Esther Ponce Magazine

THE DANCER AND THE DIPLOMAT

BIOGRAPHY

Three years full of surreal adventures, successfully at a frenetic rhythm in Los Angeles, California 

A guest prevents me from throwing myself off the balcony in the middle of the party

I was going through a very Mexican moment in my life. Since dinner with my mother at Windows, I have been avoiding calls from Yelena Aguilar, regarding the facial treatment that I had verbally committed to that night after several tequilas. Much to my regret that day had arrived. I was making excuses to delay the free treatment I would receive for photographing my skin without makeup and totally bareback to show a before and after. But Yelena was a very persistent Mexican! And immediately she enveloped you with his big smile, his accent and his sympathy and professionalism. I still did not know what awaited me later, nor was I aware of the erotic world I was getting into. 

Married to a Mexican big as a bear who was at her service. Yelena Aguilar ran her own beauty empire downtown. When I got to the beauty Center and saw the models, I was amazed. They were powerful and beautiful women with spectacular skin. A blonde Mexican with huge blue eyes who was the one I got along best with and then Miss Venezuela, Univisión TV presenter who only talked about the big party that her friend the film director Ferdy would give at his mansion in Beverly Hills and to which we were invited. Yelena had a special power to hold her models together. I looked at myself in the first mirror and saw the reality, the height of the head that the other girls raised me and that to be a skin model you don't have to be tall. But it still didn't make sense to be three models for the same treatment, with those two beauties it had to be enough. But no, Yelena insisted on how beautiful, smooth and shiny my skin would be after Microdermabrasion. The diamond tips that exfoliating gently in circles, would remove the dead skin from the first layer of skin on my face. 

After the treatment it is assumed that you cannot get the sun, although I also do not remember receiving that information as something important. The skin is completely unprotected until it regenerates. In LA that is very difficult because it is sunny most of the year. At that time, I was also still hooked on the sun, being brown all year long. I put trays lined with aluminum foil that made a mirror between the sun and my face or body and that was what made you darker. With a moisturizing cream without any sun protection with a few drops of mercromin that made the cream turn an orange color that would give me a more golden tan and with a virgin olive oil spray that I sprayed all over my body to keep the drops of water. that would also reflect with the sun and that would help a more wild brunette. Besides smearing myself with Coca Cola. A real madness against the skin. Even as genetics have a lot to do with it, thanks to my mother and my grandmother, my skin was soft, fine, without blemishes and, to my regret, white. 

The most surreal of all is when two days later my lips began to fill with small fever blisters and when I told Yelena Aguilar, she replied as if what was happening to me was very normal, that if you have a dirty stomach, the body pulls it out. She advises me to take a barberry fruits on an empty stomach every morning to clean it and I began to take care of my diet and detoxify myself from bad Spanish habits. 

My friend Alberto introduced me to the world of Beeswax cocoa, which was the one who with great patience removed those horrible and painful pupae that they would not even allow me to eat. Luckily I would drink through a straw if I could, so I will never forget the “ Pedo” that I got one night having dinner with Sofia and a close friend of hers, divine, Italian, who had the most spectacular stone and marble fireplace in the open air of the mansion most inspiring ever. I felt uncomfortable with my mouth like this and not being able to eat so I just listened and drank super strong tequila margaritas. Andrea, a decade older than me, seemed happy, admiring my cleavage in fascination as she proudly and gracefully recounted as a good Italian the trip she would take to the Bahamas with her ex-husband and her lover. 

The effect of the Margaritas without anything solid in the stomach, began to emerge and that is when I confessed to Sofia how madly in love I was with Oscar, a Mexican we met at the Spanish film festival, nephew of the president of Mexico City The one I’d been hiding with for a while and sleeping under a shabby desk in a garage office. Where sometimes I was left alone waiting for my “Macho” to arrive at dawn after party. 

Sofia was not surprised at all because he was incredibly handsome, a perfect advertisement mouth, with eclipsing green eyes and his way of making love was addictive. The only problem and for which Sofia as a friend and lawyer would fight until I forgot about him, was the reason why Oscar’s father, the president's brother, punished him to work without charging a single dollar, and to carry out that business clandestine after he was caught smuggling marijuana on the border with Tijuana. 

To Ferdy's party, the film director, I went alone because there I would meet the models and it was also very close to my apartment. 

Ferdy was Dominican, totally bald and short like a Buddha but slim. When he was introduced to me, he was surrounded by women and next to him was the famous Spanish actor Jordi Molla, who was his neighbor. He must have liked me because he no longer left me alone for a moment. He boasted of having the best tequila brought from Mexico and Ralph Lauren paint in different satin pastel shades on all the walls of the mansion, as shots of white tequila flew from the table. Once again I had to listen to the phrase; Watch out for the tequila! that the color is white but it is not water ... I decided to go out to the terrace to get some air I felt a little dizzy. The terrace had a huge railing about 15m long and the height of a third floor. Tequila is a cactus that if you drink too much it can poison your blood and suffer a Black out or loss of consciousness. From what Ferdy told me, I was climbing on the railing when I lost my balance and a friend of his who had already seen me stagger could miraculously grab my arm and avoid the misfortune of falling into the void. The party ended at that moment and I regained consciousness immediately upon hearing everyone's screams for what was about to happen. 

I remember Ferdy calling Paul on the phone to explain the situation and tell him that I would be staying there for the night and that he would come and get me in the morning. And also laugh while he told me; - Damn my love! You look like a blonde gypsy ... when he saw me remove a necklace of gold coins to match the very gypsy design bracelet, and the Virgin of the Forsaken that I still wore hanging, many rings and some large gold earrings. While I tied my very long and curly hair into an Italian bun with some precious Japanese chopsticks with which I had dined sushi and that I had stolen and kept in my bag. 

Since that day, I no longer drank tequila, I became super friends with Ferdy with whom every weekend we would meet to go up to the top of the mountain where we would see the entire city of LA, and we would fill bags with eucalyptus leaves collected from the tree for the famous, exotic and erotic baths in the jacuzzi that Ferdy gave and that of course would invite me every time to participate and every time he would receive the same answer. According to him, I was the only woman who had said no to his incredible eucalyptus-scented bath that left your skin silky smooth. But I was very clear that he was not my type, that whoever avoids risk avoids danger, although with Oscar I loved being in danger.

DON'T MISS CHAPTER 18!

"Trapped in a Limousine with two policemen who only had the guns as their clothes"

In Park La Brea's kitchen, super brunette with a Paul Cohiba cigar.

Aunque estes adentro
Y este sentimiento
Se me antoje eterno
Esta lejanía 
Duele cada dìa
Porque no te tengo
No tengo tu boca
No tengo tus ganas
Y por màs que intento
Ya no entiendo nada.
Esther Ponce's experimental Flamenco is ready for the Valencian Director of Tourism to meet

It is very gratifying to have an idea like the experimental Flamenco in Valencia, carry it out and have managed to attract more than 20 foreign clients to Valencia in a short time and without marketing, who have passed through the Flamenco Art Center, and who have not only They learned a lot if not they have returned to their country with a better concept of Valencia.

His experience and approach to flamenco led by Esther Ponce will make you return without hesitation to the city of Turia.

Esther Ponce not only surrounds them with her passion and charisma from the first moment, her professionalism and a very long journey through different countries of the world where she has lived for long periods, she makes them fall in love.

You just have to read the dedications of all the foreigners who write in their precious notebook created for them and that are already adding more and more.

«They also buy semi-professional shoes and a skirt to study with me.» That’s already the best! –
~ Esther Ponce

 The foreigner is used to teaching flamenco very quickly and without discipline, anything goes, any shoe, any skirt, hanging out even parodying and even ridiculing flamenco.

With me if they want to study two private hours which is the minimum, they are given the option of buying or renting the shoes and none of them have thought twice about it to this day.
 
«Being a polyglot, doors just open up to me» –
~ Esther Ponce
 
Definitely the Experimental Flamenco of Esther Ponce has an Angel!

From England, without a doubt the most special Experimental Flamenco we have had at the Flamenco Art Center in these two and a half years.

The Esther Ponce Stylized Flamenco Art Center has been open for two and a half years. El Ángel Every August 28, for Esther’s birthday, a new foreign student gives her a gift and the flamenco toast intensifies.

«The students do not want to miss the opportunity to study with me. When they start to study my technique they are hooked at the first second. Those who play sports and take care of themselves immediately identify with my stretching and feel safer for the rest of the class and those who don’t appreciate it and will surely start practicing it and taking care of themselves forever »
~ Esther Ponce

This year Esther thought that her Angel would be very busy due to the current pandemic situation and also that it would be a coincidence that another year happened.

But to Esther’s surprise it was like that and without doubt the most special flamenco toast for England.

«Discipline is my hallmark and not even the Covid has stopped us» «I have never doubted it and I will only teach classes with a mask»
~ Esther Ponce

After the experience of teaching classes with a mask? A private flamenco class for two hours without stopping, does Esther remember that when she and the student went out into the street they breathed for two seconds as if there were no tomorrow?According to Esther’s recent experience, with the mask you cannot see the total expression of the student, but the eyes also speak and flamenco is also expressed with the body.

With all the safety measures, the student disinfected her shoes, put hydroalcoholic gel on her hands, a temperature control was performed with a non-contact forehead thermometer and the student did not remove her mask during the two hours, only in the changing room that she only used to drink water. 

“Now I can present my Experimental Flamenco to the director of Tourism of Valencia and let him roll with the little ham :)”
 
~ Esther Ponce