Tuesday, November 25, 2014

I am no fashionista.

Tuesday, November 25, 2014

Yet despite that lack of fashion sense, I definitely am no sloppy dresser either.

I dress up like an eighteen year old with a devil-may-care attitude college student in tees, jeans and Chucks. So, what's the big deal?

I am almost thirty.

It seems like people have have been nosey with the way I dress because I have been told quite a lot of times to dress up appropriately according to my age. I don't know what that means but I certainly dress up appropriately according to my lifestyle. Simpleng tao lang po ako. I don't get out of my way to spend a fortune for clothes and fashion. I am never really crazy about them to begin with.
This is what I usually wear for work.
But, I do go out of my comfort zone sometimes especially when the situation calls for it. It is fun to dress up once in a while, even when wearing heels would make my feet scream murder.

Still, dressed up or not, my style induces yawning. Acceptable, yes. But boring. Not interesting. Which I think is probably good because it doesn't grab too much attention. Too simple to be passed as stylish. And maybe frowned upon when posted as an outfit of the day (ootd). Not unflattering, nonetheless.

Well, I don't think anybody would disagree as people would oftentimes say, it's not what you wear, but how you wear it. Kaya sige, dadaanin ko na lang ito sa confidence at smile. Haha. I think I can pull off wearing a cheap, not-so-fabulous dress without those trinkets and a make-up on, can I not?

Well, it is a blessing not being a fashionista. Fashion breeds shopaholicism. And I don't have the luxury to splurge on a lavish fashionable lifestyle. Even those who claimed to be bargain hunters are still shopaholics who are just afraid to admit they spend hefty amounts for discounted items. No judgment here, okay? I actually admire some people who take pride of their style and show off how they wear it. Some #ootd posts I see are actually amazing.

On the other hand, I disdain people who would starve for fashion. Those who spend more than they earn just to attain some pointless status symbol. Those who try so hard wearing overpriced clothing but sadly couldn't pull it off. Unless you're suffering from delusions of grandeur, then you're excused.

I have no qualms about people being fashionable. But if you can't afford that kind of lifestyle, don't push yourself to be in it. Just be yourself. Stop trying to look rich and pathetic.

I used to think fashion is for creativity and self-expression. But now, the way I see it, I think otherwise. Fashion now became a stigma of shallowness. Where surface appearance is more important. Where the brands you wear define your socioeconomic status. Where trendy is the new unique. Pfft.

This is when I dare say, I am glad I'm not a fashionista. Well, I never was, never is, and never will be.

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Tuesday, November 18, 2014

Just around the corner

Tuesday, November 18, 2014

What is it about growing up that makes the birthdays or Christmas, for this matter, seem less exciting?

Well, I guess when you grow up you begin to see the real essence of Christmas. Or to put it simply, you become more dramatic. You think less of the gifts, parties, and the red tag sales here and there. You become more profound (read: emotional) because you think more of the things that really matter, like love and giving, and friends and family. I used to be so deep when it comes to matters like this, but things, oh well, have changed.

It has been a long time since we spent the Christmas together completely as a family. And I think that's the reason why I really can't feel the Christmas spirit. Past Christmases have been bland and boring. I've been friends with the Grinch the past years. And I was completely okay with that. I guess, when you grow up, boredom grows up with you too that the magical feeling of Christmas goes on a steady decline.

Saturday, November 15, 2014

Of Fantasy and Brandon Sanderson

Saturday, November 15, 2014

I really have this penchant for fantasy reads. In fact, I have one shelf allotted for fantasy books only. I'm not going to apologize for this humblebragging, but I just want to show how much I really love fantasy. Why do I love fantasy so much? One word: Imagination. Perhaps, I owe a big part of my very wild imagination to the fantasy books I've read. Reading fantasy takes you to places you've never been, shows you things that never were, and puts you in situations that never could be. The possibilities are just limitless, imagination is the only limit.

This genre is oftentimes sneered upon, perhaps because of magic, dragons, and whatnot that some people may find stretched too far away from reality, or simply just childish. But for me, this is far more superior than other genres because it is difficult to digest. If you're not into it, you'd puke before you even know it. I could say this is not everyone. But if you get the flow and the feeling right, you will definitely hunger for more.

Reading fantasy is an epitome of escapism. I believe that escaping the harsh reality the world brings is essential. There is a need to disconnect and breathe sometimes, albeit reading fantasy leaves me breathless after turning the last page of the book. Well, while others do drugs to escape reality, I read fantasy.

Wednesday, November 12, 2014

What makes list articles bad

Wednesday, November 12, 2014

10 Definitive Ways To Tell You’re In Love With The Right Someone. 8 Qualities Of An Actual Nice Guy. 10 Signs You're Dating A Jerk. 7 Signs You're in an Awesome Relationship. 15 Honest Questions The Person You Marry Should Be Able To Answer. The Reasons Why You Never Want To Marry a Sorority Girl. I could go on forever.

These are just a few of the list articles, on a dating category for that matter, that have been circulating all over the internet. It's nothing new when articles like these go viral because, as a matter of fact, reading such can be entertaining especially when you are able to relate yourself to an article spot on.

Thousands, if not, millions of people read these. Not to mention, share these to various social media sites. And the more that I see articles like those mentioned are shared, the more I see it as something that is projecting a bigger picture. There's a stinging truth to that. I admit it, I've been reading them and it took me some time to realize that such articles are a piece of crap. Why? Because it is brainwashing today's world where almost everybody believes what the internet says. Yes, here comes an inevitable formation of setting a standard to what is ideal to the society. Okay, that is a bit vague, so let me show you one of the many examples I came across with:

Saturday, November 8, 2014

Just one more chapter

Saturday, November 8, 2014

I missed reading. I haven't read for months. With an exception to The Maze Runner, which I've read from my phone. But I had to stop halfway because my eyes have been complaining of eye-strain. So, that novel would have to wait until the next paycheck and I'll purchase the real book instead.
Yep, this is so me.
Anyway, it's Saturday and I finally got time to read uninterrupted. I was too engrossed, I kept on telling myself 'just one more chapter' that I've totally forgotten about dinner. I can't help it. It really feels good to disconnect from the real world and enter another world that could simply bring you mayhem, sadness, happiness, love and so on and so forth.

I just finished reading one and as always, I ended up becoming a victim of emotional trauma from the hands of a paperback. I think regardless of the number of books I've read, I could never get used to it. Books will always stab and wound me, or take me on a high. However it goes, it's an enjoyable experience nonetheless. Yes, I am grabbing another one so that I will have something to blame for my lack of sleep at night again. Haha. Bless my eye bags.


Tuesday, November 4, 2014

Books and more books

Tuesday, November 4, 2014

Yesterday, I was supposed to be buying a book for my goddaughter who just turned 15 last Nov. 2. Yep, I was only 14 when I became a godparent. Kaya ngayong sumasahod na ako, kailangan ko ng bumawi. I am really happy she wants to have a book for her birthday. I didn't have second thoughts on buying her one even though I have been avoiding bookstores because whether I'm broke or not, I never got out of there empty-handed. But this time, I decided to step into the bookstore again, keeping in mind that I will only buy what I needed to buy. Much to my dismay, the book that I am looking for isn't available.

I can't help but look around. And just by that, I am well-aware I am losing the battle. There is no way I can fight the urge. One book. Just one book, I thought to myself. Lo and behold! I came out of the bookstore like a child grinning from ear to ear with a bag full of candies, except I was clutching these:

Sunday, November 2, 2014