Just got back to my hotel after a full day of Ballerina press, running purely on cafecito and adrenaline at this point. I’m dead tired, but also having one of those “wait… this is my life?” moments. Like, little me leaving Cuba for Spain never imagined any of this was even remotely in the cards. Total pinch-me stuff. But enough about my nostalgic spiral, tell me, was there a moment for you when you thought, “Yep, I made it”? / @infamystarters
There is nothing wrong with a nostalgic spiral. We all get them. I had one for Scream, that was my moment. I got back to the hotel after all day press conferences and I had that wow moment. Especially because I did it without my father's help. I was loved every minute of it and I wouldn't change any of this for the world.
