Roberto De Jesús Escobar Gaviria, the brother of late Colombian drug kingpin Pablo Escobar, has joined the foldable phone fever with the Escobar Fold 1, a $350 device that comes unlocked and claims to be compatible with “all networks” worldwide.
I don’t know about you, but I’m too distracted by these models to pay attention on the thing’s specs, price, durability, gigabytes, chipset, etc. etc. But the ads are mesmerizing. Here are just a couple…
Thanks to America’s clueless obsession with the Latin culture and such, a new trend/hashtag is making its debut today on this venerable blog. Joining the always popular #ItsColombiaNotColumbia, I give you: #ItsEmpanadasNotEmpañadas
A pop-up burger restaurant in Australia thought it was a great idea to peddle a Pablo Escobar-themed burger named –what else?– a Pablo Escoburger.
The creation, which has drawn the fury of many across social media, is named after the infamous Colombian (NOT Columbian) drug lord Pablo Escobar. The thing is aptly named “Patrón Burger” and features “a line of white powder, garlic flour, on top of the bun with a rolled up, fake $100 note stuck on top.”
This story is great and all that, but please Fox News: #ItsColombiaNotColumbia*
Tired of having Colombia being portrayed as a country plagued by drug violence and prostitution, two Colombian enterprises and the Medellín City Hall have joined forces to launch The Colombian Ambush, an online campaign aimed at showing the world the real Colombia, one that has given us many great things, including “Gabo,” one of the world’s greatest writers.
The campaign will live exclusively online and is being crafted by Dallas-based Dieste. A series of videos have been directed by Simón Brand and use the typical Colombian stereotype to fight … the Colombian stereotype.
InPatrón, for example, we are presented with a scene very similar to Season I of Narcos, the Netflix sensation about the bloody era of the Pablo Escobar years. But instead of witnessing an exchange of drugs –or weapons– we see men exchanging books… books by the great García Márquez.
Watch as a very unusual patrón scolds his men for not bringing La Hojarasca.
I was spending way too much time roaming around Latino neighborhoods in New York City looking for Colombian Jeans Levanta Cola* (aka butt-lifting jeans). But then I found out Amazon.com has an an entire section of these, some of which even promise to “compress your tummy and delineate your waist.”
I might have been sleeping but totally missed this week’s presentation of La Borinqueña, the first afroboricua Super Woman.
According to its creator, Puerto Rican illustrator Edgardo Miranda-Rodriguez, La Borinqueña’s real name is Marisol Ríos de la Luz; she is a young Puerto Rican studying a masters in Columbia (Not Colombia) and living in Brooklyn with her parents. (She also has a body well suited for Hispanic television, if you asked me.)
La Borinqueña will also be this year’s guest of honor at this year’s Puerto Rican Day Parade to take place June 12 in New York City.
Sunday night Miss Colombia was crowned Miss Universe at the Miss Universe pageant for, like two seconds…. Turns out the crown was actually for Miss Philippines but host Steve Harvey read the cue card wrong, and then everything went to hell for la colombiana — and for Harvey himself.
Here are some of the first memes of the night (they keep coming so make sure to come back) and scroll down for a video of what went down Sunday night.