This past weekend, Kalei and I took a trip to
San Francisco, San Luis Potosi located in Mexico. Below are our experiences and what drove the inspiration for callejera.
Kalei: The main reason for my trip to San Fran was to visit my dad and family, who are born natives of the area. However, the second part of my bliss when leaving, was seeing the beautiful surroundings Mexico has to offer our world. It is filled with so many unbelievably beautiful textures and bold colors. I am so thankful to be able to have the short time and opportunity to capture these moments we had and to be able to share with you the inspiration and motivation behind callejera.
Favorite food while there: Tacos, duh.
Best part of the day: The night because it was windy and cool.
Most memorable moments: Saturday, my dad had a cow killed the day before, and we ate carnitas(sooo good, yall are missing out). There was a few men there that had horses attached to a pole nearby. One of the horses was a blondie, and the ranchero let me pet and ride it. Last time I rode a horse, I cried. Not one of my best moments, but this time, it was so much fun.
On Sunday, we went to the Paroles-- which is a swimming hole located in the middle of nowhere-- and the water was so clear and had a natural current that ran west. The coolest part was that we were swimming with tiny little fish. I SWAM WITH FISH!!!
Chelsea: I knew, before I stepped foot outside of San Luis Potosi, that I was there to be inspired and to hold onto as many memories as I could. I wanted to be a sponge. Soak in the scenery. Soak in the air. Soak in the people. We took time to do a mini fashion shoot, because we couldn't resist. It even attracted many people in the streets, because they have never seen some girl strolling in heels in the middle of the day posing in front of cactus and houses. We had the perfect scenery and I have a gorgeous sister. We also had help from our cousin, Roxy, and she was such a great help, and I hope we inspired her and that she could see that we loved what we did, and how the roots of who we are still remain with us.
Favorite food while there: Fresh eggs, salsa, and homemade tortillas from my aunt Goya.
Best part of the day: The morning. Every night, we left the door open to our bedroom to let in the cool air. In the morning, I woke up to the most peaceful and serene landscape. It was breathtaking and I felt whole and so small, but it was such a great feeling. Most memorable moments: Just the feeling of having my Dad around and to hear his voice was something I missed. The most memorable moment was sitting on the back of the truck, being happy -- and sunburned-- and being all together.
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