101 Reasons Marina Muñoz is Winning Life

100 of them are her baby. The last one is that she's really pretty and I'm jealous. I passed her twice last year on my way to work and was just like, Oh shit—you are so fucking cool. Like, I have no idea what the World Cup is, but I know this woman is winning life because her loafer game is so fucking on point. And her son, Blaise? Oh shit. This just got serious. This is that moment when you realize you are creepily obsessed with someone else's baby in a single white female way (if that movie was about babies), but you don't even care because that baby is the half-Latin, half-Korean dream child you feel entitled to because crippling loneliness will fuck with your head. Sometimes I'll text my roommate like, "OMG did you see the new pic of Blaise? ltrlly SO CUTE." Can I pay for an adoption with my old Criterion Collection DVDs? Those are worth a lot, right? All pictures via Marina's Instagram, which is obvs the most crucial account to follow pretty much ever.