To Whom Much Is Given, Much Is Required

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Of all the motivational quotes, this strikes the most.

Little Darling, the Smiles Returning to the Faces

King sun has finally decided that it's time to come out from hibernation! Thanks for drying up the flood in some of the areas in my country, you great ball of fire you. Although not everything has been restored to how they're used to be or even just recovered a little, at least it's better than the bad situation we're all in for almost two weeks. How about some Beatles song for extra good vibes? Cue Here Comes The Sun (doo doo doo doo)

Jacket and necklace: Platinum Mall, Bangkok| Gray dress: Migliore Mall, Korea| Shoes: Converse

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Where Comfort Outweighs All Else

There are still unresolved issues swirling in my head. On top of which is the idea of entering DLSU's exchange student program. I've always expressed my dream of studying abroad, either to take my master's or to get a second course. I've never tired of learning, in fact I'm in constant search of new things that can shake my brain. But if ever I would undergo another stage of a student's life, I like to experience it where I can be on my own for the first time. I've lived a very sheltered-life, one which my friends can attest to. I'm a homebody, I rarely go to places without my family. Some said when it comes to the "real world", I am totally inept with what it takes to survive. But I retort, what does it really take to survive? If the basis is the knowledge of domesticated activities, then perhaps I am lacking of the tools. But I think those are very basic and innate in every woman. Leave me a broom and I'm sure that even though I'm not a genius in any way, I'll be able to use it properly. Ergo there's more to life than knowing physical job. The missing link is education. I don't mean to discriminate in any way but I believe that an educated person can be easily identified from someone whose knowledge was gotten from the streets. There's a huge difference between what a quality education teaches and a so-so, if not none at all, education.

 

 
 

Green Top: Christopher&Banks| Shredded Pants: from my favorite overrun store in Paseo de Sta. Rosa| Shoes: Janylin| Necklace: Divisoria

I made Rayne rain-ready

I wore this very comfortable combination of sweater and pants because I spent an entire rainy afternoon with my cousin. It's her first periodical exam in her Pre-school center and I didn't want her to take the exams without ensuring that she's prepared. Tutor lang ang peg. Kids would always be kids. Usually the best way to teach them is by bribing them in the form of reward gifts. Correct answers would result to things that she likes to get. Good thing Rayne is as particular with what she wears as I am. It was easy bribing her. Haha!

In line with this let's it's-raining-hard-so-I'll-wear-this post, let me also take this time to ask everyone who'll come across this to please pray for the Philippines. We've been experiencing heavy downpour that there is flooding almost everywhere. A lot of both public and private properties have been destroyed already. Some has lost their houses, others their lives. Please spare a single minute of your time to utter prayers for everyone whose lives have been greatly affected by the excessive rainfall.

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Peace, Guys! I'm a Beginner

When I started this blog in 2009, all I wanted was to have an outlet of my random musings and ramblings. I wanted to make an extension of my diary in the internet where I will be in control and where it can serve as a venue for my "creative" slash weird outputs. It was all for me, myself and the very selfish I. What changed the it's-all-about-me perspective was when I first heard a friend comment on how she was entertained by my posts, no matter how self-centered they were. She said she liked reading them and that she was waiting for my future posts. I have always felt awkward when a compliment is thrown my way. It's something I never get used to. Let me quote myself from one of my published posts: Personally, it feels soooooooooo good to hear your friends comment that they love what you did, where you went, what you wore on a specific day. Let me reiterate on that, it feels very humbling and self-fulfilling. That's when I started to include thoughts about my friends who eventually became a big factor on why I painstakingly continued this online diary until now. Just when I'm about to not care about this anymore, I'd bump into someone whom I haven't seen for a long time and the very first thing s/he would tell me is that, my page is one of the websites she frequent the most. Kilig to the bones na naman! Instantly, my battery recharges. Come to think of it, when I haven't updated for a long time then suddenly I publish a new post, it's because I have actually bumped into a friend, High School and college alike. In middle of last year, I received the first mail regarding Of Great and the Greatest. I could've grabbed the opportunity presented by that email but since I am a coward who is hiding behind this domain, I replied with a short and simple note which primarily turned down the job. I wasn't being prima donna or pa-hard to get. I was just dubious of my capabilities as a *ehem ehem* blogger. I didn't know whether I could comply with their requirements nor could I generate a heavy traffic in their site. I thought I was being honest and realistic. It was only later when I realized I was just being the coward that I am. I was afraid I wasn't good enough for them. I was afraid that I couldn't do justice with their image. Another proposition came last december. I have to talk about their slowly emerging advertising company. Same rules from them as before, same response from me as well. I, yet again, took the coward's way out. Then sometime last month, I received another email. It was from Sugarlips Apparel. This time around, I told myself that if the company and I could find some way to compromise with each other, I'd gladly do it. Sugarlips didn't just compromise with me, they even believed in what I believe in. So how can I not say yes to them? Besides, their clothing apparels were really really really cute and lovely! They were so nice that I would've begged for them to consider my situation in case they didn't offer me to do this. 

Thank you so much to everyone behind Sugarlips for sending me this blue romper which if I may add is very very versatile. I can already imagine how I'd wear it the next time!

It was a rainy day when we shoot these photos but since our photographer Sam Pingol is a man of patience, he waited for the sun to come to take these wonderful photos. We drove to Serendra in the morning and wrapped up everything by 1PM. 

Karen Soledad. She's our driver for the day and I credit the title of this post to her. "Peace, guys! I'm a beginner" - you'd see this sign behind her car soon. As proof that she's only starting to drive, she almost rammed the car where we're riding in to a brand new BMW as we were looking for a parking. That was such a close call and everyone in the car were totally shocked! 

Jana Medel. Upon alighting from Karen's car, we hugged each other so tight, grateful that we're both still alive! 

The Outfit Shots:

Sugarlips Blue Romper

Zara white top

SM Accessories cuff| Tommy Hilfiger watch

Dorothy Perkins shoes

Thank you very much, Sugarlips! :)
It was because of this project that I've decided it's time for me to man up and be responsible for everything that comes along with maintaining this blog. No more walls. No more reservations. I'm all about positivity and productivity now.

Rain Cannot Stop Rayne

Have you seen the Ice Age 4 yet? If not, then I suggest you do. Don't forget to bring a kid with you, just so it won't be too awkward when the sales personnel asked you if you're going to watch the movie on your own ;)



It was raining real hard that day. But no amount of rain can stop me from going to the mall if it's my cousin Rayne who asked for that trip. Besides, I wanted to wear this cardigan, cause this was the same cover up I used when I badly wanted to see certain movies. Days ago, our cable channel aired the movie version of my favorite trilogy of all time, back to back to back - The Lord of The Rings. The Fellowship of the Ring started at 3pm and the Return of the King finished by 12 midnight. I was in front of the TV for 9 hours! Finally, I saw my beloved Legolas again. (Remember this?)



That same day too, while I was waiting for my dad to finish his trip in the hardware, I found comfort in Starbucks. They have this promo that if you fill out a survey posted on their website, they'll give you any beverage of your choice for free. I was lucky enough to be chosen. Nothing really compares with the feeling of sipping hot chocolate in a cold rainy day.

 
Cardigan: The Ramp| Skirt: Mango| Shoes: Dorothy Perkins| Accessories: G by Guess

Sale Season Continues

You know it's sale season when... 

Steve Jobs shirts and plain colored shirts from Giordano 

DLSU slippers from Havaianas

 Everyone is being so generous <3

... when  my brother goes home from his shopping spree with bags that are meant for me.

Sale Season - Bringing People Closer Together

You know it's sale season when...

my schedule miraculously coincides with that of Lina's.

She's so busy with her Accounting majors, and me with my Marketing majors, that the only way we get to bond is when there's a sale in any of our favorite retail brands. We've been doing this for more than 2 years already so somehow we know each other's taste and preference to the core. Oh, have I mentioned her choices resemble mine, so much so that when we try out our selected items in the dressing room and check each other out, we look as though there's a specific theme for each of the times we go out of the curtain separating the rooms the saleslady direct us to? 

1st Show: 

On Lina: white cropped top, white short shorts with palm tree details

On me: white dress with lace details on sleeves and at the back

2nd Show:

On Lina: mint green dress with lace

On me: gray long dress with sheer bottom

3rd Show:

On Lina: black lace shorts

On me: white lace shorts

4th Show:

On Lina: white cutout flowy top

On me: basic white daydress

And our favorite:

On Lina and on Gellie: glitter sleeveless top

 All the clothes that were tried on came from Zara and Topshop. Should these photos offend anyone, then deal with it. Just kidding! Don't worry, we abide by my self-implemented rule of "Thou shall not try clothes if you won't buy at least any of it".

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No way, people! I won't close this post without  explaining the logic or whatever reason for posting these photos which are of low quality, in case you have missed that obvious detail. 1) I used my "Peter Parker's phone from Amazing Spider Man" in taking them. 2) I haven't taken photos with Lina for so long. 3) I want to show you that there's also a beauty behind my physical flaws - particularly my 125cm height. Growing up, I've always looked up to tall people. I've dreamt of someday becoming as tall as them. I mean, my reasons behind this desire might be very shallow but still, they are reasons. And as long as someone has a fair argument, I believe s/he has the right to be heard. Defensive much? Hahaha. Moving on. I won't be a hypocrite by saying that I wouldn't try to increase my height should I have the power to do so. I would've traded my beloved shoes for height if I can. But the thing is I can't. So I have to settle with whatever I have. Besides, it has its perks. I used to be a member of my HS cheering squad. I was short so I couldn't be the lifter, or the one who has to carry the small ones. I was usually the flyer, or the one on top. I loved it that way. I couldn't imagine myself lifting one of my co-members over and over again during practices. And the other great perk? I could wear the shortest of the shorts and mini-est of micro minis and get away with it. I'm 'blessed' with short gams or child-like legs so when I wear short shorts, I can pass as a child wearing short shorts. I've nothing against ladies wearing micro minis or the pekpek shorts. In fact, I'm a strong believer of the philosophy "If you have it, flaunt it". And I don't even want to delve into the "When too much has been revealed already" topic. I'm just saying that there are cases or events where the length of the bottoms greatly affect the sanctity or the theme of the ceremony. But this is my opinion. And I say there's a right time and place for wearing short-length bottoms, and that time is not always, UNLESS of course you have short legs like mine :)