Dimelo: Love, Relationship & Sex Advice
By Pauline Campos | 08/15/2013 - 11:02
My job is to give advice on love and life and relationships. My blogs are full of essays and stories that are meant to empower women and young girls to see the beauty in their reflections and love themselves as they are. My business cards say Giver of Solicited Advice and I like to refer to myself as a body image cheerleader.
But that doesn't mean I don't have bad days. Because I do.
I think you need to know that.
I also wait out the bad days because I know tomorrow, I get to try again. You need to know that, too.
By Pauline Campos | 08/06/2013 - 16:33
Okay. We need to talk.
First I want to know if you remember singing the words to the Star Spangled Banner in elementary school. I do.
Now I want to know how you feel about the onslaught of recent headlines about Twitter getting twitchy because Marc Anthony may or may not rolled his R's while singing "God Bless America."
That's UnAmerican, says Twitter. He has an accent when he says the words, says Twitter. Why isn't Kesha performing instead, says Twitter.
By Pauline Campos | 07/31/2013 - 11:15
I'm finally home from this year's amazing BlogHer conference in Chicago. I'm exhausted because attending the annual gathering of women bloggers is like trying to fit 50 years of wedded bliss into a four-day weekend: Amazing connections forged or strengthened. New friends. New information. New perspectives.
By Pauline Campos | 07/19/2013 - 11:15
Cultural identity is on the brain today.
I've been chatting about the topic with fellow bloggers Ananda Leeke and Dwana Delacerna, my co-hostesses for the MultiCulti Extravanganza, a party celebrating blogger diversity at this year’s BlogHer Conference in Chicago on July 25-27.
So I want to ask you, what is your own cultural identity and what do you celebrate most? And what part, if any, does ancestry play in the culture with which you identify?
By Pauline Campos | 07/08/2013 - 17:03
Dear Robert Martinez,
I come from a generation who grew up thinking that no child's birthday party was complete without at least one drunk Mexican sitting on a roof. We took our piñata entertainment portion of the festivities seriously. That meant blindfolds, spinning each kid three times and facing them the wrong way before sending them off with the baseball bat, while the drunk on the roof laughed hysterically as he mercilessly played with each child by baiting them into complacency before swiftly yanking the piñata out of reach.
By Pauline Campos | 07/01/2013 - 15:49
Since I'm going to be giving you advice on All Things Personal, I figured it's only fair to share my own brand of Personal with you. Today, I'll illustrate with an interview...with myself.
Ready? Let’s pretend I’m famous and you give a damn about the craziness that is my life. You are at the grocery store and reaching for the latest trashy tabloid for a chance to play the Mystery Celeb Fat-Match game because you needed an ego boost.
By Pauline Campos | 06/18/2013 - 16:32
Not too long ago, a friend brought up Facebook and how it was ruining her marriage. Remember, I'm the chick that keeps my iPhone in my bra so I can Instagram and update on the fly, so this was new territory. Was she getting too many Farmville requests from her beloved and she now wanted to unfriend him to protect her sanity?
By Pauline Campos | 06/11/2013 - 12:24
I've never told this story before.
Considering what I usually share, that's saying a lot. But suicide attempts, successful or not, are not exactly the way to break the ice when there's nothing else to talk about. Unless, of course, you happen to be a celebrity by birth who lost her father and survived trying to slit her wrists.
By Pauline Campos | 06/06/2013 - 15:53
The year I graduated high school was the year I saw myself in glossy images and Spanglish words. The images weren't me and the words were not my own, but Latina arrived on my doorstep in 1996, giving me permission to celebrate the hyphen. You know, the one between Mexican and American.
It was in the much-beloved Dolores Dice column that I found myself reflected in the questions featured. And in Dolores' wise and sassy Spanglish straight-talk responses, I found my favorite kind of validation: the kind that comes with the playful sarcasm and tough love.