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 […]

Canadian Dream

Good afternoon my people. We just left the 12 noon margin and we headed to the afternoon moon. Todd, contact me my brother, real fast. I got Rui loading his weapons, Amber Rose didn’t see the post yet, but Maria from Vancouver is watching and so many more people. My brother, urban kiz is an […]

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 | Seafood | Workshops

Good day good day good day Chicago. It is a beautiful time in this amazing windy city. Yesterday we went to do some salsa and bachata again and party party more party and yeah! That was dope, thanks for our girls that host us outside while Jen was sleeping, Jen was out, her symptoms were […]

Chicago | Workshops | Party

Chicago. Currently Flavie is teaching her ginga class and magically it’s snowing in Chicago. Yeah. I don’t wanna blame it on the Canadians but there is a lot of snow and I heard that in Montreal it was 16C yesterday but I guess that shit went right back to zero. The sun was out here […]

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 […]

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 […]