New York, United States
Music has held me since before I existed. My parents met dancing in a Spanish Harlem social club- my grandma was the president of the social club, so rhythm has always been in my blood. A drummer lived on the top floor of our building, his beat patterns drifting through our ceiling like early lessons meant just for me.
And when I turned thirteen—dolled up to look older—it was my parents who slipped me into Ipanema, the iconic NYC nightclub across from Roseland. The lights, the DJ, the pulse of the room… then that four-on-the-floor found me. Everything shifted. I fell in love that night and never turned back.
