Team Rios

Google Images Is strong beautiful? Does having stronger hair make you beautiful? That’s what this advertisement states, but is it true? The Pantene Pro-V 3-minute Miracle Daily Conditioner advertisement caught my eye as a consumer and the desire to have long, full, thick, strong hair. The advertisement states boldly that “Strong is Beautiful” (Cosmopolitan 15), but is it really? Does a woman need strong hair to maintain beauty? Do women with thin hair or no hair at all feel just as beautiful as a woman with full strong hair? As a consumer this is just how the ad wants to reel you in. First glance, there is a Pop Star Icon as the model, that would entice anyone to keep reading. The model has long full gorgeous strong hair, deep dark brown sparkling eyes and silky nude lips but the focus is her hair and that’s what catches my eye first. I want that kind of hair, is this daily conditioner going to make my hair look like hers? If so, order me a case of this stuff! For any consum...

Music, what kind of music do I listen to? I’ve always been surrounded by music, all types. My mom’s love has always been country, so yes, she was “Country, when Country wasn’t cool”. She exposed my sisters and I to all her favorites while riding through town in her huge 1979 LTD, that thing was a tank! Jack, my step father came into my life when I was only 3 years old, so yeah, he’s been around a while. It wasn’t uncommon for him to refer to himself as the music genius of our house. He had every album from the Beatles, Rolling Stones, Clear Creedence Revival, Grand Funk Railroad, you name it he had it. With all his music I was exposed to something other than Country, and I started to like it. As I grew into a teenager I began to listen to my own style of music. New Kids on the Block or N.K.O.T.B., Janet Jackson or even Michael Bolton. By this time, I would say I’ve been pretty exposed to different music styles or so I thought. Bing Images Years passed and music artist seem t...

A week of absolute hell – This had to be the absolute worst week of my life. It was the beginning of August and my family and I were a week away from leaving on our summer vacation we’d been waiting for, our seven-day cruise to Jamaica, Grand Cayman and Cozumel.   On Monday, my mom calls and says my 84-year-old grandfather lost his battle with Alzheimer’s and had passed away in Montgomery, TX. I had to drive to Montgomery, console my mom and say my goodbyes to the man who meant the world to me. We can’t stay too long because my 20-year-old daughter had a scheduled surgery at 5am in Katy, TX the next morning. I can already feel exhaustion setting in, how will I have the energy to do all I still need to do? I haven’t even begun packing! We get to the hospital, she goes back for surgery and I sit and wait. Her doctor comes out and said all is well and to meet her in her room. Since it was her first surgery and she was scared to stay at the hospital alone, she asked me t...