I watched Doctor Strange last night, and as is tradition every time I watch a Marvel movie, I wore my Stark Industries hoodie from The Perfect White Shirt. I wrote about it last year when I watched Ant-Man, talking about its thickness (or thinness).
The rule in dressing for flight days is to choose comfort over style, but preferably come up with something that has both. It’s so very to easy to want to look nice and impressive in an airport, but the truth is that you’ll spend lots of time walking or sitting and waiting or standing in… Continue reading I like songs about drifters
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
Today I wore my grandmother’s blouse. I’m pretty sure she made it herself, because she made clothes for my mom and my aunts and uncles, and curtains and pillowcases for all of us. I remember a time when I would sit with her in her sewing room as she worked. Sometimes we talked –there was… Continue reading We were young when we heard you