When I started this blog, I hated shopping, didn’t wear dresses unless I had to, wore nothing but Chuck Taylors, and thought stockings were only for the 80s. Around the same time, I was also wishing that I could muster what I needed to fulfill my high school dream to travel to Japan. (I really like Japanese… Continue reading Maglakbay sa simula
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,… Continue reading It makes such an almighty sound
As someone who hates shopping, I try to take care of my things so that I won’t have to shop for its replacement in case I wear it out or lose it. This is why the phrases “from ages ago” and “I can’t remember where I got these” pop up lots of times in this… Continue reading Oh not that old
I had the big chop. I was nervous. I wasn’t sure if a pixie cut would suit me. My salon would style it, of course, but I had no idea if I could pull it off on a daily basis. Plus, I was comfortable with braiding and curling and styling my long hair. I’ve always had long… Continue reading They’re going to better places
I climbed the Wall of China thinking that I was going to be cold. It’s up in the mountain, we said. It’s autumn in North China, I said. I’m used to tropic heat, I thought.
Purple dress, SM Department Store. Sequined shoes, Manels. Silver earrings. White gold and mother of pearl necklace. Mother of pearl bracelet. Black sequined bag. This is what I wore to a friend’s fashion show-themed debut. I’ve worn it only once before, so I’m SO glad to be able to wear it again. It seems such a… Continue reading And I do my little turn on the catwalk
A plum-and-gold-and-brown top, Apple & Eve. Blue jeans, Jag. A black knit bag. A white gold necklace. Silver earrings. Silver shoes, Manel’s. I wonder how many followers of the fashion rules are cringing right now. LOL. On my way out to Tin’s debut in Esplanade. I was not about to get a cab wearing my… Continue reading I mistook you for a stranger, my lady in a golden outfit