Say the word I’m thinking of

Have you heard the word is love – “The Word”, The Beatles. From the Revolver album, 1965. Tank top and jersey combo from Circle C, P300. Jag jeans. Chucks. Dog tag from the Febfair in LB manymany years ago. Watch from Tomato. I’ve been wanting to do this look for a long, long, long time,… Continue reading Say the word I’m thinking of

And I do my little turn on the catwalk

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

I mistook you for a stranger, my lady in a golden outfit

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

You could be making the grade

Coat from our Monday uniform by Adi Velasquez. Black shirt from Kamiseta. Black slacks. Plastic crystal necklace from…er…I dunno. Mixed my monday uniform with…non-uniform clothes. Ended up looking like a teacher. Which wasn’t so bad. Except, I am NOT a teacher. My mom is a teacher, though. And I think she had a photo very… Continue reading You could be making the grade

and she said, “love it all, love it all, love it all”

If ever you find yourself in Congressional Avenue, try to swing by Circle C. And if ever you swing by Circle C, go to the second floor, find the Gallery, and look for a little nook called Punya. They don’t have a banner, I think, but it looks like this: And has these: Good stuff,… Continue reading and she said, “love it all, love it all, love it all”

whenever there’s fun there’s always Coca-Cola

Coca-Cola tee, Circle C, P100. Jag jeans. Gold heart necklace, Guadalupe bangketa, P50. Okay, so I’m sort of refraining from drinking Coke as if it was water since I’m hyperacidic and I’ve got a heart thingy and all that, BUT I STILL LOVE COKE. And even if I do completely stop drinking Coke, there’s nothing… Continue reading whenever there’s fun there’s always Coca-Cola

the day breaks and everything is new

Actually, nothing is new here. The green striped drop-waist top is so old, I can’t even read the tag. (Obviously, I can’t remember what store I got it from, either.) I can’t remember where I got the wooden beads necklace, either. I know that I’ve had the wooden¬†heart necklace since second year high school. I… Continue reading the day breaks and everything is new