Scared AF

As a rite of passage, you’re not truly a flight attendant until you’ve taken the covenant engine photo. Well guess who is a truly blue flight attendant now? ME!

What ‘they’ don’t tell you, you don’t have to be scared, your pretty much safe. Well I was scared AF attempting to get a few photos, as much as I love y’all, No, you will not be seeing these outtakes today! I was so engrossed with the paperwork for the next flight I didn’t pay attention that there was an opportunity for the engine photo. Otherwise, I would’ve definitely worn a different shirt!

Tristan Jonez.

Taste of Chicago

So much food, EVERYWHERE.

After years of wanting to go, wishing I could go, trying to set my schedule so I could go, I’ve finally made it to Taste of Chicago and they didn’t disappoint! I know, I had to have read all about the ins and out of “The Taste” as it’s affectionately known but I really didn’t have any expectations as to the food variety. I was surprised with Mexican, African, Jamaican, more Mexican and of course Two different varieties of Pizza. Although I opted to stay away from The dough, the smell was delicious enough to change my mind.

Day One was HOT! I met up with my fly sister, Shakila, copped some food tickets, and took a survey of our selection. Did I say it was hot? Cuz it was. My confession of never having Harold’s led us straight there and OMG. Juicy, tender, flavorful chicken. And yes!, I got the mild sauce!

After some prime shots, because hello! The sun was giving us this Glow, it was time for sweets. The stifling heat called for funnel cakes with ice cream, Italian and Mexican iceys.

Tristan Jonez

FYI Its called a Taste of Chicago because you can get a ‘taste’ of the food, ( a small but lightly filling portion) or a full portion. Genius!

When In … Columbus

Surprisingly I’m not a big donut fan, I’ll take cupcakes over them any day of the week. However Columbus has turned me into a donut lover. I introduce to you guys, Destination Donut. Oh my gosh! How can a donut be light and fluffy but taste seven levels of amazing? Lord knows if I had the answer to that, I’d be a billionaire. Since this would be my first meal, I thought I would keep it light and go for what would be the ‘safe’ choice Vanilla. (Insert Joke)

This dueling vanilla was anything but ‘vanilla’. The first bite was amazing. So good, it was better than any Krispy Kreme or gourmet donut would could name. If vanilla isn’t your flavor maybe these are.

-Tristan Jonez

Mayan MC.

To say I’m excited, is an insult to my vocabulary. Words aren’t adequate to describe accurately how I’m currently feeling in this moment. Since Sons of Anarchy, has dissipated, I’ve been without a rage fueled, violent packed, emotionally invested show. Although I would love to watch ten years of SOA, it was definitely time for the show to be concluded. I’d rather it choose to end, then to fuck up its legacy because it’s run out of ideas to sustain its fan base.

Mayans MC will be premiering Sept 4, and I nearly cried when I found out. Shout out to thebotchwayshow on instagram. I don’t watch television in the traditional sense anymore so my heart literally jumped out of my chest. Kurt Sutter, the writer and director, will forever be the love of my life. He makes great television, the kind of tv that make you laugh, cry and feel like one of the family. I know, I’ll stop drooling but this is MAJOR. Although there’s articles about what to expect, I’m not reading any of it. I want to fall for the Mayans in the same way I fell for SOA, with a genuine love for them.

Tristan Jonez

PS. I’m Low (high) key so excited to see Richard Cabral back on my television screen. I hate/love him. He’s such an amazing actor, and for that reason alone, I KNOW this show will be a major contender for the fall line up.

Flower Power

In my next trick, I will be a floral photographer. I’m always super excited when the light hits a flower just right, when I have company, a bee/an insect, who is admiring the art just as I am, or just after it’s rained and the beads of water have yet to fall. San Jose doesn’t owe me a thing! Every single sidewalk, walkway and park was bursting with fresh flowers, even dying flowers but there’s beauty in death. It’s a goal/dream of mine to host a gallery of my photos. I’d like to believe I can do wonders, and what better way to show them off then putting them ALL on display. I can’t wait until I return to San Jose, California. There’s still so much for me to capture. Tristan Jonez

When?

When did we get into the habit of glossing over the ‘struggle’? I find that folks are so eager to show that they are winning, that it creates unrealistic expectations so when you do lose, personally, you lose your fucking mind. We know, with all forms of social media, you have to keep up airs, stay put on but isn’t that exhausting? Now don’t get me wrong, who the hell wants to solely focus on failures? Nobody. That’s a depressing place to be, but shit happens, right?

I want to create a place of equal balance. A place where we celebrate the lows just as fiercely as the highs. Now maybe I won’t be the actual person to create this haven I’m looking for but i do want to play my part. So although I do believe I vocalize my lows and highs equally, I will be more aware of the content I put out. Just as often as I scream men ain’t shit but fuck boys, I’ll turn around and showcase men who have the qualities that’ll make your knees buckle.
Balance.

T. Jonez

Ego Fragility

Ladies, I will continue being an advocate for doing whatever you want. For placing yourself first, because when you’re super sweet as pie, folks think they can treat you however they see fit. That notion no longer work for me. I am not here to cater to the male ego, why should I? Why should you? So y’all know I’m attempting to date. I’m open to other races, and ages, etc. I’m opened to dating folks who aren’t my usual go to per se. I’ve struggled with how to tell men I’m just not interested, but I would prefer a soft blow over anything else. So recently chatting with a man, who I wasn’t interested at all. I responded with pleasantries but why waste time, providing false hope when I have no interest. I laughed at the response. I mean how could I not? You’re not interested yet you went out of your way to gain my attention. I could’ve respected, him not responding, or even, a “Good Night” in return. We as women have been conditioned to support the male ego, let them down softly, try not to reject them, and if you do, put the blame on you. Nope! Although I will forever be respectful in my dealings, protecting your (fragile) Ego will never be my concern.

Tristan Jonez