Cabin Fever
It’s like this. Good Monday, Mi Gente. I know I’ve been away from the internet for personal reasons. Reasons that I don’t have to tell you motherfuckers. But I gotta thank two cities this past weekend: LA and Atlanta for understanding Donald Trump’s situation. And I gotta thank Flavie one more time for taking the […]
Calgary | Dr. Kizomba Workshop | Cuban Link
Good day motherfuckers. How y’all feeling today? I’m at 75% but this coffee is gonna put me on 100% in 2 seconds and I got some nuts in my pocket. Calgary. Well well well. How do I start? This niggas live sooooo good in Calgary, we are missing out with goods in life. Like, its […]
Chicago | Bye bye | Montreal
The picture don’t lie, this is family here aka #DrKizomba official bodyguard, my nephew, best friend, Jen’s other son. Look how small I look next to this giant baby and on top of that he’s strong as a bull. I recommend you not to mess with your Dr. Kizomba because my nephew’s is waiting to […]
Chicago | Travel Blog | On My Mind
The first time I went to Chicago was with Andreas Meneses, my brother straight boy out of Toronto aka the 6, struggling to pay my rent, in between 2 jobs, willing and wanting to punch 🥊 my manager he was an ass. Then I got the chance to join a team called Mas Mambo by […]
Chocolates | Family | Xmas
Maaaaaaan, I gotta love my life. I’m working individually a lot on my lady students’ following skills and the results of that is I’m getting Lindt chocolates as presents! I dunno what I’m doing but it’s doing the job. And its amazingly respected. Way to go Dr. Kizomba. Look at me, giving props to myself. […]
Curadise | Dr. Kizomba | Private Pool
Good day good day good day, you already know your unapologetic motherfucker aka #drkizomba is in the islands. To be more specific, Curaçao and I have a pool in my backyard. Yes! A pool in my backyard. Isn’t that crazy? They just gave me a pool, all by myself. Look at this. Sunning with my […]
Day 1 | A Portuguese Situation
Mi Gente! It’s your boy, Dr Kizomba. Here’s the current situation. As some of you might know, Flavie and I had our bags stolen at the airport in Barcelona on our way to the Kizomba Sunrise Beach Festival in Algarve. All our stuff: wallets, IDs, cards… and passports. Gone. That’s some fucked up shit. So […]
Day 1 | New Home, New Routine
Mi Gente! #stuckinlisbon, one of the biggest experiences of my life, ended with the scariest flight ever. Yesterday, your boy was supposed to land in Mtl at 3pm. But the plane was late. So then we were supposed to land at 4pm. But there was a crazy thunderstorm happening in Mtl at 4pm. The plane […]
Day 10 | New Project
Your boy fell asleep in Mtl, woke up in TO. I came to visit my sister and my mini-me, my little nephew Junior in the six, my old city. Missed my fam after 60 days #stuckinlisbon. Nothing much has changed here but damn, what an expensive city! 💸Gonna hang out with my homies, and then […]
Day 10 | Pride and Ego
Like I said, Try and Fail but don’t Fail and Try. Good Morning, Mi Gente. 8 hours of sleep sounds fantastic. With an amazing kuduro class yesterday, made sure my students got home tired as hell, and whipped on their last class, with their egos hurt and new prospects of growth. Let me take it […]
Day 104 | Feliz Dia Da Independência
Woke up at 2 am. Just saw the video of my babies performing at the Boston Brazil Dance Festival. They did good, traveling and spreading their love for Kizomba, without their doctor. 😍👊👍👌 Today, we are the 11th of November 2017. Very happy Independence Day to my country. Let me tell the story of this […]