Even if you hate shopping, you won’t not have a shirt, because, most likely, there’s a souvenir shirt in your closet somewhere. (Unless you frequently clean out your closet and donate those shirts elsewhere.) Everyone has, at least once in their lives, received a souvenir shirt. Recently, I’ve removed most of mine from my closet, though I still kept a few that I like, or have special significance for me. Continue reading →
Then I see you
You’re walking ‘cross the campus
-“Campus”, Vampire Weekend
Since what I’ve been working on for more than a month now has to do with youth and students and high school and college and students and teachers and campuses… Here’s me wearing a school-ish outfit.
Depends on where you’re from.
YEY COOL WEATHER SO I CAN DO LAYERING! Heeheehee.
White striped blouse, found and owned from my mom’s closet. Black shirt, Giordano. Knapsack, Kipling, from 15 years ago (no exaggeration). Jeans from Jag. Still-being-broken-in ankle boots from Bass. Watch from Tomato. Bracelets I made in college. Glasses. And, student-mode-me in true form: zero make-up.
I almost wore my Chucks with this outfit, but, like I said, I’m still trying to break in my boots.
This was at noon. Harsh lighting+glass window+red tiles = dramatic lighting. <3
I decided to start the year wearing something that is not my usual pair of jeans.
If you asked me last year if I would wear a skirt even though I wasn’t required to, I would’ve said “ABSOLUTELY NOT.” With conviction. True, I’ve worn a dress once last year just for fun (because it was a really nice dress, wasn’t it?) But I did keep insisting that I still wouldn’t wear a skirt if I didn’t have to.
But, after a year of blogging about clothes and other girliness, I told myself that maybe it was time that I actually broke my no-skirts-unless-absolutely-necessary rule.
That day, my friends, is NOT this day.
Because that, my friends, is NOT a skirt. HA! Yeah, its actually a skort.
My brother once told me that guys hated skorts. I don’t really get why.
But there it is: me in my skort, one that I’ve had for years, but almost rarely wore outside. I wore it during my graduation outing with my family, and posted the photo online. Monumental, that day. I think that was the first time the innerwebz saw my knees. Hrhrhr.
Okay, I’m going in circles now. MY POINT IS THIS: I started this year in a skort because I have decided that, yes, perhaps I might wear skirts and dresses this year. I’m still not sure yet, but I do blame this blog for slowly, but (apparently, oh so surely) tweaking my personal preferences.
SO. My January 1, 2011 outfit: Blue shirt from I-can’t-remember-where. Brown satchel, a Metrobank freebie. My skort from I-can’t-remember-where-either. A 10-year-old heart necklace from Davao (I think). Bracelets. Boots.
Title from “Wait It Out”, Imogen Heap.
Red blouse, Shaw Blvd. MRT Station, P150. I got it from the same place I got this red blouse.
I like this blouse, but I think this is only the second time I’ve worn this since I bought it on February or March. Maybe it’s because it’s too striking red? Or maybe because a couple of months ago I couldn’t wear this if I was feeling bloated. (This was after lunch. So…yey for my sort of well-balanced diet?)
I was kind of expecting my dad or one of my brothers to be all strict about it being…body-hugging… but they actualy liked it. Haha!
I should start wearing this more often.
By the way: that necklace and bracelet combo is from my mom.
About the photo
I haven’t taken a photo of myself in a while (obviously, since I haven’t been updating this blog much)…and I think it shows. Boo. But, anyway. I missed putting white spaces in my photos. So there you have my wall. And the lone, surviving star decal thingy. Wheeee~
Title from “Oh!”, Eric Hutchinson
When the Legally Blonde: The Musical began its ran in 2007, I have been so in love with it. I had practically the whole selection in my head, and I can sing along to the soundtrack. I’ve never had the chance to actually watch it live, though. (MTV’s broadcast doesn’t really count as live, of course.)
Until a friend told me on the 24th of June 2010 that he had an extra ticket to the Hot Pink Preview…which was on 24th of June 2010. I almost jumped and screamed in my desk in my office, but I (barely) managed to stifle my excited shriek.
Of course, wearing Elle’s signature color was a must! I had my housemate prepare my pinkest, Elle-est blouse, this one I got as a hand-me-down from I-don’t-even-remember-where-anymore. (It doesn’t look so hot pink here, though, because of the yellow light.) Also, I borrowed Karess’ pink bag. I would’ve worn pink shoes if I had them, but I had to content myself with these denim flats, also borrowed from Karess.
Yep. Some of the best outfits come from other people’s closets. Haha!
When I found out over a year ago that Atlantis Productions was bringing Legally Blonde: The Musical to Manila, I freaked. In a good way, at first, because I was FINALLY going to be able to watch it. And then there was a doubtful pause as I realized that we didn’t have blondes in the Philippines, which means that a wig was going to be used, which means that it was going to be horrible. (I never doubted Filipino talent for a second, but, come ON. ELLE IS A BLONDE.)
I bought a ticket, anyway… And then, as mentioned above, I got a ticket to the preview.
And let me say this: obviously fake blonde wig aside, Legally Blonde: The Musical Manila was AWESOME. I already knew the show inside and out, but they still managed to make me laugh at the jokes I already knew. Very, very nicely done!
I still have the ticket I originally bought. Am I still going to use it and watch the show for the second time? Oh, most definitely. It was that good.
Title from “Omigod You Guys”, Legally Blonde: The Musical Vocal Selections.
There is a shirt that was made just in time for the Eraserheads Final Set. There were many shirts designed and printed for the event, but there was one that stood out for me. I bought it just in time for the concert, so, even though the neckline wasn’t quite…right for me, I wore it anyway.
I haven’t worn it since, mostly because awesome memories were connected to it, and I didn’t want to “taint” it with new ones—yes, I’m an Eraseheads fangirl—and partly because, like I said, the neckline wasn’t quite right. Kind of like my Tetsuwan Atom shirt.
So, like what I did to that shirt, I took my sewing shears and snipped away. I tried a different neckline this time, though. Watcha think?
Despite my concern, though, the shirt hasn’t quite been tainted yet. Whenever I see this in my closet, or before and after wearing it, I sigh and remember the Eraserheads’ Final Set. And then I sigh once again as I remember the years I grew up to their music.
Thank you, Eraserheads, for being the first Filipino band I truly loved.
“Eheads Final Set 3709” shirt, from Noytee. I can’t remember how much I spent for this. Haha! Also, my DKNY bag, a silver chain necklace, my pig necklace, two kinds of bangles, my watch, and my ponytail thingy (yes, I kind of wore it as a bracelet).
Lyrics from “Ang Huling El Bimbo”, by (obviously) The Eraserheads.
This be my prom dress from my high school senior year. For both of my proms, I was part of the Cotillion dancers, so we were required to wear pink (for the juniors) and blue (for the seniors). But I think I still would have worn blue, even if I had the choice to wear another color. Haha!
I wanted a simple, rather conservative gown—I think you guys already know that I don’t like exposing…skin—and, as mentioned, I was required to wear blue, so we had this made. It had sequins lining the neckline and around the waist area. A couple of layers of chiffon underneath the skirt. And the outer material was tule, I believe… And it was so…flowy. I loved it.
I so SO love this dress that until now I still have trouble letting it go. I’ve had it in my closet for years now, and I’ve even lent it out to one or two younger cousins. It still fits me, oddly enough, but, to be honest, I don’t think I’ll be wearing this again. Some friends have suggested that I have it reconstructed into a more current dress. Some have told me to donate it.
I honestly don’t know what to do with it, because I still love it the way it is now.
Told you I had trouble letting go.
Sarah means “princess”, and the gown is rather princessly, so it only made sense to be a princess in this photo. A rather bored princess who doesn’t want to go to the ball. And refuses to wear heels and wants to wear her Chucks, instead.
Shades, Punya. Blue blouse, DEI. Lace tank. Jeans, Jag. Brown leather bag, Celine. Necklace and bracelet from my mom’s dresser.
It’s looking to be an extremely hot summer, but thank goodness for the human invention called the sunglasses.
The other day I was at People are People looking at sunglasses and fell in love with a pair. It was rather pricey, though, so I put it down and decided to buy it next time (if it was still there). About an hour later as I was browsing the new stuff at Punya, I saw an almost identical pair… except the hue was blue instead of black, and it was half the price.
That’s the best “except” I’ve written in a while, yes? Yes! It fits nicely on my nosebridge, and my eyelashes don’t reach it. Oh, thank God! That’s always been my problem with shades and glasses. The one down side of having long eyelashes 🙁
Needless to say, I bought the shades. It costs P150, in case anybody’s wondering.
Title from “Looking at the Sun”, Gramercy Arms. Such a happy, summer-y song.
Pink blouse, DEI. White camisole, Landmark. Jeans, HerBench. Wood bead necklace. Glass necklace, Punya. Blue cuff bracelet, Circle C. Bag, L’Oreal. Sandals, my mom’s closet. (She offered that I use her white sandals instead… I think I should have taken her up on that. Haha!)
Most of the items in this outfit have gone from my closet to my discard pile to my closet to my discard pile and back to my closet again. While I was doing this year’s spring cleaning, I had decided to put that barely used pink blouse and that never used bag in my discard pile again.
Today I had to wear something cool and possibly airy to the Walkway in Fort Bonifacio, since, y’know, we’d be walking in the sun. I decided to try my hand again in the boyfriend jeans, seeing as my last one wasn’t entirely successful. I tried the white cami, too, which I haven’t worn in YEARS (I haven’t learned how to use plain white tops on my body type). And then my eyes fell on my discard pile and saw this pink blouse. I threw it on, along with a couple of necklaces. And then I grabbed the sailor-looking bag.
Thank God I haven’t gotten rid of them! But don’t get me wrong: this isn’t to promote NOT discarding the stuff in your discard pile, guys. This post is to promote USING the stuff in your closet. Even old ones. Haha!
Needless to say, none of the items in this outfit will go to my discard pile in a looooooooong time.
Victory@25 t-shirt, 150. Jeans, unbranded, Circle C. Chucks. Black and brown wood bracelet. Black and brown beaded necklace.
That shirt right there has got to be one of the best event shirts I’ve ever seen. It looks so…un-promotional-y!
Okay. It’s confession time once again. I’m having a reeeeeeeeally hard time keeping up with this blog. There are days when my mind draws a blank for song lyrics to use as titles, and I’m not a pose guru yet, and, let’s face it: I don’t have 365 outfits. True, I can shoot my accessories individually—and I’ve done that once or twice—but, really, I’m having a hard time right now. And you’ve probably noticed. (Or not.)
But I’m already three months in. I shouldn’t give up now, yes? I just have to get my creative juices flowing more. And look up fashion photography. And listen to more songs. I can do this, yes?
Title again from “If Only I Knew”, Jeff Hanson