Red, white, and blue are summer colors for me. While it’s no longer technically summer here in the Philippines, the weather continues to be reminiscent of the summer past — dry and warm. More than a week after a major earthquake hit our region and I am still shaking and on alert, with my door always open just in case I need to run fast to avoid falling objects crushing me. That earthquake was terrifying, and it didn’t help that it was the second major earthquake the region experienced in two years. We already know our country is located in the so-called “ring of fire” but I can never be prepared for the tremors, the noise, the screaming, and the devastation after. Many perished, and many lives were literally shattered, but we continue to live another day.
I’m wearing thrifted polka-dot turtleneck top from Toledo, thrifted Lee Denim shorts from Balamban, gifted Sag Harbor bag, gifted Aldo sunnies, and department store flats.
Just before my sister went back to Dubai, we visited our favorite lawyer to have some papers notarized. Because our appointment was after lunch time, we decided to just go out of the house early and have lunch at a nearby barbecue/grill place. After lunch, we had a few minutes to spare so we walked to the nearby improved Plaza Independencia, which was dotted with the Philippine flag as we just celebrated our country’s independence day. I choose to wear a top + skirt combination because it was a hot day, but I choose to “amp” it up with some unexpected print combination. I am no expert at combining prints in an outfit — but you don’t have to be an expert to wear unexpected print combinations.
Some people have “rules” to make print combination work, but my rule is: go ahead. Wear clashing prints, clashing colors, clashing everything. But wear them with confidence, a good attitude, and a constant smile. Ditch those “fashion rules,” and please, it’s absolutely okay to be not pressured by trends. What makes an outfit tick is how you wear it.
Wearing thrifted Japanese polka dot top, Philippine-made skirt (an ode to Plaza Independencia), gifted Aldo bag, and thrifted Salvatore Ferragamo flats from Baguio City.
It’s a hot summer afternoon and my eyes are heavy after eating pandesal and kalamansi juice. It is but fitting to post something that will make a summer afternoon perfect: the beach! Last Holy Week, I joined my boyfriend and his family in a road trip to Badian, a small town southwest of Cebu City. While I am not a beach bum, it would be sad for me to stay inside my little cave while other people are having fun.
I was in the mood for nautical (blue and white).
I’m loving white and blue for the beach (vintage top and shorts worn above) and one-piece vintage swimsuit (worn below). Very nautical.
The Philippines has 7,100 (give or take) islands. This summer, we also have 7,100 islands to choose as destinations. It’s truly and really more fun in the Philippines. Ohyeah! Happy summer!
My being a woman makes me a candidate for breast cancer. There is no one specific cause for breast cancer except for what medicine men/women would say “a change in one’s DNA” causing normal breast cells to become cancer. I don’t know how that works exactly but I think that means there is nothing I can do. There are risk factors though. Smoking, diet, lifestyle, and genes, age, race, family history (yes, nothing we can do) increase risk to getting breast cancer. There are also unverified rumors on what increases risk to breast cancer (working on night shifts?). So, because we are women, the best we can do is take good care of ourselves, and be supportive of others who are enduring the pains of having breast cancer, and have that regular chitchats with our doctors (not necessarily medical doctors because not everyone believes in them, and not believing in them is not wrong).
In honor of Breast Cancer Awareness month (Pink October) and just an excuse to wear pink, I wore this vintage polka dot dress that’s a size bigger for me, and could be the larger and darker version of this, in front of a shrub of pink gumamelas.
I’m wearing vintage pink polka dot dress, thrifted belt, and thrifted shoes, and a funny smile, which reminds me of the comment my grandma always tells me, you have a “MonaLisa” smile. Whatever that means.
The last week of August was probably the week where I ate out the most. Because I am now solely paying my rent and all utilities and food, and other things like service fees for plumber and carpenter, I’ve made resolutions to eat out less so I can scrimp my money to pay what I need. (Okay, I do scrimp money, partly to buy shoes and other cute stuff, and pay for the things I need). But the last week of August was like an indulgence. Continue reading “Chocolatier”→