Sunday, May 27, 2012

Girl With The Backpack

 eep black petticoat/underskirt of sorts showing!

Anyone knows what these are? They are fruits from what tree?

What do you guys usually wear when the weather is at sixes and sevens with plump dark clouds threatening to spill heavy rain while experiencing unbearable heat and humidity at the same time? In my case, I found myself reaching for this pretty periwinkle ruffled, sheer and polka-dotted top and yellow electric pleats skirt.

It was far too hot to wear socks so I unearthed my fringed grey sandals. Punctuated the summer-esque look with my recent Baguio acquisition, a cutesy backpack made from native materials. Side-plaited my hair for a girly touch and I was good to go.

What a glorious day despite the confusing weather. Happy times spent with loved ones and lots of great news. Take that stress!

Sunday, May 20, 2012

Strange People, Stranger Feelings

I have a love-hate relationship with music. I'd saturate my music player with The Fray and Tyrone Wells, Birdy and Jason Walker, One Republic and Leona Lewis, Ben Harper and Ed Sheeran, A Fine Frenzy and Sara Bareilles, Kevin Daniel and Courier, Andrew Belle and Foy Vance, Daughter and Cary Brothers and end up listening to them for hours, letting myself drown in the melancholy they inject in my already melancholic soul.

Whenever I feel like my life has faded away into irrelevance, I'd listen to their songs, pretend they are a balm to my battered spirit, pretend that I have company amidst the misery in the form of the faceless voices emanating from whatever player I have handy.

It reminds me, rather painfully, that I am riddled with a streak of loneliness, that I am suffused with the feeling of otherness that has always driven me to solitude and succumb to the pull of lilting music with often incomprehensible lyrics.

I have a love-hate relationship with my music preference. Because no matter how much I loathe the feelings they arouse and amplify in me, I still cave in and listen.

Saturday, May 19, 2012

50's Inspired

Glitter nails! 

The past two weeks have been nothing short of stressful. And these days, I really can't be bothered with stress. It's not surprising that I ended up being brooding and sulky in an effort to curtail my snappish tendencies that often surface when I'm under duress. Myk finally took pity on me and came up with a weekend getaway of sorts. He prescribed leisure biking in the park as a cure to my acid disposition and vertigo. It worked! Well, sort of. 

It's true though, that old adage that once you have learned how to ride a bike, you can't forget it. After a wobbly and awkward start, I managed to master the only mode of transportation I know how to maneuver- this after years of not being on a bicycle. I've forgotten what it's like to be this nonchalant and carefree. But then there are a lot of things I've forgotten. It's nice to be reminded once in a while of the stuff you have inadvertently let go of.

Alternately changed into wedges and flip flops. haha!

As for the outfit, thrifted this polka dot black sheer dress a couple of weeks ago. I'm such a sucker for polka-dotted dresses. My eyes immediately zero in on any garment with polka dot prints. I just can't help it!

This short trip was rejuvenating. It calibrated my goals, long-term and short-term. Short-term: collect more books for the floor to ceiling bookshelf I was planning, take up gardening and buy a vintage style bicycle.

I did a guest post for the Hattitude Style Blog, by the way. Thanks to the lovely Hattie (whose cute curls I envy so much) for inviting me to do a guest post. If you have time, do check her blog out! :)

Wednesday, May 16, 2012

Vintage Paper Dolls

I just discovered the cutest vintage stuff ever - Vintage Betsy McCall Paper Dolls! It's the cutest thing I've seen in a while! They have one set of printable paper doll with clothes for every month from 1951 to 1961 - my favorite fashion era!

Here's some info about the dolls:

"The May 1951 issue of McCall's magazine introduced Betsy McCall, who was presented as five going on six. The first artist was Kay Morrissey." - Source is here.

Too cute! They actually remind me of the wonderful Annika Victoria

It's available in printable form or you can order the CD with all the scans in it for under $2. I swear I'm going to print every last one of them. My stress absolutely dissipated when I saw them. It reminded me of my childhood days. My sister and I used to collect paper dolls. I used to have a box full of paper dolls and we used to draw lots of clothes and shoes for them. 

It's really nice to look at these dolls for fashion inspiration, don't you think? :)

Tuesday, May 15, 2012

Parade Of Thoughts And Whatnots

This blog has suffered grave neglect in the past few days. Has it been close to two weeks already since my last outfit post? But I'm about to disappoint you (or not) because I don't have photos to upload. What I do have are some mundane stories of what I have been doing in the past few days.

I'm in the mood to write so if you can muster enough patience to go through my incessant yapping, read on...

It was an eventful past few days for Myk and I (if by my definition of eventful means doing the groceries and visiting quite a number of local retail stores), arguments and bickering notwithstanding. There's never a time we are together when we don't argue over trifling things. We argue about which road to take. We argue about the legit way of eating bibimbap. We have even resorted to arguing about the possibility or probability of rain. But that day I was wearing peach lace top and an even lacier tan shorts, we argued the most bitterly.

I appreciate that, truly. Because it is only during the most bitter arguments that long-buried slights and wounded souls come to the surface. And that's when we figure out what to change, what to do next, how to go on. In retrospect, it seems to be our recipe for our long-term relationship. Nothing annoys the hell out of me quite like a pacifist for a relationship.

I was given a short reprieve from the internet a few days back. Was it 3 days? I lost track. Not using the internet for three days, no messages to check, no fawning over fandoms, no spying on blogs. All I did was read and re-read my paperbacks. Eventually, the initial internet withdrawal symptoms ebbed. It was exhilarating, this world without technology. I should get away from the internet more often, I tell myself. 

Also took a trip to the bookstore/stationery store. I could spend the entire day here. I envy those kids who have a slew of writing materials to choose from. When I was in elementary, the coolest design ever printed on notebooks was Looney Tunes. I never had those. To cut back on costs, my parents usually bought us notebooks with covers of faces of the members of the now-defunct That's Entertainment show (note my excessive use of prepositions. I wonder if there's an easier way of saying that?). But I do remember owning the most awesome magic pencil back in the days when magic pencils were not yet so mainstream. I also had one of those transformer-like pencil cases that have lots of pockets and hidden compartments that spring out when you push a button.

Anyway, back to my story. It was when I was falling in line to pay for my haul when I realized I got a ton of vintage-inspired notepads, notebooks, stick-on notes and pencils that I don't have pressing need for. Whenever I shop for school items, I lose all traces of rationality. I eye stuff with the burning intensity of a geek visiting a library.

It has also come to my attention that my guitar has been collecting dust. I haven't played in months. Come to think of it, I haven't sung in months! Not even a bathroom concert. Whatever happened to my musical prowess? Where did my habit of randomly bursting into pop songs go? I've decided to put my guitar to good use again starting with learning how to play that new song from Maroon 5. 

And here's what I learned these past few days: 

1. My brain finds it weird every time someone uses hash tags when writing Facebook posts. 
2. My gadgets have a habit of breaking down when the idea of replacing them crosses my mind.
3. I have finally acknowledged that arozcaldo is my all-time favorite food. 
4. Thunderstorms can brew in mere seconds. True story!
5. Elena actually met Damon first.
6. You can use alt+click on the reblog button if you want to reblog anything on Tumblr in a jiffy.

Saturday, May 5, 2012

Polka Dot Pink Skirt

Two weeks ago, I bought a flat screen TV for the parentals on a whim. It was the money I was saving to get a new iPhone. But I figured nah, just get the parentals the flat screen TV. They'd be happier with it than I'd be with an iPhone.

It's funny how as you get older, your priorities change. The things that mattered so much to you before no longer seem so important. Funny how your source of happiness redirects itself into a path more staid.

Forgive me for being overly sentimental. It's probably brought on by watching History Channel's Jesus: The Lost 40 Days. Or maybe I'm really just sentimental to the core.

Anyhow, Myk and I finally had the chance to watch The Avengers today. We've been trying to find time for it since last week. 

Donned my favorite polka dot skirt. I figured it needs a touch of floral, hence the drawstring sling bag I thrifted a couple of months ago. And this is the pink version of the socks I wore in my Lolita outfit post. I bought it in 4 different colors. No guilt. They were on sale. Like really dirt-cheap-sale.

I feel so girly today.


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