Hola, From Our New Advice Columnist Pauline Campos!


Today, you are reading these words only because I didn't think I had a snowball's chance for the job when a friend encouraged me to apply, saying "You'd be perfect."

"You're crazy," I said. "This is Dolores. The competition is going to be insane. I don't have a chance."

But I tried anyway, because, well, at least I could say that I did. Funny thing is you give more of yourself when you think there's nothing to lose. So I turned off my censor and it turns out I'm funny without meaning to be and sassy as hell, or so Latina’s director of editorial content, Damarys Ocaña Perez, told me. Part of my charm, I guess.

My broken filter and snark made the impossible possible and my heart fill with pride when Damarys told me that Dolores would have liked me. And again, Dolores validated me, my fluent Spanglish, and my hyphen. Thank you, Dolores.

As for you, dear readers, this space is for me to share myself and my thoughts about everything from dating to cultural identity with you (every Monday and Thursday), just as you share yourself each month in your questions to me in the magazine. I want you to know that I get it, I've been there, and I probably bought the T-shirt.