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🥷 Hood Chronicles — Don’t Feed the Bad with the Bad

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First Kiss Remembered

Written and illustrated by Roberto Sánchez

From my memoir-in-progress, “I Am He”

The bathroom light was too white — the kind that stings your eyes.

My father’s favorite color. His mistress.

To me, white has always felt like emptiness.

I stood in that glare, facing a trifold mirror. Tilted the side panels to catch my profile from both angles.

Round face like my father. Thick eyebrows like my mother.

My eyes… hers. Brown, but in this light, almost amber.

Can this face succeed?

Hair combed back.

Clean shave.

Teeth brushed three times — just in case I got lucky enough for a kiss.

No music — just my breathing. My first real date waited somewhere out there, and fear was riding shotgun.

We’d met online back when MSN Messenger still had a heartbeat.

She lived in Riverside.

I’d never driven that far.

MapQuest directions printed, stapled, double-checked.

My white 2000 Nissan Altima waited in the driveway — clean, light gray cloth seats. My little ship.

Before turning the key, I checked the visor mirror.

A silent handshake: You’re going to be fine.

DMX in the speakers — It’s Dark and Hell Is Hot shaking the car.

L.A.’s night air slid in through cracked windows as downtown’s lights blurred past.

Her block was shadows and silence.

I called her on my new flip phone.

“I’m outside.”

She stepped out smiling — straight white teeth, the kind that makes you forget to breathe. She slid into the seat. I drove.

Magic Johnson Theatre on Crenshaw. Batman Begins. Packed house.

Popcorn in my hand, soda in hers, Hans Zimmer’s score rolling over us.

Somewhere in the middle, I took her hand.

She laced her fingers with mine.

A pause.

I leaned in. She leaned too.

Our lips met — buttery from the popcorn, chilled from her drink.

My first kiss.

The long drive back to Riverside.

Another kiss before she stepped out.

It was simple.

It was small.

But it was mine.

And for a moment, I wasn’t the kid doubting himself in the mirror.

I was the man who drove into the dark — and didn’t turn back.

Do you remember your first kiss?

Written & illustrated by Roberto Sánchez

📖 More at robsanchezs.com

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Another addition to our #HoodChronicles. The wonderful @sea.jmarie has captured her good pals pre-surf aboslutely rocking the sexy hood look. Who's having the best time catching some waves and not caring how photogenic they are? These two guys!! - - - 'Snug bugs! 🙅‍♂️ Keeping warm on a Chilly Monday morning down the mouth 🌊 . We planned a surf trip down south but the waves were looking so great around north Wales we had a #staycation instead 🚐 good to see ya Thunderburt! alongside @edubellomo @jpalmer @seanobtrini and the other many fabulous guest appearances that brought mince pies and muffins 😃See y’all out for some wintry surfs (or beer) soon! 🙌' - - #surferdudes #thunderburt #tropicalpower #savethebees #freethetrees #winteriscoming #coldwatersurf #maleempowerment #surfuk #lleyn #porthneigwl #surf #northwales #learntosurf #wales #monday #waves #surfuk #uksurf #humblesurfer #westwardho #woolacombe #towan #compton #isleofwight #cornwall #devon #waves (at Porth Neigwl) https://www.instagram.com/p/BqvGakJBQ4i/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=zp8bmnla6ugw

Who's done this? Intentionally or unintentionally. Hoods are not the most flattering garments for surfers but we have a good sense of humour and can take the mickey out of ourselves. - Add your hood photos to the #HoodChronicles by sending your photos to [email protected] or joining our Facebook group - The Humble Surfer - #surf #surfing #surfer #uksurf #surfphotography #urflife #humblesurfer #sea #ocean #water #coast #cold #swell #winter #travel #adventure #explore #cornwall #isleofwight #woolacombe #uksurfer #surfuk #devonsurf #compton #fistral #towan #tolcarne #lustyglaze #crantock https://www.instagram.com/p/Bqskk6aA_Xm/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=137atgsk5ik5j

#Regram @tomv.photo Styling out the winter wetsuit hood! It's the time of year we all dread when the days are shorter and we have a limited time to get a surf in while timing tides and fitting in work! Unfortunately to afford the boards, wetsuits, hoods, gloves, wax, leashes and all most surfers work a 9-5 job and just after 5 you'll see the sea start coming alive with the keen surfers! - If you have photos in your winter wetsuit gear we're collecting images for the #HoodChronicles. Send them to [email protected] or join our Facebook group The Humble Surfer. - 'Dark days in Kernow chasing the winter swell ❄️ . . . . . #surf #surfing #surfer #uksurf #surfphotography #bodyboarding #sea #ocean #water #coast #cold #swell #winter #travel #adventure #explore #cornwall #cornishcoast #kernow #canon #canon550d #canonuk'#falmouth #humblesurfer #surfuk #winterswell #cornwallsurf https://www.instagram.com/p/BqrLV-zDmxB/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=p9n88kh2545x

The start of the #hoodchronicles. A hood is never a good look. Squishy hamster cheeks, shouting because you can't hear but essential to get the winter surf in! Send me your hood photos to join the Hood Chronicles! #surfer #surflove #uksurf #surfuk #supsurf #wintersurf #wetsuit #wetsuithood #surfgirl #surflife #learningtosurf #learntosurf #surfing #surf #waterbaby #beachlife #beachbody #truthbehindsurfing #truesurfing (at Compton Bay, Isle of Wight) https://www.instagram.com/p/BqnIHP4hEct/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=sxx5i7s2whxe

***WATCH TILL THE END*** This one’s for you @deionsanders (& @crisgees @iam.fredmaurice) #HoodChronicles “I thought we left that life” 😂😂😂 and I’m pretty sure it was a 🐁 and not a 🐀 😂😂😂 https://www.instagram.com/p/BppSjifg71x/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=rau5pf13dtn6

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First Kiss Remembered

Written and illustrated by Roberto Sánchez

From my memoir-in-progress, “I Am He”

The bathroom light was too white — the kind that stings your eyes.

My father’s favorite color. His mistress.

To me, white has always felt like emptiness.

I stood in that glare, facing a trifold mirror. Tilted the side panels to catch my profile from both angles.

Round face like my father. Thick eyebrows like my mother.

My eyes… hers. Brown, but in this light, almost amber.

Can this face succeed?

Hair combed back.

Clean shave.

Teeth brushed three times — just in case I got lucky enough for a kiss.

No music — just my breathing. My first real date waited somewhere out there, and fear was riding shotgun.

We’d met online back when MSN Messenger still had a heartbeat.

She lived in Riverside.

I’d never driven that far.

MapQuest directions printed, stapled, double-checked.

My white 2000 Nissan Altima waited in the driveway — clean, light gray cloth seats. My little ship.

Before turning the key, I checked the visor mirror.

A silent handshake: You’re going to be fine.

DMX in the speakers — It’s Dark and Hell Is Hot shaking the car.

L.A.’s night air slid in through cracked windows as downtown’s lights blurred past.

Her block was shadows and silence.

I called her on my new flip phone.

“I’m outside.”

She stepped out smiling — straight white teeth, the kind that makes you forget to breathe. She slid into the seat. I drove.

Magic Johnson Theatre on Crenshaw. Batman Begins. Packed house.

Popcorn in my hand, soda in hers, Hans Zimmer’s score rolling over us.

Somewhere in the middle, I took her hand.

She laced her fingers with mine.

A pause.

I leaned in. She leaned too.

Our lips met — buttery from the popcorn, chilled from her drink.

My first kiss.

The long drive back to Riverside.

Another kiss before she stepped out.

It was simple.

It was small.

But it was mine.

And for a moment, I wasn’t the kid doubting himself in the mirror.

I was the man who drove into the dark — and didn’t turn back.

Do you remember your first kiss?

Written & illustrated by Roberto Sánchez

📖 More at robsanchezs.com

#HoodChronicles #FirstKiss #Memoir #Writing #Illustration #Poetry #Storytelling

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