3 days of Summer. Outfit #2 Boho Chic Muse

Wohow!!! today as of  Thursday the 12th of June it is officially the start of World Cup in Brazil. We've been ready for awhile now here in Haiti with flood of different flags being displayed to be purchased from the streets vendors. There were more of a blending colors of Yellow, Green, Blue and White because Haitians are hardcore fans of  Brazil and Argentina Team. Now although I don't watch soccer that much, I would lie to say that the excitement of this current event didn't hit me as well. Advertisements about it are everywhere, it's hard not to be HIT by it so might as welll get excited with the rest of the crowd.

Trends comes and go but the classic trends that inspired this outfit is the slick denim on denim outfit trends. With that being I played the same rule applied to the denim/denim outfit and spread the entire universe with a rainbow of sunshine....Haha Just kidding. Since summer is felt as we are approaching vacations period, a flowy flower loose top was my choice to paired it with my colored skinny jeans. To dress it up a bit, I contrasted the color with a pair of nude pumps from Jessica Simpson then I cuffed up the legs of my jeans and there I am ready to spread around that rainbow of shunshine. I am not really a matchy matchy color girl which means I love to mix in colors choice of clothings and love to mix accessories as well but like everything this outfit makes the exception.




Why don't you stay for the remaining outfit from this 3 days of yellow colored pants remix? Ha!
It's all Love
Sophie :)

Dope Photography for Expres-So I

Feliz Ano Nuevo 2014

♡ Pink Friday and 22 Facts

Helllo Good day yall. Summer days are rather light these days so I am enjoying my days off from school. The break is well needed so I am doing what I can to enjoy until I can no longer do it anymore., I am enjoying it before I can no longer do it haha. I still have a lot to do for work but I would rather for it to stay that way despites being tired occasionaly. I wanted to post 50 facts about me along with an outfit post buttt I realized that it might be way too long to read so I cut the list down to 22 instead. I hope it entertains you and you get the chance to know me a little. So why don't we all get started with that. ✌

1- I was born in Port-Au-Prince, Haiti resided in the upper town of Port-Au-Prince which is Petion-Ville for most of my childhood days.

2-I went to a Catholic all girls school up until 4th grade, it's great to brag about it to your friends like  "J'ai été chez les soeurs de SFA" but I am glad it was a short journey.

A story of No can do, cans and other possibilities

Last Friday of 12th July 2013 was the end of my first year attending College here in Port-Au-Prince. The experiences were expected to be a ride of tears and joy. Needless to say, it was a challenge and a surprise that led me choose marketing as my major. The beggining of the second semester was an exploration to me since I would attend my Marketing courses and International Relations courses as well. Of course my Marketing peers thought that I've gone completly crazy by trying to attend opposites lectures but the "adventurious side" in me wanted to expand my horizons by exploring my limits and interests. The International Relations courses were interesting considering how heavy and compensed the materials were. That one particular course of Comtemporary History was interesting as well since the professor just kept splitting his lecture half into a mouthful of how he hated Religion all together, how he would not even classify himself as an atheist and the little remaining of class he'd remember to go on with his lecture only to bomb his students in his exams.

Haiti Living

Images replacing the absence II

That day was filled with

wild wind

salt air

contact bare feet with the sand

multiple attempts at swimming

drinking coconut water directly from the coconut

fellowship

and a good laugh from the way to Cote des Arcadins

to the way of Port-Au-Prince

....and a surprising tropical storm as I made my way home

It's All Love

Sophie :)

Images replacing the absence I

Throughout the days of this summer, I had the chance to be hired as a translator for the Compassion International whose mission is to liberate children from poverty. That Friday morning the sponsors were waiting to see their children at Mont Rouis(The children they sponsor) with impatience while in the wide awakening of the sun at Port-Au-Prince, these children could barely seat still for the impatience was felt by them as well. That morning before I left for work my prayers were that God use my talents and the love that I have for people shine through the way that I would help these people; the connection between the sponsor and the teenage girl. Lights of happiness with a small dose of nervousness were present but as soon as I took my place in the bus, they all vanished.

 Despite my shy features heavenly said from people, I didn't take a long time to get out my gear to photograph and meditate along the way. It was wonderful to get away from the noisy hustle of Port-Au-Prince even for a day and get lost in the surprises that the streets reserved for my eyes. As soon as we were approaching our location; The Hotel Xaragua, the mild agitated waves, the white sand beach were definitely giving us a treat from our far away window on the bus...For the rest of the posts I'll just let you take part in the pictures as well.

I had super long and heavy brown braids this summer so in this shot abovI had super long and heavy brown braids this summer so in this shot above, I seriously felt like running like Pocahontas who sang "The rainstorm and the river are my brothers, the heron and the otter are my friends" in the color of the wind.




















We were all working and playing hard as well.

It's All Love

Sophie :)

Mahogany beauty and Haiti

With summer around the corner Zoey wants to enjoy every little bit of relaxation the season has to offer. The first place she had in mind for relaxation is a Caribbean Island where the tropical breeze never cease to make one stop dreaming. Her excitements settle when she booked her ticket for a long period of time in Haiti. The destinations that are on her list are  "Les Cayes" in the South of Haiti where the Carnival of 2012 took place, then Le Cap; the Northern side of the Country for some serious sight seeing and an approach to Haitian History. With the awesome app of "Lokalhaiti" on her phone she surely will have Haiti in the palm of her precious hands. It's been so long since she's been contemplating to visit the hidden side of Haiti so it is only fair that she takes her time to play hard for she worked hard to earn that Bachelors in Public Relations after undergoing so many majors. With that said, we wish Zoey a wonderful trip visiting Haiti with the hopes of seeing tons of pictures.

It's All Love
Sophie :)

What I love about sundays (Part 2)

The crossing from the popular market in Petion-Ville usually takes forever and a day but surprisingly on that Sunday evening it appear to be less chaotic. After we left the chaotic road behind, I was so excited to see the road that used to lead me to my secondary school; College Antillais, located in Nerette. Although we didn't go deeper to the zone, I was curious to see the face of the school that held the last chapter of my childhood. It's with a heart full of regret that I accept that the school closed its door due to the events of the earthquakes and to other that have been left unknown. After a short amount of time reminiscing, we arrived at the hotel and I was blown away by this big little jewel. I got out from my power purse my gear to start shooting everything and anything that spotted my eyes to later on share and print for my personal collection.  I've grown sick and tired of having people seeing Haiti in its broken stardom whether it was before or after the earthquake so my best way to market my country was to take the pleasure and shoot beautiful places as much as I could. Throughout my shooting Kell and I I went further inside of the hotel lobby where a mini fair was being held. There was a booth for make-up with professional make-up artists, clothing items, fashion accessories. Kell and I did some shopping at the fair but she however went further down with shopping more than I did. After our session of shopping inside Kell and I quickly grew bored of the lobby and we went on a explorations tour to visit the hotel while Tobbie and his friend were just among other people.There were parties within parties in the vast outdoors. Tourists and natives were enjoying that tropical breeze offered by Haiti whether they were inside or out of the pool with their fancy drinks and cigarettes along their reach. We sneak in to a wedding reception party held a couple of distance from the pool where that party theme was similar to the one of the Royal wedding that happened a month or two earlier than the party. Along that reception, Kel; who's an architect with a fine taste for interior design showed me one of the room that she designed for another part of the hotel that we didn't have access to go inside personally. Bummer! I thought because I wanted to see her work closely but afar was better than nothing.
 After the guys were done with their meetings, it was unfortunately time to go back home and leave the Hotel behind. Tobbie may have saw my fake frown when we were about to leave and so he treated all of us to go eat pizza which made this pizza lover girl nothing but happy.

After that great evening spent with the fantastic three (I am the fourth one haha) I was greeted by a little girl who ran out to me, shouting my name and threw her arms at me. Oh Lord this day was getting better because I was meeting Cousin Dorice for the first time. My little cousin Dorice is that energetic, confident, strong opiniated eight years old. She made me talk up a storm on our first official meeting but I was still happy to finally meet this little Missy. Then later on as the evening was slowly turning to night, cousin Dorice and her father said their goodbyes and I went back inside of the room to seat back my heels. That same night was also Tobbie's and Rodney (the twins) mom's birthday. Kell as their adoptive strong sister insisted that they threw a birthday party for their mother even if it was at the last minute...since the guys did too much of procrastination preparing that event. We were once again in the move to go out to buy last minutes party stuff so I went back in the room to change my little black dress for a lighter fabric short dress with ballet flat and hope in with the crew in case they needed my help...and because it was always great to be in the company of my new friends. As we were riding to leave our street Tobbie stopped by to get his twin to get in the care to help and make the crowd merrier. It was certainly last minute preparations but Kell made planning it so easy but leading and planning event were one of her to domain so we all got the orders of what to do from her. Our quick destination ahead was to that sweet but large bakery called "Epi D'or" located not too far from our house. "Epi D'or" can be compared to the popularity of Starbucks with a bigger space, broad option for deli sandwiches, specialty in all type of sweets, pizza, chicken nuggtes and ect...All four of us arrived embracing a large and noisy crowd. People were moving, eating and chit chatting,there were lovebirds present for their dates and such but really the crowd didn't surprise me considering it was a Sunday Evening. Tobbie and Kel had too much options on their hands as they were trying to narrow down things that were sweet at their mother's taste. The task became so broad that they decided to go further in the bakery while Rodney and I were standing in the big line in front of the register. I was very found of Rodney to this day I can't remember for the life of me what was our duty. I just remembered the start of something that would intrigue me for the rest of the trip...

To be continued.
It's All Love

Sophie :)

What I love about Sundays (part 1)

  The fast pace of my heartbeat kept me sleepless knowing that it was Sunday. Knowing that it would be the first time after seven years that I'd step feet in my home church kept me up all night. Although I was ready to see familiar faces from my past, I couldn't wait to see how Jacob grew up to be. Back in our glorious days of our teenage years singing in the youth choir, the girls and I seemed to have a love and hate relationship with Jacob. I knew deep down we were just being ridiculous obnoxious teenagers since in the end we all got along with him. Our Sunday morning started with breakfast and conversations around the table with Kell and Tobie. I would stop by the table not being able to hide my excitement to visit Karibe Hotel with them later that evening. After our breakfast my mom and I arrived twenty minutes before the 2nd service started. Even before our entrance inside of the sanctuary we were greeted by members of the church who remembered mom and could not believe that I was no longer that chubby child they knew before. As we made our way toward the bench to take our seats I heard someone with enthusiasm said "Oh It's Mrs Ch and Sophie wow" It was an understanding that I was excited to be there but that little lady comment made me more excited to be there. We finally sat down at the bench and my head went spinning in all direction to observe the atmosphere. With all these new faces I felt so much like a stranger staring at a place she knew well before. I reminded myself that after years of absence there's bound to be changes whether they were good and bad. When service started I was delighted to know that worship was lead by young people since May is the month of youth. At my big surprise it was none other than Jacob who was leading service in the company of the choir.

After service ended my mom was once again surrounded by people who were happy to see her. They were asking so much question from how she was doing, how our circumstance change from sickness to mortality. They were also curious to know if I was still that chubby kid forgetting that babies grow up to be young adults. As I am making my way out of the crowd I kept greeting and hugged familiar faces from the young to old with a sincere smile translating that I was happy to be among them. I finally reached Jacob and we hugged each other so tight that I almost lost my standing balance, surprised to how he held me and noticed how handsome he's gotten. He grew up to be taller from the last time I saw him, I complimented him to the improvement he made in his singing voice. After the first couple of conversation I head up to greet Marina at her sort of Coffee-shop located  by the church. Marina was actually among the first people I've seen upon my first week in Haiti during my second day in Haiti and in the funeral of my Aunt. She came to support us that day so it only made sense that I went to greet her after church. When I came in she was cooking and serving her customers, even so we talked about everything from my haircut, my life in the states, my studies and how fast the years have gone. As I am going upstairs, she suggested that I eat something before I head to watch a choir rehearsal. She was also among the people who thought that I didn't want to eat, in fact little did they know I had a big appetite. I just didn't want to lose my "sexy" silhouette gotten from a work-out that I did before my trip. Despite the stress that I was under during my previous week, Marina didn't fail to feed me (among my other lovely feeders lol) and spoil me with goodies. The evening finally approached when Kell and Tobbie came to pick me up from church. Though it was time for me to leave Jacob suggested that we set up a date to see each other outside of church to catch up and catch in with the about of our lives. I wave goodbye to everyone promising them that I would be spending time with them as much as I could and left to go on in my little evening out with Kel and Tobie at Karibe Hotel. When Kel and I were walking fast to go find Tobie in the car, I had no idea this Sunday evening held something that would change my life again.


To Be Continued...
It's all Love

Sophie :)

Mes premieres experiences a L'Institut Francais

I am sure by now that all of you are aware that my family and I we have moved back to our hometown in Haiti. It's been already two months close to three that we've been back and I am still accommodating to my surrounding such as the streets of Port-Au-Prince. Before I left when I was thirteen I was aware the capital of Haiti was filled with people but it got bigger after the terrible earthquake. Needless to say the streets are HOT sometimes I compare the streets as my lover; We don't always get along but at the end of the day we remain in love. It saddened me though that I can't trace back the beautiful scenery of the place that I grew up.

 Upon my arrival in the country, I was enrolled at what we call "Des Coures de rattrapage" in French (broad review courses) so I can be well prepared for classes in my College career in Haiti. People think it's nearly impossible to do so but little did they know is that it's achievable but then again this is a whole argument for another day. The amount of time I left Haiti forced me to focus in English in order to succeed therefore my native tongue both French and English took a break without any of intentions. The lessons and practices made in the class forces me to face the reality I need to be confident that my sentences structures are bold, grammatically correct and at ease to people's ears. It doesn't hurt that the people in my class are also class clowns so far so good, nothing beats the feeling of being home.

It's All Love

Sophie :)

The nearness of you.

The last day of my holidays ended with him sitting closely by my sides. My head was resting on his shoulder, we were silent yet our hearts were booming with things to say. Instead of worrying about the heavy weight of my luggages I decided to stay within his presence instead. As the hours were slowly turning into miserable seconds I thought of reviewing the house that turned into a home; one that would never be forgotten; a wide house that held memories in each room. I remembered at night how we both dreamed separately but our thoughts connected each other throughout the wee hours of the night. I touched the perimeter of the balcony as I walked remembering where I used to stand in the morning on the bright summer of Haiti smiling and waving at him to invite him to come for breakfast. We'd sit across each other going from conversations to conversations. They were so long that our housemates would shake their heads at us; wondering how we could go on talking for hours that way. If something shall had cause for us to go our separate ways, I felt that the memories of us lived on and would stay written in each side of this house wall.

The memories were  similar to those beautiful actions of waves of the oceans. Peaceful yet they shaken my soul every time. As the clocks was ticking away, we said words, we tried to ask one another how the hell did we happen? sinnce we didn't see it happening. We laughed at trying answering our own questions. Even though we were in the middle of laughing sometimes we'd just go back on letting silent arise around us. Being with each other was enough before we said our goodbyes. Through the peaceful effects of our hands, he led me to the warmth of his chest where I felt the rhythm of his heart beat loudly. I rested my head for a great amount of time listening to his heart beating as we smiled at each other. Later on as I got in the car I wept not because I was leaving a part of me behind, I wept because I was no...longer in control and it felt wonderful to fall beautifully then:
That was my journey back to Haiti

It's All Love
Sophie :)

Finalement 21 ans

It's been awhile since I've done an outfit posts but the occasion was chosen well since Sat dec 3rd I turned 21. Is this the time where I become witty when people start asking my age and I tell them "well a young lady never tell her age?" or should I just now refer myself as an 'Twenty year old something' either way I am thankful for the person that I have become. I am definitely a work in progress, stubborn but I am definitely a work in progress.



I love to think that being a 20 year old was a great year. This is once again the time where I reflect about the last 12 months and tell you that "i've learned so much about myself" but this time I think I've learn so much about my surrounding...and fine I've learn things about myself as well.
Here is the list...please feel free to add more :)
I am hilarious when I choose to be.
I tend to take it as my weakness that I love hard but remembering Christ on the cross I can't help but remembering to stay strong though it's not easy.
I no longer look at the guys who approach me as a threat and I am a better girl for that.
I learned the hard way that communication is a must. In the words of John Mayer, please say what you need to say.
The fact that I have earned my Associates Degree shows me that hard work pays off.
I no longer feel silly for telling someone who is close how I feel about them.
Every mistake is a lesson learn.
I am the leader of my heart.

In the words of my mom "Je cherche faire la paix avec tout le monde"
I am learning to make peace with everyone in my surrounding.
It's All Love
Sophie :)

Birthday girl and Aunty A

Well Folks Tomorrow is the time where I don't have to feel guilty when all the attention is one, yes yes you guessed it right it's my birthday (as if the post title didn't give it away). Right now I am in the company of my wonderful Aunty A, she's already starting cooking for tomorrow as we are speaking. We are talking about Reggae music, talking about the youth of my mother...and making fun of my mom as we are on it as well :). I love her and her quirky ways
Happy 21st Birthday To Me and of course I will surely have an interesting birthday post...whenever I have timeee

It's All Love
Sophie :)

Dans mon ptit chez moi

I am ending my Monday night with the following thoughts and images of my new home.

-My birthday is near and this year I'll be home with my people :)

-Although all my aunties have passed, I have gained a profound love for my Aunty A. She makes me realize that great friends do exist after all through goods and bad time

-Why do freaks never get the hint that I am not interested in going out with them?

-It's still weird that I am not wearing my winter clothing at all because Haiti is mostly a summer all year long type of weather.

-My first reflects are still in English

-I am not allowed to keep falling for Meester yet he's either violently present or tenderly distant in my thoughts...Yet never away from my prayers.

-I would totally keep going on about him...but I won't....at least not right now lol

-My photography biz is slowly getting the attention of it being an art. It's standing out, that makes me proud.

-I love being happy

Ze End

It's All Love

Sophie :)

A well deserved welcome

I've never been so happy to be back in the wagon of blogging. It’s been a month but I feel as if it's been forever in the blogspere. It felt so long that every now and then I forget that wonderful feeling that I get from being able to create freely.  For the last few months I've been in the process of moving…moving and oh did I mention moving? My family and I went from leaving the Sunshine State Of Florida to living in our Home Country in Haiti. We've been doing so much work renovating our house to transform it to a home that being exhausted becomes part of my daily routine. Thus far everything has been going well throughout our days back home, sometimes when I look out my window it feels unreal to think that I traded my fall/winter wardrobe for short sleeves shirts, dresses and pants, although I still wear my scarves every now and then regardless the funny stares haha.  Some days are hotter than others and there are a few time when I felt a breeze that led me to wear a light jacket.
 One thing that has changed is the fact that I am officially a Blogger based in Haiti therefore I aim to only bring out the positive traits of Haiti along with my work. Although I am an artist I believe that I've seen quite negatives photos of my country. I aim to show through here that Haiti is more than January 12th 2010,therefore I will choose to keep these ugly sides out of my blog. With that in mind I am welcoming myself back here hoping this will become my motivation to keep posting works such as illustrations and photography. I am looking forward to re-connecting with you all and read all of the wonderful things that I’ve missed in your lives.

It’s All Love

Sophie :)