ultralight beamin’…
Checking in from our spontaneous trip to Rio de Janeiro. We’ve hit up all of our favorite restaurants, beaches and night hot-spots and the shit’s surreal. It’s been 4 years but we haven’t missed a beat. Between the extra chill vibe, the conversion ratio of 1 : 4 (dollars to reals) and the #bootybuttcheeks, I could pitch a tent.
Peep the view–
runnin’ off #OnThePlug
fro hawkin’…
posin’…
(with my boo! Remember Nina from our first trip to Rio? Well, she’s still project managing, volunteering, writing, dancing, producing and generally slaying for Black and Brown girls everywhere.
She’s actually looking to relocate to the States but needs a gig. She’s kind of a big deal in IT over here– an Executive of Technology Information since 2002, focused on SAP implementations. So if you know of anything, email me- nikki@curlynikki.com)
clownin’…
top of the worldin’…
sunnin’…
slayin’…
viewin’…
lunchin’…
servin’…
man crushin’…
strollin’…
lovin’…
Flexin’…
Cakin’…
frizzin’…
(I lost so many good bobby pins on this trip– my hair would draw up immediately upon stepping outside and begin ejecting them joints, like ‘ping, ping’– it was hilarious and tragic.)
face stuffin’ #Feijoada
meditatin’…
late night beach strollin’…
By far my most favorite thing to do.
new friendin’
(Meet Allie and Alexandra. They recognized me at Copacabana Beach after a long day of chillin’ and we got up for drinks and dancing several days later. They’re beautiful, natural haired students from Wesleyan University who managed to squeeze in a trip to Brazil on their spring break while working on their theses projects.)
vibin’…
(The only thing I wanted to do on this trip was come back here– to Trapiche Gamboa Restaurant in downtown Rio. The ladies pictured above performed regional and black traditional music – samba, jongo and maracatu. The drums were SICK. Like, ‘shake shake shake Senora’, good. )
Livin’… #LikeItsGolden #CauseItIs
Later Gators,
Nik
