OUTFIT | The Vagina Monologues


Since I was a child, speaking out and voicing my opinions has been a struggle. I have extreme stage fright, and I could last a day or days without uttering a word. Maybe, that’s why I thrive in a job that allows me to write, because in there I find a voice I am comfortable of sharing. I love silence, and reading a book or sleeping. Most days, I am in my cave, I hide in my protective shell. While I dream of getting out, exploring the world, I am also afraid of exposing myself to uncertainties. That is why I have great respect for the adventurer — not the adventurer who goes out of town on weekends, but the adventurer who place her/himself in an unfamiliar territory, a land full of strangers, and enjoy his/her stay.

That’s why, one Friday night, I went to a Vagina Monologues show at the La Belle Aurore bookshop in Junquera Street (the venue was fitting, I must say, for Junquera Street is popular place for many violated vaginas). I read the book when I was in highschool (or college), and I found it weird, probably because there were many things I didn’t know when I was 16 and many things I have learned at 28. I know in the show I would find women who would share my voice with me, and, even better, they would make sure my voice would be heard.

There are a lot of criticisms against the Vagina Monologues and I won’t argue with those. To each his/her own, okay. There are many portions of the play that I do not like and do not support, but there are also portions of the play that broke my heart, especially the monologue on “The Vagina is my Village” depicting Bosnian women and their war.  There were also portions of the play that made me laugh and made me thankful I am a woman. Each woman has a vagina story to tell. I have my own vagina story. Kris Aquino has her own vagina story to tell. Unfortunately, not all women can speak about their vagina stories, and that is part of the continuing struggle of women liberation, against women oppression.

Now, I’m going to oppress you with outfit photos. 😛


thrifted dress| gifted Sag Harbor bag | thrifted Salvatore Ferragamo flats


This was purely a coincidence. I did not realize I was wearing the colors of 2Go — white and pink — when I posed in front of their office.

I’m wearing vintage blazer, vintage top, thrifted denim pants, thrifted flats, gifted bag, and SM Accessories earrings.

OUTFIT | Champagne in the Rain

My boyfriend and I spent one Sunday having another double date. We (actually, only my boyfriend) took maternity shots of our friend, Nestie and Jay-R, and had lots of fun even with the heavy rain. Our first (but not our last) maternity shoot. 😛 I love having photoshoots with friends because I can play a dream role, and they allow me to play a dream role, and we all have fun while being productive. Continue reading “OUTFIT | Champagne in the Rain”

Mother and MTV

What’s your style? Who influences your style? What is style? Nowadays, with the advent of technology, I can easily browse thousands of outfit photos in an hour. Some styles I like and would love to copy, some styles just really don’t make sense. I grew up loving The Cardigans and No Doubt, MTV and Ang TV, Gimik and TGIS, and I think my style is heavily influenced by these, and other factors.  I bought this floral cotton shirt from a downtown thrift store because it reminded me of the shirts my mother used to wear back in the days.  The shirt also came with shoulder pads and a price tag of $98.

My Monday is filled with feet-thumping music care of my neighbor. I’m wearing thrifted vintage Talbot’s shirt, thrifted skirt also worn here, gifted leather backpack also worn here, thrifted shoes, and necklace bought downtown.

Happy Monday!

Mechanical & Works of Progress

I was down with flu and colds & cough the week that passed. On top of that, my parents visited me, I arranged crates of clothes & shoes into OC-like order, washed more dishes than I did in my whole 2 months of summer, and worked on mechanical stuff that doesn’t need much of my brains but take up much of my time.  The passed week has been about:

1. Pink, white and countless of inspiration

2. Pink rose buds (P40 a dozen at Carbon market)

3. A picnic basket that I used to store bed linens and towels, but which I had to remove the handles first (big fat sweat and colds in between)

4. Breakfasts: french toast with fruit compote & fried egg with hot orange juice

5. Works of progress in the little house in the prairie