Day 29 | Gindungo: 5 days to go

Oh my goodness, good morning for the second time. I woke up early, I dropped this note on Facebook because I had to get it off my chest: “When the past calls, don’t answer. It has nothing new to say”. Some of you guys already liked it. Then I fell back asleep and reality hit […]

Your Doctor Needed A Doctor

Greetings to my online savages. From the night of Wednesday to Thursday, your doctor needed a doctor. Yes. A combination of bad nutrition and alcohol led me into a situation that even water could not penetrate my system. Vomit was my comfort zone. No more details, I don’t want to disgust your ears. I had […]

Don’t Mess With My Students

The day has arrived. Your boy Dr Kizomba’s freedom. Passport: ✅. Let’s start our first tattoo. Lisbon, here I come, before LA, USA and St Petersburg, Russia Dr Kizomba will be back in Lisbon. But this time, not being stuck! My Lisbon people: Friday February 9, 2018 I’ll see you at Capricho Moltense. Come and […]

New Year Still Cold

Happy New Year Mi Gente! I’m wishing you love and health, more money, less bullshit. I’m gonna have to say that I’m starting 2018 no new year resolutions. Imma repeat 2017 with a smile on my face, maybe a little bit more change in my pocket and new friends well filtered. Speaking on that topic: […]

Day 72 | Family First

Woke up on another day in another city. On Sunday I got bad news about my nephew: Junior was sick at the hospital. He is first born of the next generation, the first grandson of the family, our biggest baby . Knowing that, without thinking twice, your doctor jumped on the bus and made my […]

Day 51 | Squad Goals

Mi Gente, you really liked my first show with the Kizomba Canada team since I got back from #stuckinlisbon. Name of the show = Fashion, and we looked good. 😎 Don’t worry, my people, the next show is gonna be even better! 🔥 I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again: gotta give it […]

Day 55 | My Brother’s Birthday

Today is my bro’s bday. Jalane, my mom’s 3rd eldest son. Growing up, everybody told me I talked, walked, tried to be like him. I hated that. But he WAS the coolest in the family. He could talk his way outta anything and had the nicest clothes, newest Jordans, best everything… he hustled hard, sometimes […]