Collaboration, frangrance, style
Collaboration, frangrance, style
My sister Natalie and I are excited to promote the Cafe Bustelo “El Café del Futuro” scholarship program. This scholarship is in partnership with HACU (Hispanic Association of Colleges & Universities) and open to all students of Latino descent living in the United States of America. Scroll down for more details and the link to enter!
I am proud to share a bit of my sister’s and my story of education and motivation to inspire applicants to enter this really great scholarship.
We were raised by our parents to be very education focused growing up. Our Hispanic father, born and raised in Los Angeles, always shared his stories of how education was the key his success today. Our grandfather was an immigrant from Mexico and worked as hard as he could to make sure his children could get the education they deserved, and our father wanted to make sure he did just that. Family support played a huge role in our decision to stick with our school books, even when our minds wandered to playtime (more often than not).
One of the things that I remember the most from my childhood was our family trip to the local library after school. I was so proud of myself for having a library card, and I used it with pride and enthusiasm. I would go once a week with my parents and sister, and each time I would take home around 3-5 books, which I would always finished before our next trip. My imagination grew from those library trips, and my writing skills today have been influenced from all those year’s with my nose stuck in a book. I’ve always wanted to tell stories because of those books that I read, and if it wasn’t for our parents, who knows if that would be the case today.
And as we got older, we felt it was the right choice to keep close to family even when it came to our careers. Hispanics are very family oriented by culture, and our dad always stressed the importance of family growing up. There is so much trust that comes along with family, that it just made sense for Natalie and I to work with each other and support each other in our careers today. Our support for each other has helped us grow in ways unimaginable, and I don’t think either of us would be exactly where we are right now if we didn’t work together.
Along with family, taking the road less travelled was very important. Our father always believed that going against the mainstream was worth the hard work. Our father has always been a hardworking, successful salesman, much like our hardworking, handy grandfather. But he always wished that he pursued more of his personal passions when he was younger. He said, “It’s better to dream big and possibly fail, than dream small and always wonder.” My sister and I always took that to heart, and our careers so far have been based fully on jumping at unexpected chances to reach our goals. Getting a good education, and making the most out of the education given to us, is a huge part of who we are today. And every single step of the way from then to now has been worth it 🙂
This mindset is something that we share together via our digital platforms, and for me that is this very blog right here. This is where I share my voice, my stories and my inspirations. I started this blog my last year of college with my future in mind, and when I strived to be a writer after switching my major to English Literature at UCLA. It just goes to show, that hard work, commitment, a great education and familial support can take one a very long way.
The essay topic:
Describe how your Hispanic/Latino heritage, family, and the community in which you grew up has inspired your desire and motivation to obtain a college degree and you they plan to give back to your community.
The deadline to enter is May 26, 2017
Application link: http://www.hacu.net/hacu/Scholarships.asp
Office Rules link: http://www.hacu.net/hacu/Scholarships.asp
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The happenings of this past year were quite significant for my personal life, as well as my career, and I’m ending this year motivated to keep working towards the growth of this space from what it started seven years ago in my college apartment. I found a place by accident in the digital world by googling something that I didn’t even know existed at the time, which all of a sudden became a portal to a road that I never thought I could ever trek. It’s been seven years of running this blog, and my enthusiasm is still the same as it was in the beginning. It’s been hard work (post coming on that soon), but this blog is the perfect example of showing the pay offs of working with passion to pursue the things you love to do. It’s allowed me to not just share the indulgences I love like clothing and fashion, but it allowed me to speak my mind on topics beyond just those things because I think the story behind it all is the most important. A visual story board with words to match. I hope this space allows you to have a place to speak your mind, too. Looking forward to year 8 of WWW.DYLANASUAREZ.COM. And looking forward to many more words to be shared. Each year has shown many shining stars, all of which I have kept in my pocket to remind me to reach for them even more the next time around 🙂
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One of the most important aspects of visiting Kuala Lumpur was reigniting family ties. Growing up, we were sadly never that close to our father’s side of the family in Los Angeles, so big familial gatherings were never a regular thing. It was just something we were used to. And it was never a big deal because my father, my mother and my sister were always enough for me. It was all I ever needed. Family can be a very difficult thing. Differing point of views, a reluctance to go out of the way to catch up on each other’s lives as we head in new personal directions, arguments that can easily get blown out of proportion, etc. There are multiple reasons why the idea of family is a hard one. Growing up, I started to understand this more and more. And I show no bitterness to the side of my family that I hardly keep in touch with due to personal matters. But at the same time, I started to realize the importance of the side of the idea family that stands tall and strong. The parts of family that love you unconditionally and that give the most support (even in my case that support comes from hundreds of miles away). That even from miles away you can feel that love is still there. It’s important to grasp onto these things, and fill in every gap as much as you can. I filled a lot of internal gaps on this trip to Kuala Lumpur. And I found joy in seeing how much my mother’s side of the family has grown and developed in the most positive of ways after the past seven years. And it gives me joy to know that there will be even more good things to wrap myself up with the next time that I go.
Of course, no family is perfect. And this truth stands for both sides of my family. I have noticed and come to learn about a few broken pieces leftover from the past that still hurtfully resonate today with my family in Asia. Of course, this isn’t something I will go into detail here, but it is something that I have honestly been thinking a lot about lately. That at the heart of it, acceptance is one of the most beautiful and important things that come along with the familial territory. Without it, family doesn’t work the way that it should. I’ve opened my eyes to this multiple times. Take for example siblings. Most are complete opposites of each other, seeing eye to eye on the most rare of occasions. But at the end of the day, the contrast between them is what it is. It’s something that should be cherished and accepted. Something that promotes openness. I’ve always believed that family should be the first and foremast example of the act of opening your mind to different perspectives that closes the gap of narrow mindedness.
I felt lucky to go home to a place that I don’t go to that often, but to feel at the same time instantly a part of something. I cherished the time I got to spend with relatives I haven’t had the chance to get to know as much before. I got so used to the feeling of being surrounded by these familiar faces that it was hard to leave. But like a friend just recently told me, it is something that will always be there waiting for me whenever I need it.
So here I am with my some family members at the Thean Hou Temple, a beautiful Hainanese temple in Kuala Lumpur. Hainan is the southernmost and smallest province of China, where the roots of my family is from. I’m always so inspired by parts of my heritage, even if it’s just taking in little bits and pieces at a time.
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