- Aren't they just the prettiest? I know am good with kids, especially with girls. Am beaming with pride when they fall in love with me or just talk to me or ask me these weird questions, and i love them too, especially random kids i do not know personally. Like these pretty girls here. When we were at Vigan and doing the tour, they approached us and asked for money. So i call that a modeling fee. Why? We do not speak the same language but innately girls do understand each other well especially when i asked them if it's okay for us to take their pictures. Wow they giggled and their eyes just lit up, they sat next to me right away and waved their Korean peace sign that says, "we're ready". They are so cute. Ohhh, i know ill never see them again. My heart bleeds for girls like them. I really wish them good life, and be blessed with all the material things they need to live a dignified life. I prayed for wisdom, love and peace and happiness that any form of harm won't touch them nor trouble them. I mean, they're happy little girls, i just hope that spirit will stay with them for the rest of their lives.
- Seeing these girls remind me of my "perfect" childhood. My family gave me priceless childhood. I was a mischievous little girl they said, fell on a river twice, first for throwing myself together with the stones am throwing, second.....i do not remember clearly, maybe i just like to thrown myself that's all. Thank goodness my cousins were always there to ask for help or to just shout. And one too many times, i killed my dad's chicks by overfeeding them, chased down by the neighbors stray angry dogs, goats and peacocks, dangled on a tree branch for hours and waited for my dad to come rescue me, wrestled on a mud pool with our carabao and cried after i cant find my flip flops, sewed my own hands on my aunt's machine, gave myself my own haircut that unleashed the craziness on my mom, scared the beejesus out of everyone by singing on top of my most operatic voice every time i walk down the stairs, hid on the back of the door that made my whole clan panic, thinking i was kidnapped - well they found me hours after from the trace of my pee flowing from the back of the door and sooooooo many more. Oh those were the days i can never put a price tag on.
- Well, that's me. I do not do those things anymore but i still dangle from a tree from time to time.
Have a great Sunday everyone! I hope to refresh the memories of your childhood with my silly blog. Smile!
- I heart you mode junkie!!!!!!!! Please complete me with your BAG, am feeling so hollow right now. I want it, i need it...hhiihihi. All these clothes and the boots are lonely without the bag. You don't want them to be sad don't you? hihihii.
- I've used all my nail color for the poster. And i feel so Picaso after.
- Anjelica, my fate is in your hands. Pick me!!!!
Everybody can join too. She's giving away a very gorgeous bag. Please visit her site for more info about the contest. Have a great day everyone!!!! Am feeling sooooooooooo good!
- Break away from the typical haphazard glitz and glamorous mold of cities in this definitive, hip, colonial architecturally Ilocos Sur capital that is Vigan.... Woooahhh that is the longest, most intelligent, and i must say the hardest sentence i've put together. hihihihi.
- Well isn't Vigan looking so romantic at dark? The golden lights of Crisologo street is just too perfect for a stroll at night, i feel like almost walking on the cobblestones of Paris.....almost!
- Back to my black agenda for outfit, am actually wearing a mini dress. Am torn between walking in my mini sparkly dress and a belt, but i got afraid suddenly, so then i put on some shorts and i feel whole again. Maybe one day ill wear the mini dress alone, all I've got to find is my guts to pair with it.
- Oh, when you go to Vigan please eat at Cafe Leona morning noon and night. That's what we did. Food porn exploitation! Masticated it, chewed it....That gives the reason for me sporting a triple chin. hihihihi. Anyway, Question???? What kind of fat are you? I mean, when i pack on the pounds my face is the first to blow up. I have a round face and a chubby cheek, so obviously after finishing a bag of salty Lays, wait for a couple of hours and my face will be as round as a melon. And oh, on my upper arm too. So I look like walking with a hanger on my shoulders, well more like a football player on a complete gear. TRUE! Not so much on my hips and butt and boobs, though i wish that fat would concentrate on those parts of my body. I always always prayed for a bigger hips and butt and a D cup wouldn't be so bad. Oh Lord, all i ever wanted is my melon face on my boobs.
- So there you go. Enjoy the lovely photos we had back then. See, the rain water absolutely had a great effect on the photos that night, simply added to the perfect gorgeousness of Vigan. Have a great day everyone!
top: lhasa
shorts: solo
belt : Sm
shoe : itti
necklace and ring : from mom
pouch : buntal
tampipi : thrift shop at Vigan ; late night shopping that's why am carrying it around. hihihhi
