Cabin Fever

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We live in a two bedroom apartment. We sleep in the smaller room that has a patio and the view of the neighborhood. Did i say smaller room? Especially when you share it with a big dog, he kinda gets all the space. I have a feeling that in Koffy's point of view this is his room and we're taking all his space. So we're thinking of moving some things, just rearranging the bed and my dresser and the tv. Yeah just the bed, the Tv and the dresser. That's how small our room is. So where's our closet? The other big room that is! hihihihi.

What i love about this room is the huge glass doors. And this apartment has been home for us since we got married. I love this place. I remember the first day we moved here. We only have two of everything. Two glasses, two plates, two sets of fork and spoon and six seater dinning table. It's like our own little play house. It's nice to see some little additions since then. We're still playing house i think, just the two of us and of course with Koffy our first born.

Have a great Tuesday everyone!


old tartan jumpsuit : monakiki (yes buhay pa si monakiki) hihii.
top : ????
moccasin sling bag : thrift 2$
yellow paper flower necklace : from mom
the other necklace : diy, from a dried tree fruit, cool ei?

Not a bat, or an Owl, Just a Toothless Vampire

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• I need a potion. A sleep potion, or a sleepy story or a sleep trick. But not a drug, just something, like a miraculous herb to put me to sleep early, say ten pm? I always have trouble sleeping for the past ten years. I haven't had a dream for a long time now. I hate it when my mind is busy, that usually happens at night, all night. I have these ideas and sudden energy to stand up and arrange things or a whim to look and find for something. Honestly i like the thought that am still up when Philippines is supposed to be asleep. hihihi. But i got to say am bored and tired now with this routine and am not getting any younger. Last night i woke up husband just to say i can't sleep. He's out of ways now. He's worried. I asked him many times to just punch me but he won't give in. I don't feel weak in the morning nor sick or anything. Sometimes four hours is good for me. Eight hours gives me headache. Is this normal? It's just that sometimes i get impatient waiting for me to fall asleep that's all.
• Speaking of impatience. Abhie sent this summer floral dress to me a month ago. I can't wait for summer so i wore this the other day. A bit chilly for a rainy day but what the heck! i love the floral print of this one. Thanks Abhie!

Have an amazing weekend everyone and have a good night sleep!

Where are you Agathe?

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Agathe left us a post saying she was off to Stockholm for a long weekend. And that long weekend turned into months of silence from her. It's so weird cos am still so obsessed with her. Been trying to find any clue as to where is she now. I guess we all miss her. Honestly she's the reason why i am blogging today. She's an inspiration. Four years ago when i first saw her blog i was smitten by her style and smile. She's not the typical spoiled rich girl sporting shoes and boots for the brand. Agathe herself is the BRAND.

Now....

There is an article on blogging in a Norway’s main business paper about blogging and its consequences – featuring Agathe.

According to the article, she came back to Stockholm to find that her husband had left, had a tough time, a fun summer and now seems to be enjoying life more and more again. At first she was living out of a suitcase and couldn’t blog and later felt a lot freer without having to rig her life around staging photos and blogging. She realized that in order to move on with life, she had to give up blogging.

oh! My heart broke into million pieces knowing this. I wish Agathe all the best in life. I hope this post won't be in any form of disrespect to her, with the privacy and peace she wanted. I guess we're all just shattered. She seemed a very nice, fun, loving person. Nobody deserve any kind of pain. I guess It really is bizarre that blogging is not all about a person's whole life, that after the curtain falls we all have our own personal lives much colorful than all the dresses and shoes we wear everyday. That there are more stories, anecdotes and feelings left unsaid.

Here is the ARTICLE.

Please someone, somebody do a translation on this. Please please please!

UPDATE: here is the TRANSLATION. Thanks Francis!

We miss you Agathe. There's still a little part of me wanting you to come back.

And if you don't, you will always be remembered and loved.

And Id Really Love To See You Tonight

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Hello, yeah, it's been a while.
Not much, how 'bout you?
I'm not sure why I called,
I guess I really just wanted to talk to you.
And I was thinking maybe later on,
We could get together for a while.
It's been such a long time,
And I really do miss your smile.

I'm not talking 'bout moving in,
And I don't want to change your life.
But there's a warm wind blowing,
The stars are out, and I'd really love to see you tonight.

We could go walking through a windy park,
Or take a drive along the beach.
Or stay at home and watch t.v.
You see, it really doesn't matter much to me.

I'm not talking 'bout moving in,
And I don't want to change your life.
But there's a warm wind blowing,
The stars are out, and I'd really love to see you tonight.

I won't ask for promises,
So you won't have to lie.
We've both played that game before,
Say I love you, then say goodbye.

I'm not talking 'bout moving in,
And I don't want to change your life.
But there's a warm wind blowing,
The stars are out, and I'd really love to see you tonight.



One of the sweetest song that is close to my heart ..... ever!
Brings back a lot of good old memories. hihihihi.

BTW Dan Seals and John Ford Coley ROCKS ! Bless them!

Well, since it's Sunday, Can we just sing?

mini dress: street bazaar
leggings : Sm
fringe booties: Primadona