Bio

LORY Z.

Name: Alura Zubieta B.
Birthday: January 1991
Height: 5’10″
Measurements: 35 – 25 – 37
Dress size: 6
Shoe  size: 10½
Natural hair color and type: Black / thick and straight
Eye color: Brown
Ethnicity: Combination from Hispanic and Middle Eastern

Born and raised in Mexico’s CIty. From a matriarchal family also turned to uniparental (teenage) family.
Since the childhood I faced to triggering situations like child abuse&rape and other ones more typical like ausence of the parental figure and so. I was an hyperactive kid, full of ideas, creative as a mini architect, always talking :) So caring, sensible, anticipated early, lovable & lover, such a curiosity bomb to be an enfant!

Charisma could be my last name, I was always on the spot. At the age of 7 my mom gave me the opportunity to be a big sister,a piece a cake for me, I’m one of the oldest cousins in my family so be a good role model and a responsible authority figure wasn’t  an issue for me, thing was that I ended rasing my own sister as my kid; but not even that changed the way i grew up, even on my happyness, I was a brilliant girl at school (always winning all the projects and awards, the best grades) and a social success (being IT girl), from science to dance, from mathematics to theater, sports and so on I did it all and always be the best at.

LIfe got complicated (psychologically) as I entered to puberty; well, why to hide that I have an IQ of 147? That combined with the previous traumas of childhood developed on the perception and the feeling of incomprehension, nule self-esteem, 180º degrees of change in my sociability and non desire of living, wanting, dreaming… Imagine that with NIetzsche’s books, a total disaster, I thought that everybody was inferior to me, felt that everybody were stupid (I still think that but without the ‘hate’ spice) making coexistance an unrealizable task. Poor mom, I used to blame her ALL the time, you know, when she just was trying and giving the extra ALWAYS for me and my sister.

I was in a constant struggle fighting with the feeling and need of die, as if that were not enough, my father came into my life to solve his personal issues, and in the way hurting me and giving some more emotional anxiety breaking up with all the progress and weak stability that myself constructed; I lived in that way up to 18 years old when I ended up in therapy, that was my last chance, my last hope; I learned that if you are or you have THAT kind of issues, illness in your heart, and I swear, you CAN NOT ADVANCE in something, even if you try hard not to be involved in your troubles to keep on on school, family, friends, etc., believe it to me, that will chase you and ruin every opportunity of insight and progress left in you, you can’t simply pretend that there’s no trouble there, we are ONE a WHOLE, we are not parts or isolated areas… so me… a freaking genius girl… ended up starting collegue at the age of 20.

I always been a lover to science, to knowledge all my life; when I was 6, before Christmas, my mom asked me what I wanted as gifts I replied to her that I want a violin, (and I did! I wanted one so mad!) She just laughed at me, saying that I need to stop kidding and ‘for real’ tell her what the heck I wanted, that kind of stuff happened to me several times, in other occasion with a microscope, science books, rides to the museums, specific movies and documentaries even with a damn kaleidoscope, not to mention about the scientific inevstigations and projects that I planned, or classes, courses and workshops that I asked for. So I adjust to the situation, I read, learn and study what I could at the moment and enjoy the hell out of it.

By the moment I’m studying physics, entering to the modeling and fashion industry (I have to take advantage of the genetics and heritage ;) ) and having some much more projects and plans (like in cinematography, photography, literature, language, nutrition, neurobiology, psychology, the dance scene and couture -to mention some-) unpublished books and other stuff.

I belong to assosiations of gifted childs in Mexico (my moms loves to think and talk about I’m an indigo child <3).

Now, my complexity is not an issue, is a tool.

Brief bio about me