Kitaba Was Lit | #stuckinlisbon Flashbacks

Good day Mi Gente, your boy just woke up, Kitaba last night was too good. It’s your boy Dr. Kizomba unapologetic motherfucker. You already know the drill, we don’t have to tell you more. Yesterday was a very grey day because yesterday was grey. When I left my crib, it looked like a sweater day. […]

Flashback: #stuckinlisbon

Good day Montreal! Today is bedroom-boom weather. When it’s raining like that, it’s time to stay inside of the house and take care of business, meaning washing the dishes and cleaning and taking care of everything corporal some people call it physical. It’s your boy Dr. Kizomba, the unapologetic motherfucker, still waiting for that Drake […]

#dsantosVT

I really gotta clean my forehead! I don’t know what that shit is, but I really should clean it. Too much sweat and shit. Aight mi Gente it’s your boy Dr Kizomba, don’t worry. I am in Vermont this weekend. I just taught 3 classes. Handing out with my Dsantos VT franchise, a lot of […]

Back in Montreal | Dr. Kizomba show

Oh my god. I arrived! Completed 3 days without Facebook whatsoever. Caribbean island was off the chain, Curaçao oh my god, what a beautiful place. I didn’t like the mosquitoes tho! They didn’t fucking discriminate, they were biting the shit outta me. One night I walked inside the room after hanging outside with some folks […]

Curaçao: day 1

Good morning from Curaçao. I’m sorry for the Dr. Kizomba crowd. Yesterday we couldn’t do a live because we were miles away from Canada. I know you guys love your live classes on Wednesday, but unfortunately that wasn’t possible because myself and Flavie are currently in the islands of Curaçao. With that said, Thursday. Curadise […]

On the Bus to TO

Good morning. Woke up so tired. Realized I had to be in the bus by 9o’clock. Got a reminder at 8:50, of course I didn’t make it. Jumped on the 2nd bus at 10:30 to be able to make to my workshop in T-dot at 7pm. Yes, I have enough time to see my nephew […]

Wednesday is ma girl

Woke up from a nice meeting with the Kizomba Canada team yesterday. I’m sorry my readers, that’s why I was away all day. We discussed some things, especially some things that are going in the team aka making the hustle go stronger. Then we celebrated at my crib, you already know my neighbor didn’t sleep […]

Day 2.1 | Home Sweet Home

Home sweet home. Got back home surprised my students, surprised my team, walking into the kuduro class. The kids were already dead, laying on the couch, I guess Flavie destroyed them. The adults could barely breathe. Shit is fucked up. I had to go and melt some mozzarella in a Canadian fried cheese Western Unique […]

Day 2.1 | Goodbye Wakanda Weekend

Good Monday to everybody. Yes, your boy Dr. Kizomba is already at the airport. Yes, I need my coffee. I gotta give it up for San Antonio, thank you so much for having me this weekend. It was amazing. It was priceless. But more importantly, it was lit. I was able to see old friends, […]

Day 2.0 | Texas Midnight Post

I went to a restaurant with some friends in San Antonia. The resto was pretty dope. I saw a Texas flag on the door. My ignorance, but also not knowing every single flag in America – these states flags are a little crazy if you know what I am talking about, I’m feeling a little […]

Day Ooops | Wakanda Weekender

Well. Wakanda weekend. Amazing San Antonio. The weather, amazing. Old friends, amazing. I finished my first semba workshop. Amazing. Always planting cookies on student’s minds. Shit that motherfuckers don’t usually think about but is very important on the dance floor. That’s why your boy is named Dr. Kizomba. I have a sad news to tell […]