This blog is to share my life, and especially my memories of my life in Cuba, before and after the beginning of the Cuban Revolution. As well as my comments and thoughts. It will be written in either English or Spanish. But not in Spanglish. You will find thoughts and chapters of my books, etc. which I will post regularly.
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Una vez Carolina Herrera me dijo que no entendia que las mujeres tuvieran 'ropa para andar por casa', refiriendose a esa ropa a la que no le damos demasiada importancia y usamos para ir al supermercado, o cuando tenemos que caminar por el barrio a comprar algo o llevar la ropa a la tintorería.
Segun ella "toda la ropa es importante y todos los momentos merecen ir bien vestidas, lo mejor posible"-.Carolina es una mujer tan perfecta y tan pulida que comprendo lo que dice y de esto hemos conversado mucho...Aunque yo realmente no sigo ese consejo porque soy muy haragana, y SÍ tengo 'ropa para andar', que en NYC es ir a la esquina a comprar algo, llegarme al CVS o darme una vuelta al Whole Foods. No lo puedo remediar...¿O es una costumbre cubana eso de tener ´ropa de andar'?
Siempre pienso que NYC es perfecta para ser anonimos y ponernos esos leggings viejitos, o esa blusa tan suavecita que hemos lavado tres mil veces. Bianca Jagger me dijo en una ocasion --mientras la entrevistaba sentada sobre la tapa del inodoro del baño de un hotel mientras ella envuelta en un albornoz blanco se maquillaba en el espejo del lavamanos-- que ella comprobaba si un hombre realmente la queria "cuando aceptaba mis viejitos ropones de dormir,esos casi raidos"..Y recuerdo que aquello me gusto!
En aquellos dias Bianca estaba quedandose en aquel hotel neoyorquino con el millonario Olivier Chandon, que murio en un accidente de coche poco despues -- y esa mañana andaba por el cuarto -¡terminando de vestirse!- mientras aquella rara entrevista tenia lugar.
After reading so many articles on Cuba´s future great wealth (famous real estate entrepreneurs are already buying half of Havana!) -and foreigners ready to travel & invest their many $$$ -- I will find very difficult & expensive to even visit Cuba one time! Probably will find myself saying "Please, can you spare a hotel room for 3 days...I am Cuban!" --and be looked at with a ´eye-rolling expression´ by a new hotel manager, who will say... "Oh, she is one of those older exiles, retired, not wealthy nor relevant.Tell her we are fully booked". Yes....I am positive it will be cruel and we -the older and uber 'dignified' and proud exiles- will be at the end of the line! Even now many non-Cubans (inc. journalists) -or very 'casual' Cubans, who never thought twice about the island -think they know about Cuba more than this dedicated & patriotic 'cubanita'. Yes, it will be SURREAL! Sad, cruel and very surreal.
What a surprise to find this article in The New York Times about The Whitby! When we moved to NYC in 1969 we lived in this historical building 7 years, thru the crazy NYC's 70's. By chance. not knowing its History nor the kind of 'show biz' wild neighborhood it was in -mami found this large furnished apartment walking distance to our jobs (papi and Leon 2 blocks away) and 4 blocks to my job as Ticket Agent for Iberia Airlines. It was only $300 a month -and she took it instantly! And it was quite an esperience! Prostitutes in hot pants and super-pimps & flashy pimp-mobiles shared the streets with dancers from the Rockettes and artists! Mami would go to work skipping drunkards sleeping next to the Broadway theatres & in her naive way asked them "please dont drink so much". It was such a surreal time, but we always felt safe. And now I realize we were in the midst of an amazing time in New York. Since I was single my 'dates' would always be surprised that such a nice family lived in such a 'hot' area of NYC. And in that apt 114, sitting on a black sofa while visiitng my father, I met my future husband Orlando Jimenez Leal!..Many friends & family used that living-room sofa bed when visiting NYC -and my brother even brought his French girlfriend Francoise (and her 9 months old son Papoose!) to live with us. When she left to Paris for good we all cried at the baby´s departure! What a grand NYC beginning for all of us! This is the NY Times article http://www.nytimes.com/2014/12/30/nyregion/for-90-years-the-whitby-has-been-a-bastion-for-broadway-performers.html?smid=fb-share
At 90, Still a Haven for Broadway Performers
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The Whitby, on West 45th Street in Manhattan, before the year-end Christmas party for residents.CreditNicole Craine for The New York Times
On a ceaselessly rainy day this month, the residents of the Whitby gathered inside the lobby of the grand old building in Manhattan for its annual Christmas party. Children crawled and darted around the legs of clustered parents. Plastic folding tables were laden with nuts, cold cuts and pizza. Soda and wine sloshed in disposable cups while the lights and ornaments twinkled on a small artificial Christmas tree.
Conversation turned predictably to children and work, as well as to the shows people had seen. More often than not, these were one and the same.
“I’ll be out on a job and see someone I think I recognize from a past gig,” said Paul Ford, a rehearsal pianist and frequent Stephen Sondheim collaborator who has lived at the Whitby since 1983. “We’ll get to talking, and it turns out I know them from the elevator.”
Since it opened in 1924, the Whitby, a stout beige building with 217 units on 45th Street just west of Eighth Avenue, has attracted artists, performers, writers and stagehands. In fact, it was the first residential building in the city created especially for them, not least because performers were often shunned for their odd hours, odd lifestyles and, most of all, odd bank accounts. A “No Theatricals” sign from the era hangs in the management office as a joke.
Paul Ford, a rehearsal pianist, in his apartment at the Whitby, where he has lived since 1983.CreditNicole Craine for The New York Times
“Most actors were considered deadbeats in those days,” said Austin Colyer, who has spent most of his life at the Whitby since moving there in the 1950s. A frequent presence on Broadway until the past decade, this lean 85-year-old was also active in its union, Actors’ Equity, and founded the Whitby’s tenants association to combat a string of nasty landlords in the 1970s and ’80s. His apartment is stuffed with 130 bound collections of Playbills from all the shows he has seen over the years.
“People used to stop me all the time in the hallways and ask if I could get them into Equity,” Mr. Colyer said, sitting in the lobby where he regularly holds court. “And I’d always say, ‘Sure — just tell me what you’ve been in.’ ”
Mr. Colyer may be among the last of his generation at the Whitby, but he is not the last of his breed.
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An item left behind in the sink of a newly vacated apartment at the Whitby attests to its residents' passions.CreditNicole Bengiveno/The New York Times
For all the changes that have come to Broadway, where the only thing more drastic than the astronomical ticket prices are the astronomical rents for apartments in the area, the Whitby has largely remained a bastion for performers and their patrons. But rather than being a haven for struggling artists, the building is now much more a home for successful ones.
“Like any New Yorker, I guess I was worried about the changes,” said Micki Frein, president of the co-op board (the building converted from a residential hotel in 1986). “But in spite of everything, the building still attracts artists and creative types. They just love the character of it, since most things in the neighborhood are shiny and new or totally rundown.”
The property, at 325 West 45th Street, was built by one of the most successful development partnerships of the prewar era, the builders Bing & Bing and the architect Emery Roth. They are responsible for such standouts as 1000 Park Avenue, at 84th Street, and the Southgate, on East 52nd Street. The Whitby was less distinguished though still impressive, with its three sturdy bays and rippling brick cornice. What the actors especially valued, though, was the telephone service, a rarity in the day that kept them apprised of all their callbacks.
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Michael Apuzzo, a dancer, in his living room-bedroom. He has a Murphy bed that tucks into a cabinet so he can clear enough floor space to practice.CreditNicole Bengiveno/The New York Times
Among the stars who came to reside at the Whitby were Doris Day, Betty Grable, Clarence Derwent, Diane Ladd and Wallace Shawn, as well as Al Capone, though legend says it was the showgirls, not the amenities, that drew him there.
Michael Apuzzo came two years ago for proximity to both Broadway and Lincoln Center, where he regularly performs as a dancer with the Paul Taylor Dance Company. It helps that Broadway Dance Center is across the street.
Like many units in the building, his first-floor studio is small and spacious, a testament to Roth’s keen use of space. The walls are decorated with mementos from tours with the company to such places as Istanbul (decorative tapestries), San Francisco (photos on the beach) and Spoleto, Italy (a festival poster). Mr. Apuzzo has a Murphy bed precisely so he can keep the center of the room clear to practice.
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Hayden Wall, an 11-year-old actor, and Austin Colyer, 85, until the past decade a frequent presence on Broadway, are neighbors.CreditNicole Bengiveno/The New York Times
“It’s so nice to walk through the building and hear people singing or playing the piano,” he said. “It’s inspiring, and you know you won’t bother anyone when you’re rehearsing.”
One of the youngest thespians in residence, Hayden Wall, 11, feels a connection with the building, as though the spirits of past performers are inspiring him as he makes his Off Broadway debut in “The Soul Doctor.” His parents started renting a one-bedroom apartment from its owner, leaving behind their suburban home in Syracuse, and now the family spends most of its nights in two beds at the Whitby, so their son can chase his dreams.
“I feel honored to have the torch passed to me,” he said.
Even those who do not work in the theater tend to have some connection. Ms. Frein, the board president, used to be a theater manager and wanted to stay close to her friends, even though she went into finance decades ago. Emilio Casarez and his partner both work at JPMorgan Chase, but rather than a downtown loft or uptown sprawl, they chose the cozy Whitby so they can visit the theater on the nights they are not working late.
Douglas Bellitto, a broker at Brown Harris Stevens who once aspired to the stage, handles many sales in the building these days. He is just as likely to sell an apartment — like a recent one-bedroom for $485,000 — to a pediatrician from Philadelphia as he is to a successful playwright.
“Her daughter is a ballerina, though,” Mr. Belitto said of the pediatrician, “and they come here at least once a month for the shows
I love having a personal blog!...Is a fun experience and almost a ' liberation' ! Like having my very own newspaper, where to talk freely about what impacts me, worries me, kicks my curiosity, surprises me --and about the many, many things that give me infinite pleasures. And -above all- about growing up and later having to leave Cuba! I am writing a book with many of the small chapters I will be posting --and this is a good way to show them to you.
Living in New York City I am also surrounded by so many things that grab my attention -- from very small and subtle ones, to enormous and grandiose moments or things.
This is a city that holds me tight and embraces me with a very warm feeling. I have never felt like a 'foreigner' here. It's like my Havana in the North!
And every time I fly into New York, coming from one of my many trips, seeing the gray buidings of the city makes me feel that I have returned to my home --where I have belonged for over 40 years. And I immediately feel happy to know that soon I will be inside of my apartment, my daily life, my routine, my 'refuge' on the 20th floor of a grayish building --where I have lived more years than I lived in Cuba!
And what will I post in this blog?....What am I to talk about? There are so many things I would like to comment! Politics. Movies, People....And above all my memories of a Cuba that does not exist anymore --nor will it ever exist again. A place that had many more good things than bad ones -- and it was mainly a gentle and decent place where to be born and raised, Thus I invite you to share my memories and the adventures of my life.
Papi took these artistic photos! He had converted our garage into a photo studio to develop and experiment, like printing photos in blue, sepia, etc. Leon and I were his assistants.
Mami and me. I was 1 year old.
Marta Larraz dice que mami tenia una belleza ´sensual´ que a la vez era muy ´'virginal'. Era preciosa y nunca de dio cuenta de lo bella que era, como lo muestra esta foto de ella en los anos 30 y tantos, cuando tenia su programa-revista de radio y era una mujer adelantada a su tiempo. La echo de menos cada minuto de mi vida
My beloved aunt Fela Ichaso with my cousin Johnny Turro. Their smiles show the love they shared.
My father called this "your artistic close up". He took these beautiful pictures of us and turned into sepia or blue prints. My friend Rolo Sainz de la Pena called my haircut "very Prince Valiant"
Here I am in Istanbul. Great city!
Tita Pura my aunt will be 100 in just 5 months! This photo with my cousins Purita & Julio was taken in August 2010
With Picasso's Guernica when it was at MOMA in New York in the 70's
mc and i in our recent trip to Paris. I dont have any make-up, so please forgive my wrinkles....
My brother Leon at age 2 or 3 "a-la-Tarzan". Mami loved this picture taken by our father. Leon was blond and so cute. Everybody adored him, including big sister here!
This is when I first interviewed Karl Lagerfeld in the late 70's. That day he showed me his made to order Goyard suitcases. First time I heard the now-very-trendy brand!
Opening of Xenon, which was very famous in the 80's. These guns were laser guns, which were part of the fun. How absurd was this? Xenon opened to compete with Studio 54 but it never achieved its goal.
Here I am in Versailles famous Hall of Mirrors in the 80's. I love visiting all these historical places
MC con Mila Cardoso la nueva miembro de nuestra familia.
Mami and Leon. He was six or so. This was at Woolworth photo booth in Havana.
Mami and papi at MC´s Williams College graduation. Such a great day. They were SO proud of their grandaughter!
Love this picture of MC in our recent trip to London -April 2010
my aunt Martha was very beauriful and so glamorous
My grandfather Justo, in his grand Havana home, surrounded by my grandmother Isabel, my great/grandmother Jesusa, his sister Lola, etc. sent this picture to his relatives in Asturias and called it The Sacred Family. My father is seating in the far ledt next to his sister Graciella.
Mami as photographed by my father at El Laguito in the mid 50's dressed with the retro prints we now lve. She was so stylish in a soft and organic way. We miss her every day of our lives!
Mami and I with Leon who was 1 year old. I still remember that dress made of wool with a plaid taffeta to match my hair bow!
My father in one of the CMQ sets of his programs. Notice the image of the palms and the landscape that he loved to use and superimpose on his live shots.
With Placido Domingo. He was a good friend for some years. Such a talented artist.
My friend Eva Andino and me shopping in New York in the 80's We used to walk for hours with 'killer' heels!
Crossing from Asia to Europe in Istambul.
With my friend Fernando Botero in his studio Paris in the late 80's, A very nice man who is very sure of himself,
MC and Steve at Frida Kahlo's Blue House in Mexico DF- Jan 2010
My cousins Purita and Julio Carrillo with their great-grandaughter Mila
mami y Leon en la Iglesia de St Paul March 2007
Leon at age 6
My good friends Nora Hartmann Abitbol, Luis Molina del Sol and I in O´Faia, a fado restaurant in Lisbon during a trip we all took together and had a great time. The unknown man approaching the table and his tablemate were annoying me and Nora all night long and poor Luis was very upset and almost had to defend our ´honor´!
MC y yo en el Parque del Retiro en Madrid en 1986
MC, Orlando and I at the gardens of the Catherine Palace in St. Petersburg, Russia
Con esta carita de niño triste siempre le cogia pena a mi hermano León y asi todos lo consentimos y malcriamos ¡hasta el día de hoy!
Mami con sus sobrinos Purita y Julio Carrillo en mi casa en NYC. Fijense en lo elegante que mami iba a todas partes.
My aunt Fela with my cousin Johnny Turro Ichaso, who is also my beloved godfather. I inherited my dimples from her.
Mi tia Pura el dia de sus 99 cumpleaños con sus hijos mis primos Purita y Roger Fernandez Ichaso
My wedding picture on April 29 1972. I was so young and so in love. Leon took this picture early in the morning in Westchester County near Manhattan.
My beloved aunt Alicia 'Tati' Ichaso de Moreno -my mother;s eldest sister- on a trip to Mexico in trhe 50's. She was so enthusiastic and full of life. She had cancer and died in her 40's, a little after this picture was taken. We have always missed her 'joie de vivre' and the love she had for all her nieces and nephews.
Mami, en los años 70, descansa junto a la Fuente de Trevi en Roma, En realidad no le gustaba viajar, pero me acompañó en varios viajes a Europa y la pasamos muy bien las dos juntas. Era tan joven y tan llena de inocencia a pesar de to lo que habia sufrido en la vida.
MC at the Paris fashion collections with my friend Paloma Picasso and Marta Larraz. She used to go with me to the Paris collections since she was about 6 and all the models and designers were so nice to her! This was at the YSL show.
During my honeymoon at the Dyonissos Theatre ruins in Athens
My cousin Cristina Alfonso Ichaso-King and her daughter Natalie King. Her mother was my adored aunt Fela Ichaso de Alfonso, my darling 'Tafela', one of my mother's sisters, who was a role model for me.
Leon y Leo en Times Square
Mami y Mariano Ros, a quien queria tanto.
With mami age 3
Marta Larraz, una de mis mejores amigas de toda la vida y su hija Lizette
Papi era nadador del Miramar Yacht Club y mami siempre me contaba -aun cuando era mayor, al hablarme de cuando ella y papi se conocieron en el club- "el buen cuerpo que tenia, con una cintura tan pequena que ella tenia que mandarle a arreglar los pantalones cuando se casaron". Como ven, es verdad.
Con mis amigas Evangelina Leivas y Rosita Sori Marin en La Habana en 1958. Poco despues de esta foto triunfo la Revolucion y nuestras vida cambiaron 180 grados.
PETER PAUL & MARY AKA LEON, MARIANO Y MARI
My darling Tito Rogelio and Purita on her graduation day.
Mi abuelo paterno Justo Rodriguez, su hermana Lola y su cunado Ramon en la preciosa casa que lleguo a tener en La Habana despues de haber llegado de Grado, Asturias siendo un joven ambicioso y trabajador. Asi eran las cosas en Cuba!
Mami and papi in one of their many drives around New York, in Tuxedo Park in the 70´s
MC with papi in the Staten Island Ferry. Notice the World Trade Center Twin Towers behind them!
This is when I met Carolina Herrera -1974
I love Oscar de la Renta. He has always been so nice and good to me.
At age 13 during a costume party in Havana. This dress had belonged to Purita and I think it was a costume from a region of Greece.
Mami´s wedding announcement in Cuba's papers...The 2 hearts with their initials were a gift from a friend. How cute!
Mami, papi and I in Havana's Central Park
My friend Eva Leivas-Andino. We know each other since we were teenagers
The day before my wedding Leon took my favorite picture
Leon dressed as a basque boy during Carnival, It was mami's idea and she painted a little moustache on him!
Mari in 1950 in el Vedado on my dad's car
MC and her grandfather Justo. I love this picture
Mami con mis tias Alicia y Fela y los pequenos Johhny y Purita
Leon and our cousin Luis Alberto in Miami during MC´s wedding celebrations. He is one the sons of our cousins Marilyn and Alberto
My grandfather Justo Rodriguez in his birthplace: Grado, Asturias in northern Spain. MC and I were there and we met one of my dad's cousins who still lives there.
This is my favorite picture with mami, There is such love in the way we are holding our hands and the serenity of 'love' is all around us. Papi took the picture in 'el Laguito' in Havana
Alberto y Chuchu en los años 90
Henry Kissinger was funny and a big flirt. This was taken at a a Superman The Movie party in NYC and we were seatmates at dinner.
First time I saw snow - New York
With my friend Gladys Obelleiro at the roof og Madrid´s very trendy ME Madrid Hotel -Oct 2008
Here I am with Cary Grant in Studio 54 in the 80´s. He was amazing and so very charming. I loved meeting him.
Papi a la izq con sus padres y tios en Asturias
Mari con Elizabeth Taylor y mi amiga Perla. Fue una noche increible y me dio lastima ver a Liz tan mal.
Mari en el Museo Guggenheim de Bilbao Oct 2008
Papi and I are in a beach we called "las uvas caletas" near Miramar. I was 4
Mami, so beautiful!
Leon and papi on Leon´s motorcycle in Cuba
Me and my dad at the beach in Cuba
My cousi Purita with the Picasso dress (my father´s description) made by Zula
Havana Grand Prix. The French racing champion Jean Behra, Leon, papi and I, circa 1956.
My uncle Francisco Ichaso in his library in Havana where he ketp the airconditioning blasting and freezing cold.
Papi directing TV in CMQ
MC at Hotel du Palais in Biarritz, age 3
Papi during his swimming champion days
Mi buen amigo Tomas Milian en el 'ashram' de Gurumai y la botella magica
Mari age 4
My grandfather Leon Ichaso
MC in our country house. Always so chic!
Traveling is favorite thing. This was in Athens 1980's
Tafela, Johnny and mami in Havana
Leon y Marc Anthony en El Cantante
With my brother Leon
MC in Florence in the 90´s
My father's favorite self-portrait
Mami's 93rd birthday at Cafe Espanol
My brother Leon at age 3. He was blond and so cute!
My Aunt Pura Ichaso at age 96. This year she turned 99. She is here with her daughter my cousin Purita and my cousin Julio Carrillo
Mami and MC 1991
Mami, Johnny Turro my uncle, my aunt Fela and my aunt Alicia at the horse races in La Habana
Mari at Jardins de Luxembourg Paris 1980
MC and her uncle Leon 1979
Here I am with Placido Domingo in 1982, one of the many celebrities I have interviewed
With my nanny Julia at 5 months on Mother's Day
I was 2 and holding my dad's pipe!
Mami and Leon in 1952 in Havana
With my cousin Purita on a boat in Cienfuegos
With my good friend Julio Iglesias
My grandmother's brother Genaro Macias, he looks like Daniel Day-Lewis!
I was about 4 and this was at Enriqueta Sierra's home where papi used to take me to when he attended her literary afternoons
My cousin Purita in her French Salon wedding dress Nov 1956
The day of my Baptism in Havana. My face shows that I was dying to get rid of that dress and the big bow!
Mami, Leon and I in El Laguito, Havana
My cousin Purita in our house in Miramar -among my mother's beloved plants!
Mari and MC at La Casa de los Pescados. She was 6
Mami and I on December 2004
My uncle Paco Ichaso one of Cuba's leading writers and one of the authors of the very advanced "1940 Constitution" with his wife my aunt Mary Caballero in Spain
Guillermo Cabrera Infante, Nydia Rios y Rene Jordan en una cena en mi casa en NYC en los años 80
My father playing chess by himself, in one of his Cuban outings, next to his dog Chocolongo
All the Ichaso cousins in Cuba. Mari, Purita, Leon (1 year old), Roger and Johnny holding Cristy who was 4 months old.
Our witty and great cousins Marilyn and Alberto in one of their many visits to NYC with mami, papi, Leon and MC
Mami and my aunt Alicia when they wrote and produced their pioneer magazine-style radio program "The Hour for Women" in Cuba
Leon with Jennifer Lopez and Marc Anthony at Toronto Movie Festival with El Cantante
My uncle Paco and his grandson Luis Alberto in exile in Mexico
For many years Mariano Ros has been a loyal and beloved family member
My mother and father with MC, age 6 at La Casita, our weekend beach house in Long Island
I always dreamt being here! Since I was 7
Mami the day of her 92nd birthday
My aunt Martha Rodriguez Santos with my cousins Jimmy and Ruli Toraño
My cousin Johnny and MC age 3.
Always protecting my little brother Leon!
Mami and Leon with Tafela (in the middle) -the day we arrived in Miami on the Greyhound bus all the way from Mexico City!
Mami and Leon at Cafe Español in New Jersey, in March 2007
Leon, Cristy our cousin and I look like a bunch of 'mataperros' (see Leon´s open shirt, which he loved to do), We had been playing when papi wanted to take this 'automatic' picture and ran to be in it. My grandmother Rafaela is with mami, her sisters Alicia and Fela, and my uncle Gustavo Alfonso
Papi y sus amigos los escritores Leopoldo de Luis y Gaston Baquero en el homenaje que le hicieron en Madrid
Mami con Johnny Turró Ichaso, su sobrino querido quien siempre la visitaba en NYC.
Con Eva Leivas-Andino, Martha Larraz y Rosita Sorí Marín mis amigas de Cuba
Leon en Miami ¡Qué bueno es estar reunidos con la familia!
Petición de mi prima Purita Fernández Ichaso - Mi inolvidable tio Rogelio Fdez. Llorens; mi divina y todavia bella Tita Pura Ichaso; Purita (con un vestido-toga griego blanco y dorado); Maria Angulo de Carrillo (Granny, la abuela de Julio), Julio de dril 100; mi querida Olga Silva y Edgar Carrillo (estos dos delante del cuadro de Mijares de una china tejiendo que Dios sabe quién lo tiene!)
I love the 'raptured' expression of my cousin Cristy Alfonso Ichaso, who -with her inseparable 'compinche', my brother Leon (wearing a suit and tie!) -snuck into the altar area during our cousin Marylin´s wedding. In the center is our aunt Mary Caballero de Ichaso, while Nena Garcia de Morató kisses her son, the groom Alberto Morató. This was on Dec 21 1958, the last time in our lives that the entire family was together. Ten days later the Revolution had started, mayhem took place -and we all ended up living in different parts of the world,
My darling Alberto. So handsome and such a good friend.
With my cousins Marylin Ichaso de Morató and Purita Fdez. Ichaso de Carrillo in NYC. Marylin loved the theatre, as well as eating 'escargots' --and on this trip she thoroughly enjoyed both!
My last picture in Cuba. I was 18
My Aunt Fela Ichaso, my basque grandfather León Ichaso and my grandmother Rafaela Macías
Papi con Jose Lezama Lima...Fijense en el pelo de papi. Era competamente 'wild' y no le importaba para nada lo que pensara la gente
My cousin Marylin Ichaso and Alberto Morató -Dec 21 1958 -Havana - They were both wonderful and so witty. We loved them very much.
My aunt Fela Ichaso de Alfonso was my role model in many matters. She loved beautiful things and always left a trail of Miss Dior as she walked. Her bedroom also smelled of Miss Dior and her house at Havana's Country Club neighborhood had murals painted by Portocarrero and one of the first huge paintings Mijares ever did. She was very bright and rebellious, like all the Ichaso sisters. She would buy me copies of her favorite books and tell me great stories about her life, etc. --so ever since I was a little girl we were very close. She died in Miami, still very young --so I could not share with her so many important things that later happened in my life!
My brother Leon took this picture before my wedding. It was a 'hippy style' one, with Beatles music, flowers on my hair and only 14 people present.
My grandfather Justo, my aunt Graciela and papi at age 3 with a Prince Valiant haircut
My father in the Great Wall of China, 1967, with Cuban novelist Onelio Jorge Cardoso. The day he returned from this trip -his plane was diverted to Algiers instead of Gander, Newfounland, where he was going to defect- he applied for a permit to leave Cuba for good. He was sent to a 'work camp' for a year before he was allowed to leave for México.
Leon explains to Papi a camera shot while filming in Santo Domingo
Mari with Nefertiti in Berlin museum. Orlando took this photo with his new Leica
My grandmother Rafaela Macias with my cousins Marilyn Ichaso, Johnny Turro and Purita Fernandez Ichaso
Leon and papi in Cuba. Notice my father's khaki pants tucked into boots. He was probably on his way to some excursion to the countryside, although Leon was very elegant, but probably wearing what he called his 'producer´s shoes' that he insisted in wearing. Just like some papi owned, with a thick sole with ridges.
Mami, MC (1 year old) and myself
MC surprises Mami with one of her delicious home made birthday cakes. Mariano is standing behind her.
Beautiful mami- She died in her sleep on Dec 17th 2007- Try to read her recent obituary, which is part of the Blog Archive. We miss her every minute of our lives, but she left such wonderful memories that they more than fill the void she has left us with,
Papi con Leon y conmigo en el zoologico
Leon, blond and cute at age 2
With mami and Tati (my aunt Alicia) at age 4 --wearing the Mexican skirt, albeit with a blouse under it. - (the blog 'Semi Desnuda a los 4 años' explains this better) I loved her enthusiasm for everything in life. A youthful ´joie de vivre´ I inherited from her, since I am curious about absolutely everything in life and always want to know more!
My grandfather Justo and my aunt Martha Rodriguez Santos. She was beautiful and had a passion for cats! I was in awe of her --and all the men who met her fell madly in love! She was alluring and very Maria-Felix-style.