On the last weekend of 2013, I had the chance to visit Bohol — after such a long time and after the October earthquake. I assisted in a wedding shoot and although it was a wedding, it was more like a “tour.” We traveled from Panglao, to Alburquerque to Loay. Along the way, I saw remnants of the damage of the quake — the Loay and Dauis Churches, the damaged roads and houses, but I also saw how the people are picking up their lives and continuing to live. It made me teary-eyed, but I fell asleep because it was raining.
Neon was a hit a few [fashion] seasons past. The last time I remembered wearing neon was in highschool — a neon orange sweater. As much as I want to deny wearing that sweater, I couldn’t because there are pictures to prove it. After highschool, neon only came in the form of highlighters and post-its. I don’t know why (maybe in my deepest subconscious I have a fetish for neon) but I bought this thing from my favorite accessories store in downtown Cebu. It was cheaper, already several percent off the original cheap price, and it looked like something other than a necklace. It could be a crown, or something you use to trace. This thing was already gathering dust in the apartment when I had the brilliant idea of wearing it together with this knitted black and white striped dress shirt and pair of thrifted Roger Vivier sandals. I think the color combinations worked, but I felt like a prisoner.
Sometimes my intention in dressing up is to look appropriate and good. Oftentimes, it is to have fun and add a bit of humor. I am not known to have a sense of humor. In fact, the way I dress may be better than my humor, which means my humor is really bad. We dress up for different reasons, but I love it when people dress up to combine a good sense of style and a good sense of humor.
* wearing thrifted knitted shirt dress, vintage clutch from grand aunt, flats from local mall, glasses from downtown Cebu store *
Photos by Joel Lopez
I went home for our town’s festivities, help out with my elementary school’s alumni homecoming activities, and meet and drink wine (and alcohol) with friends. I received a new pair of vintage-looking shades in my favorite shade of pink from my sister, and I’m wearing them in these photos.
My cousins and grandma also unearthed two vintage custom-made dresses, probably from my aunt. I’d have to have them refitted because they are a bit big on me. Our grand-aunt also sent us a package, which contained one of my favorite candies: orange slices. 😛