himself. "you had it good. didn't you? now watch………."