My sister can attest to my affinity with outlet shopping (I heart Harbour Town in Australia!) and this recent trip to a shopping mall located outside Manila (northern part of Luzon) seals it. I still can’t believe that my friends and I went out of our way to especially go to Robinson’s Starmills in Pampanga. Call us crazed shoppers out to bargain hunt! Twas definitely one helluva roadtrip we took last Saturday.
We were all looking forward to great fashion finds at fabulously friendly priced deals esp after having read …

I would’ve walked out of the house in this outfit. But it did. So I didn’t. Oh, it would’ve been a great joy to start out my work week as I’ve originally planned! Ah, well. Fate had something else in mind, I reckon.
The rain certainly can spoil plans, regardless of how shallow those plans may be. LOL.

Over the weekend, I had friends over my place to ransack my aparador, English translation: wardrobe, cabinet or closet, and tukador, English translation: dresser or vanity table. I just had to include those …

As I was headed towards Manila that late Sunday afternoon, my head was filled with hope that it was a great opportunity for me to get out of this fashion blogging slump that I’ve managed to find myself in. It’s been a while since I last took a photo for street fashion so I was gearing myself up to mix a bit of work in on my personal time. I’ve been guilty of working on a few other things over the weekend anyway so as I walk the planks that …

A few posts ago, when I mentioned that the office dress code (where I work) is quite accommodating, what I actually meant was that I can actually come in a simple t-shirt and jeans combo.
For the sake of argument, this particular outfit is not your typical t-shirt and jeans look — note that I even took on a Levi’s white and blue colour palette, which was popularized by that old TVC — but, technically, it simply is what it is (a t-shirt and jeans outfit). IMHO, it’s all a matter …

*Humming the song while working on the post.*
For folks who are not familiar with the song, it’s one of the country’s local tagalog folk songs (also sung while playing a traditional game with the same name). And the reason why I sing hum is because I spent a day in a farm and I’m here to tell you a lil about my experience in photos.
Though I love the hustle and bustle of the city life, I can appreciate the simple, refreshing environment that can best be found in rural settings. …

It’s all part of growing up. Responsibilities multiply and would either nag you into irritation or push you to be a better person. No matter how much stomping you do, they simply won’t go away. Best to accept and deal with them accordingly. Our portions are as it should be. It’s all a matter of patience and good time management.
Waking up at 3am wasn’t part of the plan and had laboured to go back to sleep but was unsuccessful. I dragged my arse off my bed and decided to …

For folks who helped me make up my mind via Plurk, here’s a look at the short and thin black number I ended up wearing. Yes, it’s short enough since it rides up a good 6 inches above the knee and thin enough to tempt you not to wear anything underneath for fear of knicker lines ruining it. Thoughts?
I was facing back-to-back events that night and just thinking about it was already stressful. I wasn’t particularly looking forward to dressing up and putting makeup on. I knew I’ll be …

Punk. What do you normally associate, fashion-wise at least, with the word? Apart from the music, all I can think of was black, skaterboi-ish-slash-Boy George get up. Affirmed by quite a number of outfits seen during the event, my definition is far from off. But I’m more of the rock chick than an Avril-wannabe, and this was one of the topics that my friend Hannah and I talked about. How do you categorise a particular outfit as punk anyway?

I really can’t set any boundaries for now. I have this faint …

Out of fun and sheer boredom, I decided that an afternoon spent with Anika would do me good. I needed to step away from my lappytop cuz apart from melting in the heat, I’m on a dry spell of some sort. A bit uninspired to write or even think of stuff to write. Don’t get me wrong, I actually have a few that are waiting to be written but I just can’t bring myself to. So what do I do instead? Jump in the shower and stared at my wardrobe …

Wednesday. Work day. Just when I was starting to shift into vacation mode (I’m hitting the beach today!), work just had to make a last minute squeeze. Squeeze, it did. Heh.

10 am
I already had to cancel on my morning appointment which was a major, MAJOR booboo. Entirely my fault (still kicking myself). Highly embarrassing that I’m actually still suffering from remorse (I’ll save the rest of the story on a later post) up to this very minute that I’m writing this post. I’m hoping I can do something to turn …