Choosing a bilateral mastectomy was the easy part, learning to love my body after, was the hardest part of this process.  I spent many months without looking in the mirror. I didn’t want to see the changes my body had undergone. It has now been a year since my surgery, and I can finally say I LOVE MY BODY!

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Finding a bra after a life changing surgery was a challenge. I wore tank tops for a very long time because nothing felt comfortable for me. I still remember the first time I wore a bra after my reconstruction. I cried of happiness. I felt pretty and sexy once again.

This is a feeling every women deserves. Knowing that there are brands focusing on making women feel beautiful makes me so happy.

The post surgery bra has been designed with us in mind.  Made to support and empower us! Get yours here.



Breast Cancer Awareness with Taudrey

Back in October I collaborated with Taudrey to create a breast cancer jewelry collection. Together we created beautiful pieces to help empower those currently fighting the disease. I have linked the article they wrote because I wanted you all to read more about my journey.

The collection is not currently available, but they come up with a collection every October. Make sure to be on the look out for their 2019 collection.



The Lonely Road of Cancer


November 7, 2018 I received my first chemotherapy treatment! I was eager to start and ready to kick ass. But as the sessions progressed I felt weak, sad and lonely. 

See, this is the thing, Cancer is a very long journey. This battle is not only physical but also emotional. Every day, you have to battle with the physical side effects plus the feelings of despair surrounding the treatment. Let me tell you it freaking sucks! 

Back in July, when my journey began I felt so much support. I was ecstatic by the amount of people who would come spend time with me, who offered to help, who called, texted, sent me flowers. But like all good thigs, that came to an end! People stopped calling, texting, coming by. I am not going to lie., it hurt me so much. I couldn’t believe close friends and family were absent from something so important in my life. 

Thankfully I have those who really matter, who show up ever other week after my treatment, who drove me around, who worried about my emotional state and took me out for coffee just to distract me, those who would check up on me week after week. With time I realized that I didn’t need a lot of people to be happy, I only needed those who really cared! For them, I am thankful! 

Chemo is no joke. It’s hard to wake up and be positive when you know the following week you will be tortured with another infusion. So many times I wanted to quit, I contemplated convincing my doctors that I didn’t need that many session (lol that didn’t work). In the end, I did it, not because I am “strong” but  because this is the only way to stay ALIVE! 



The Journey To Short Hair

Hello everyone,

I am feeling so grateful today! After revealing my face on instagram without hair (that was hard), I have received so much love and support, I am at a lost for words!


Right after my second chemo my hair began to fall. Chunks of hair coming right off. I could not wash it, brush it, or even touch it, it would just come off. I felt like a shedding animal! My head began to hurt, it felt heavy on my shoulders, I just wanted to chop it off. I decided I was not going to sit and wait for my hair to fall off little by little. If I was going to have no hair, it was going to be on my terms! So I called in my team (husband and sister). The rest is history!

The hardest part of this process was preparing my 5 year old niece. I am not going to lie, I was scared… How is she going to react? Will she cry? Will she understand? She knows auntie is sick, but she does not know what it is.. How are we going to tell her? Finally, we began to introduce to her the idea that auntie was going to do something silly with her hair. We even showed her a picture of a girl with a bald head, she panicked a little, but then she thought it was funny! We explained to her that auntie was going to cut her hair for some time and then it was going to grow like Rapunzel’s. See, she loves princesses and we needed her to understand this is temporary, so what better way than to use princesses to help her process this. She was present at the moment and even laughed and took pictures of me. She still finds me funny and I am ok with that.


As for me, I am doing ok. I have learned to love the process… and honestly, it was not as hard as I thought it would be. My hair it’s still falling and will continue to do so until I am completely bald. But it will grow back and I am excited about the different stages it will go through before it gets back to the length I want it.



My Cancer Journey with Boy Meets Girl!

Hi Ladies,

Welcome back!!!! This is the beginning of a new chapter for All Things Aime. I am introducing the lifestyle part of this blog, were I will be sharing some personal stuff and more of my journey with cancer. I have teamed up with Boy Meets Girl to launch this new corner of the blog and I am forever grateful for their continued love and support!

Some of you might know that I have been diagnosed with breast cancer. This has completely changed my life! But I am here to fight and create awareness in the process.

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I have decided to share my cancer journey through my blog and social media account. I must confess, this was a hard decision to make. Are people going to judge me? Are they interested? Do they even care? Then I thought, what if my purpose is to share my story, to inspire women, to create awareness! I went back and forth for some time. Asked my family and friends. And well, here I am! Ready to share it all!


After choosing a bilateral mastectomy, I knew I was going to have some scars. My tumor was located right behind my areola, meaning my nipple would be compromised in the process. My lymph nodes needed to be biopsied and this required incisions right under my armpits. I was going to have 4 scars and this was a scary thing for me. I was terrified, not only about the surgery but having to deal with the scars afterwards. It has been two months since surgery today! I have finally decided to share my scars with the world.

Today I can say, I am so proud of these scars. Not only because my doctor did an amazing job, but because I have become stronger.   


ready to win!