Black and Blue

Some people tell me to take it easy.

I can see the concern in their eyes when I try to explain my visions and upcoming projects. They look at me as if I’m a stranger speaking some unknown foreign language. Weariness laced with doubt. I feel it everytime I spread a thin layer of concealer under my eyes to hide the shadowed lack of sleep that stands out like bruises on my pale skin. Starting a blog, running an event company (@reva_event), Executive Director at Alliance Francaise San Diego, trying to be a good daughter and an exceptional friend. Living this thing called LIFE! It takes so much time and effort, especially if your trying to do it right. But you know what?

 Even if I turn black and blue in my pursuit I wouldn’t change a thing about it. I live for the hustle.

Truth. I stay up late working like a doggg but oh my gawdddd how good it feels to be doing something (ANYTHING!!) while taking baby steps closer to the dreams and aspirations that have been waiting patiently in the back of my mind, searching, plotting, for that perfect moment when they could take their first steps out of oblivion into the blinding light of existence. There are people all around the world who don’t have the opportunities like the ones I have (don’t deny how privileged we are in America!). A support system; My family is the only reason why I’m solid and haven’t dissolved long, long ago into a blob of jello. I’m healthy, even if I might be going down hill (I don’t remember seeing those dimples last week!) And I want a better life so baddd. That last one is the biggest deciding factor for my fate. Yes, I want to succeed for my family and loved ones but it’s only when you want it for yourself that things start to get desperate. A desperation that leads me on through the nights of stressful tiresome and beyond the voices of doubt-OHHHH how loud those voices shout!- into almost a calm bliss of anticipation and gratification. Even if I don’t get what I want, even if I’m still living at home with my parents, no kids, no husband, I’m still focused on trying to piece together the picture of how I think my life should hang on the frames of perfection and self satisfaction. Shouldn’t that count for something?

I’m trying. I want a better life and I’m willing to do the work. If everyday you wake up and want something then what’s stopping you from getting it? Wake up and get it!!! If you do go that route just don’t forget the things you have in your life because your so focused on the things you want to have. Family. Love. Happiness. And all the other mushy stuff that sounds like a cliche but matters nonetheless. If you do catch yourself being pulled by the currents of forgetfulness then maybe it’s time for you to take a vacation… Even God needed a break.

And that’s where I find myself now because even though that desperation was still there, I sensed a softness to it. An obtuseness from how far I’ve come and everything I’ve been through. So here is where I stand: A few weeks of wanderlust since there is nothing like getting lost, to come back and be found.

But you better recognize, just like homegirl Teresa, wherever I go I’m going with all my heart. For you I wish only the same.


Lindsay Reva

Professional Photographer vs iPhone

Professionals are always going to be better!Or so they say…But sometimes we just don’t have a budget to hire a professional or maybe you don’t have friends who stock up on fancy lenses to capture that moment incased in forever. That’s where the alternatives come in. Capturing good shots are all about angles and lighting. People react better to the brightness in light pictures, and if you’re going to take a picture of yourself..GIRLLLL you better suck it in and throw those shoulders back! There are so many tricks, that don’t necessarily hide your flaws, but instead accentuate your beauty. Trial, Error,  and Perseverance. You might not be a professional photographer but there are ways to make and edit your photos to make that shot PRO worthy.

Yet there’s a difference…

When I shoot with my Professional Photographers sometimes they pose me and a few of them even stop to smooth back a few strands of my hair that had come undone from my bun. Kind of sweet no? When they do things like that or say things like ” Wait! Go back. Yes, just like that. Now tilt your head up just a little bit to the left. There! Perfect”  I feel good. Because now it’s not only me trying to capture my best smile, but it’s me traveling down a path and having someone there to guide me if I need them.

When a friend or family member shoots my picture I can look at it and my mind gets to work tweaking and turning on how I can make that shot even better. When a professional takes my picture I skip that mental thought process all together.

But who has the best shot at the end of the day? I always love my professional photos.. yet pictures snapped from the newer iPhone have left me in awe.

I’ll let you be the judge of it.

Pro or Average Joe?

And can you tell which one is which?


Lindsay Reva

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