About
Oh, hello!
Welcome to the new home of mamarella. I figured that I needed to revamp and rebrand the blog as well as move domains since having it at a .blog was not the best idea in the long run.
Hi, I’m Hazel.
I was born in San Jose, CA and raised in Vallejo, CA. The two places are very different from each other. I come from your typical Filipino household of immigrant parents who didn’t know what the hell they were doing. I’ve spent a lot of time building my self awareness and trying to figure out why I am the way I am, though knowing it doesn’t make healing any easier. I’m all about self-awareness, manifestation and Saging the fuck out of my home after anything that promotes bad energy.
I’m a former Walt Disney World Cast Member and I miss Florida and working for Disney every single day. I’m now located in the one place I never thought I’d find myself: Texas. But you know, I don’t hate it. At least, not anymore.
I’ll be upfront, I’m a mess. I’m capable of being selfish and if you push me too far, petty. I’m an Aries through and through (though I’m not as Aries as my oldest considering she’s Aries all the way across her chart) and I’m always up for a fight. Sometimes I don’t come up with the best ideas or solutions. But it’s okay, adult and parenthood is a never ending Hell of learning and growing.
I have two wonderful girls with different dads. Let’s just get that out of the way. I’m also extremely transparent. It drives my mom crazy but hey, if you just say it, no one can really use it against you. Though my bd seems to think that things I blog about are fair game for “low blows”. Dunno how that even makes sense but okay.
Tums is the older one and Winnie is the younger one (well duh, obviously). Those are both their real and not real names.
I also have two babies that I lost. Both before Tums. Tums was actually a rainbow baby and she is… a lot. She keeps me and her dad on our toes for sure. She’s sarcastic and hilarious but she’s also sensitive and super emotional. It’s fun watching her learn and grow and develop into her own person.
Maybe the girls should get their own about page.
I’m a gamer, a social media addict (in terms of marketing and obsessing over stats and how they work), a book reviewer turned casual mood reader, a foodie, a Disney adult and I literally don’t feel like a parent. Seriously. Yesterday at the zoo Tums was playing with some little boy she just met and she goes “say hi to my mom!” and I looked at her like who’s your mom. Yeah, I don’t know man. This stuff is weird.
Enough of my rambling… get comfy, grab a coffee. And iced drink. Maybe a Xanax and join me in… whatever it is I’m doing here.