Nightie Over Nudie

Naughty. hihihi.

Well who says you can't wear your sleepwear out? My grandma would kill me for this (RIP Inang). Well I thrifted this black lace nighties for 10php, about quarter of a dollar and this bubble nude dress too for 1$. Wore them together and wahhhlah! I know am cheap. Need to loosen the strings of my purse a little bit, but this is such a cheap thrill for me. It feels so much good. Am cheap and good. Am like made from China.

c",). Peace!

So for the last couple of days I've been very useful for the good of all mankind, and i missed visiting your blogs. So for this weekend break, ill go back to my old self and stalk all of you again. Promise.

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dress and nightie : Thrift
shoes : Le donne
clutch : Quiapo
necklace : DIY

I Refuse, I Won't

....give in to heat.
As the burning summer heat continuously unfolds to each passing days and nights, as the sure-as-death remorseless drought spread on our lands, as well as draining all the creativity left in you, my logic tells me to fight it off with every will and strength i have in the name of fashion. hihihihi. But I know one day ill compromise and fall into sin and just let myself burn in summer.

Thrifted this lace dress for half a dollar (20php). Ahamazing details!
It's Friday today right? Yey! Thank God for Friday!

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dress and blazer : thrift
shoes: Primadona
bag: Leaveland
necklace: Cuteture

Mio Fights Cancer

(photos from MioFightsCancer)

Mio in Italian means "Mine", in Japanese "Three times as strong". In here, Mio Mendiola is a son to a single mother Jasmine fighting for his life against cancer. And this is their love story. Please read their blog and lets share their story to our families and friends.

I guess a mother always understand what a child does not say. Every dream and wishes, pain and discomfort, words are not needed for a mother to understand fully what their child feels and thinks. Am not yet a mom to a human being, but one look and i know what Koffy needs. A certain look when he wants to pee or drink, when he's hungry, or when he wants to play, or when he's just bored and cranky. And especially when he's sick, it just breaks my heart every time. He didn't come from me but he's all mine. Ill do and give everything for him to have a fighting chance for the next 13 years of his life. I may be shallow but what i have is a mother's love to a dog.

Mio is a five year old boy and he's everything Jasmine got. Let's give this child a chance to finish his school, play sports, go to college, meet new friends, have a crush, or get his heart broken, go places, fall in love, get married and one day have his own kids, or just be a healthy son to Jasmine for as long as they both shall live.

Let's give and help.

BDO (Banco de Oro) Junior Savings Account

# 3520070809

Account name:
Jose Emilio Mendiola

Branch:
Eastwood City, Libis, Quezon City

or help through PAYPAL.

Let's help Mio live up to his name - three times as strong.
Please spread the love. Every twit, re-post, links count.

Have a great day everyone.

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DIY Shell Bib Necklace

So this is the finished product of my diy necklace that i wore this morning together with my favorite black dress, aka "uniform" to a breakfast date with a dear friend who's decided to take her adventure to the next level and accepted a job abroad. Am a little sad cos it's gonna be a long while to see her again to whom am very close to since we have so much in common. Cos we both grew up in an unusual bubble protected environment......well something to that effect. hihihi. It's a little hard to explain. So am just happy for her, she's finally doing what she loves to do.

After hugging and kissing her the last thing i remember saying was, "Okay, see you around, ill facebook you." hahahahaha. I don't facebook much, but It's enough reason not to cancel my account there anymore.

Have a great day everyone!

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dress: thrift
shoes: Mendrez
bag: Guess
necklace: DIY

From Breakfast to This

Okay, first of all, how freaking good am i for taking this photo?!!???
And second of all why is photography so hard?????!

But anyway am doing something for myself that am not gonna sell, just for myself to keep. This is from these scallops we feasted on not that long time ago. Since am big on recycling and i don't have the heart to throw away those gorgeous shells, so after cleaning it I thought it would be fun to see these beauty wrapped around my neck. And hopefully by tomorrow it'll be finished.

Can't wait for those glue to dry. Good night!

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It's About Time To Never Grow Up

Sometimes I tend to compare myself with other women my age or younger than me by two to three years and always felt short when it comes to maturity level. I read somewhere before that, growing old is mandatory, but growing up is optional. That's true at least in my case. I don't have a ten-year-long-plan. I think my only focus right now is to fatten our retirement bank account for all our dream vacation trips when we reach 40. When it comes to that, my determination is a little on the autistic side. Am obsessed. But i want to grow old, live long and die ripe with age and memories, till worms welcome me with their slimy kisses and soil's warmth fill the deadness in me. Sounds exciting and delicious. c",) hihihi.

Growing up is never easy. You hold on to things that were, you wonder what's to come. Sometimes it's scary cos maturity is a high price you pay for growing old and up, which isn't for everyone as we all know. And it sucks when society expect us to reach a certain level of maturity and growth when we don't.

At least i have learned to laugh off the things i have done; stupid crazy things in the past. Cos it's a sign of maturity they say, when you finally had your first real laugh - at yourself.

Have a happy Sunday everyone!

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jacket: Memo
dress: Lhasa
shoes: Primadona

Religion

• I believe in God, in nature, in angles & demons, in good and evil person. They really do exist. That angels live in good people and demons in evil person.
  
• I believe in the power of spoon and fork. Am a Filipino. Rice will save me from all hunger.
  
• I believe in prayer, meditation when doing number two, and music and art. I believe in the power of fibers. You'll feel new every morning.
• I believe in my moral code that goes like this : lie in little amount, don't over do it, just don't tell the entire truth cos then it's not really super lying. But don't ever, ever lie about your age. You're going to hell.
  
• I believe in Karma and my evil laugh is getting better and better everyday with practice. bwahahahahahahaaha!
• I believe in science, astronauts, aliens, and American Idol and Glee.
  
• I believe in kissing and hugging and spooning. Okay. Nuf said.
• I believe in the power of stupidity and ignorance. It can save people from a lot of pain. Too much knowledge is a burden. But i strongly believe in too much reading.
  
• I believe in my friends and they believe in me. We're like the modern 20 apostles. That includes Mary Magdalene and all the Marys in the bible.
• I believe in recycling as well as shopping, and SALE.
  
• I believe that next to human being, dogs are the animal closest to God's heart. And that there is a dog heaven.
• I believe that there are probably 3 people (more or less) find me annoying.
  
• I believe in giving a lot. Sharing stories. Integrity. LOVE and friendship.
  
• I believe that life should not be taken seriously. No man is sane who does not know how to be crazy on proper occasions.
  

...and last but not the least

I believe in this life. I am searching for peace, happiness, love and prosperity in this life not for the sake of my security in after life. Cos We really do not know what's after here. After all we only get to live once. If we die, we're dead, we're gone. The beauty of life is in here. Our salvation is evident on how we're living our life. And my heaven is upon my little life right now. Sometimes i feel like hell but mostly am in heaven.

So tell me, that's your religion? Have a great day everyone!

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dress: thrift 2$
shoes: primadona
belt: bazaar
bag: leaveland

Oldie

I don't collect, I don't have a mountain of unused clothes rotting somewhere in our apartment, but I am probably one of those people who's got a skill preserving their possessions for years and years. My closet has a compartment for my old clothes, shoes, cards, love letters, stupid diaries, photos and tuition receipts from my college years. I guess am a little sentimental for old shit, but for some reason i must have (intentionally) lost my report cards. hahaha. So okay do the math, that was more than ten years ago. I don't know, I just want to hold on to that part of me. And yesterday i wore my 3 year old dress and my 8 year old shoes. I remember the first time i wore these spiky wedges, people can't stop looking at them and yesterday it still draw the same attention. Well, time will pass, people grow old but some things doesn't seem to change...Memories - just a way to hold onto the things we love, the things we once were, and the things we never want to lose. And my head is just bursting with lots of them, hope and prayed i can take them with me forever.

Have a great day everyone!

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And That's The Glory Of LOVE

Mayim Bialik kinda reminds me of Sarah Jessica Parker and Bette Midler. hihihih. Anyway can we just sing...and dance a little maybe???!

You've got to give a little, take a little
And let your poor heart break a little
That's the story of, That's the glory of love

You've got to laugh a little, cry a little
Until the clouds roll by a little
That's the story of, That's the glory of love

As long as there's the two of us
We've got the world and all its charms
And when the world is through with us
We've got each other's arms

You've got to win a little, lose a little
Yes, and always have the blues a little
That's the story of, That's the glory of love

That's the story of, That's the glory of love

Happy Valentine's Day everyone!

vest: Folded and Hung, dress: Tomato, bag: Leaveland, Shoes: Primadona

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