I'm back ^_____^

It's been months or I guessed years that I haven't posted anything. I don't even know what I was doing with my life with those months. But nonetheless it feels so great to be able to write AGAIN something so nonsense and insouciant in this spacious blog of mine.HAHA

So I evidently gained some extra weights with those months that I've been gone. HAHA

I feel so heavy now :( I need to stop myself form eating toooo much. Oh God, why are foods so irresistible.

So lately I've been so into Bohemian inspired looks, I totally like the carefree, loose and vibrant feeling of the Bohemian look and so I bravely attempt to emulate the look by wearing a wavy, flowy skirt I grabbed from my mother's closet :D, I don't know if  I look Bohemian-ish with this look, uhmm...

Whatchu think?

I am, I am, I am a ZOMBIE

 My friend Nina and I decided to conduct a semi photo shoot ( we were just messing around with ourselves cuz' we know we will never have this kind of moment  since we'll be pretty busy soon with our career life). So we decided to wear something unusual for us, like something we do not normally wear everyday, something we feel awkward and uncomfy wearing .

 I decided to momsen-fy myself ( lately I am so smitten by Taylor Momsen's songs and fashion statement, I love her raccoon -like eyes, it's so mesmerizing :D) and wear a short shorts though it's not that uber short, 

( my parents do not allow me to wear short shorts, *don't ask me why*, I don't even  know  what's the rationale behind  it  O.o).

This bat- winged  BCBG MAXAZRIA top was a thrift find and it only cost 25php. I couldn't believe it even in my most dense dream that I will own a BCBG MAXAZRIA piece in a very cheap price. 

The top was still apparently new, that's why I was in awe when I bought it. 

Such a great bargain  ^___^

I actually look so awkward striking this pose, I don't know why I even strike this pose either O.o

So here's Nina :), I styled her with an off to work-ready to party look. She said she's not really into wearing this kind of style since like me we casually settled ourselves with a shirt, jeans and sneakers and viola we're off to go. She's really stunner right? ^.^

Such a pretty face  ^_________^. 

I couldn't even stop myself capturing more beauty shots from her.

Viola!! Viola!!!! Viola!!!

In our second look, I decided to wear something contrasting.

 I wore a victorian inspired  top paired with a rugged-looking shorts to make the look a little bit edgy and contemporary at the same time.

Nina decided to wear something androgynous, she said something that is so her.

So I paired her sweet sleeveless top with a plaid jacket to make the look a little more masculine and I also added the aviators for the finishing touch.

She still looks hot in an androgynous look right ?

and at the end of the shoot we took a some selcas :)

I am really lucky to have such a nice friend and a confidante in her.

^___________________^

WANTED

Last VDAY I was so busy watching movies, eating bananas and anything edible and cleaning my messy room too. While arranging my books I saw a Grade 2 writing pad and as curious I am, I started reading what was written on it, it was mostly school stuffs and what to do's but there was this note that really made me so surprised reading it. I think I wrote it way back on 2008 after watching Angelina Jolie's WANTED movie.

 So here's the note :

Every scene was so breath-taking, leaving me always gasping for breath. I always have that " mouth wide open look" everytime Angelina moves... Well, she's really a goddess, the hottest chic in the world for me. Everytime she give that sexy look and when her lips curved, I can't stop thinking on how she'll probably put the world on fire.

Aside from enjoying watching Angelina's cool stunts, I was also awaken by Wesley Gibson's ( Shia Lebouf ) learned lesson; that it's a big no-no to say sorry all the time. Saying sorry all the time is just a sign of inferiority. People will just think that you're weak and there's this possibility that they will not value your worth nor give you the rightful respect you deserve..Here's one thing too, sometimes we need to be true to our emotions, like if we're angry then we should let it show instead of keeping it. It is terribly wrong to keep all our feelings to ourselves all the time, it might just explode. .... While having these realizations, a thought suddenly came up, a very brilliant idea XD : I'd like to learn the shooting technique in the movie so that I will be able to help eliminate those freakin' evil guys so that no more hearts will be broken and no more eyes will be crying and it will only be a survival of the stick-to-one and loyal males. In that way I think I can lessen up the miseries and pain pollution in our society.

So this is me during 2008, I was actually allergic to males, specifically those heartbreakers, maybe it was a repercussion of the one painful experience I had way back when I was still 16.

 It was a very painful experience maybe because it was my first time to feel something extraordinary towards someone and that someone left me hanging. He was so rude that he even deprived me with an explanation of his sudden change of emotion.

Despite his cruelty it is still hard for me to hate him nor forget him, I remember crying every night, heart beating so fast as If I'm drowning every time I see him walking past from me, looking at me as if he don't know me. It took me years, almost 4 years to forget the pain he's caused.

Today every time I reminisced those dark ages, it just make me laugh how foolish and impish I was before.

Though that experience was excruciatingly painful

 I am still thankful because it just made me mature enough to be able to let go.

 It made me realized too that I am a strong woman able to handle difficulties and pains like a boss :D

 The lace top was a gift from a friend( my mom's bestfriend) and the skirt was an old thrift- find. 

I think I bought it way back 2006 but I never wear it cause I forgot about it's existence in my closet :))

jour de Noël

Christmas day ^___^. I think 2010 was the happiest Christmas ever since 2005 ( though Christmas during my childhood years was the best ever ).  I don't have any reasons why it is the happiest, I just felt it. It's just one of those moments where you can't stop reminiscing. Everything that night was so serene and calm, Happines was just in our hearts, no words needed for us to exclaim to let each family members know how ecstatic we were for being together :)

I hope we will still be this happy for the incoming years.

This polka dot dress was thrifted and it only cost 30php ( yeah, I was so surprised by the price too XD) I couldn't even believe it at first, I kept on asking the seller just to confirm the price ( there's nothing wrong in being sure :D). The fabric was still good as new, it really look so conspicuously new, it was like it came straight from the tailor's shop. It was perfectly fit for my figure and I totally adore the style, it's so classy. It has a vintage-y vibe, it looks like it's from a 40's or 50's where dresses were A- line in shape with a flowing calf- length skirts.

I was supposed to wear a pearl necklace but my mom said no, she said I should make the look a little more contemporary ( I must obey the mother :D) so I ended up wearing a vintage necklace

from my grandmother and  vintage earrings from my mother ( her collection during her college days).

I Just can't help myself being addicted to vintage stuffs.
   Somebody should stop me now.Eekk!!!

huit et neuvième jour

A super late post, my apology. For the very very first time I was able to complete the nine mornings mass and  it feels so great. It feels like I achieve something. Attending the ninth day mass was like a celebration, everything's sparkling with happiness, the atmosphere was filled with kindness and everyone's wearing their big smile.

The happiest day ever :)

This red dress was  a gift from my mom. I feel so lazy that day that I just wear the dress as it is, no style tips pop out from my mind and so I just wear the dress plainly.

I wore this pink dress in the ninth morning. This is one of my fave from my closet, I just love the fitting, it's just so perfect for my size. I also love how it makes me look not fat. This is just a simple look yet I think classy, no need to excessorise, just don't forget to wear the two basic accessories : CONFIDENCE and your Pretty SMILE. ^____^

though I said earlier to not to forget wearing smiles, forgive me if I'm not smiling in most or all of my photos, such an irony of what I was talking earlier..LOL!!! 

Turn left turn right

Love at First Sight

Wislawa Szymborska 

Both are convinced that a sudden surge of emotion bound them together. Beautiful is such a certainty, but uncertainty is more beautiful. Because they didn't know each other earlier, they suppose that nothing was happening between them. What of the streets, stairways and corridors where they could have passed each other long ago? I'd like to ask them whether they remember-- perhaps in a revolving door ever being face to face? an "excuse me" in a crowd or a voice "wrong number" in the receiver. But I know their answer: no, they don't remember. They'd be greatly astonished to learn that for a long time chance had been playing with them. Not yet wholly ready to transform into fate for them it approached them, then backed off, stood in their way and, suppressing a giggle, jumped to the side

There were signs, signals: but what of it if they were illegible. Perhaps three years ago, or last Tuesday did a certain leaflet fly from shoulder to shoulder? There was something lost and picked up. Who knows but what it was a ball in the bushes of childhood. There were doorknobs and bells on which earlier touch piled on touch. Bags beside each other in the luggage room. Perhaps they had the same dream on a certain night, suddenly erased after waking. Every beginning is but a continuation, and the book of events is never more than half open. -translated by Walter Whipple

I encountered this poem form the movie Turn Left turn Right. I just can't help but love it, every words are like bullets penetrating my innermost emotion. It surely captures the essence of what is really Love at first sight. That it's not only about the superficial attraction nor an ephemeral emotion. When I read it, I was like being bewitched by the magic of love, touching my torn and worn out heart to be renewed just as the first time I felt the surge of love, melting the cold barriers build up by disappointments, failures and heartaches, allowing hope to drown the rooted bitterness in my heart. I was never a believer of Love at first sight but now after reading the poem, my perception of the said matter was blown away and I am left dumbfounded.

septième jour

The seventh morning of the nine mornings.I realized that each day as I encounter and experienced life, I'm slowly losing the luster and brightness of my eyes ( metamorphically speaking ).I'm slowly losing grip of my thoughts, of my being. I'm slowly losing control of my own self ( it's not like I'm on drugs.*TROLOLOL!!*).

It's like I'm growing, I'm becoming the person I'm supposed to be, without my knowing nor my consent, like I was already patterned on who and what I am to become. Maybe this is the reason why lately I've been experiencing sadness out of nowhere. But now I understand why I am feeling in this way: I am scared because I know that I do not have hold of my life, I do not have control of who and what will I be. I'm am terrified that those dreams I have, those plans I've made are just futile. I am mad that I may distaste the mission I am bound to follow and fulfill , that  I may no longer pursue may personal legend 

( as what Paulo Coelho called it).

I am afraid of the future though before I was so fond of it, fond of it to that point of living for it instead of living in the moment. I totally treasure my future, it's the only thing that provides me joy when I'm sad but now that the universe slowly, slowly shows me that  the future I longed for would be impossible, it's not that I'm way too pessimist, but these days I was bombarded with signs, showing me that I don not have control of

the things in my life and in myself. Like I am meant for something and not for my passion.

I am so scared now, I cannot stop myself thinking: would it be worth and acceptable to defy such fate and follow my personal legend, my personal will, or to accept and follow the fate that is in store for me?.

Which is which? 

 Eeeek!!! sorry if I sound too serious and creepy there, just the repercussions of thinking too much ^__^.

So this dress was a thrift find and would you believe it that it only cost 10php albeit the fabric is as good as new. However, it cost me too much for the resizing, since when I bought it, the size was large and it's way too unbecoming for me to wear it as it is. I love the Ribbon detail of the dress, it gives a school-girl vibe to the whole look .