Walking the Dog

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I’m a dog lover. Always have, always will. I also like anything chic and glamorous; this jumper has all of that elements. I think this is by far my least basic designer jumper and my first purchase (and mind you, my first Loewe item!) ever since I got back here in London.

The moment I saw this jumper while browsing through some potential purchases online, I thought I shouldn’t go back to the Philippines without getting this one – so I did. And hey, I thought of all the excuses à la Rebecca Bloomwood, “I don’t have an oversized jumper (let alone one with a dog wearing a beret), I have a torso, arms and hands, London is still slightly chilly in the summer.” et voila! I got my jumper which I like to define as a ‘dog style’ *wink*

Of course, I won’t be able to wear it in a hell of a hot and humid country such as the Philippines but surely I’ll be able to wear it when Lady Luck goes on my side and helps me find a job (or a husband!!!) somewhere in the west! Where else should one shoot their outfits but in their neighbourhood? It just so happened that my neighbourhood has brick-coloured houses which went well with my a little-above-basic lewk. It’s Loewe.

It’s a dog-eat-dog world after all.

Ciao for now! xx

Jumper by Loewe, jeans by J. Brand, loafers from Stubbs & Wootton

As Above, So Below

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Finally back in my home away from home and in the city that I love with all my heart and who shaped me for who I am right now… London!!! But only for a month. It’s alright though, at least I get to see my beloved place after all of the terror attacks that happened the past few months.

Also, I need this type of vacation away from the motherland. I got so stressed there coz of the chaotic bullshit things that’s happening in there.. think about Uber’s operations being cancelled. I know right? It’s cray!! And in there you can’t go anywhere else without a car and if you can’t drive and public transportation there is the least efficient of all the places I’ve been to!!

Moving on, I missed the European and British men!!! Yasss!!! What more can I say? Lol! I mean after I broke up with my first boyfriend and after having a proper closure face-to-face, I signed up on Tinder again! Makes me feel like I still got it after feeling terribly ugly after the break-up. However, I’m not looking for a fuck, my goal is to find that one dick I’m gonna be spending the rest of my life with! Hahaha!

The first place I went to was my place of tranquility, Kensington Gardens. I feel at ease and relaxed everytime I go there, whether winter, autumn, summer or spring. It’s also very nice seeing sweaty, half-naked Adonis-es with abs running around. Talk about an open-air version of the red light district lol.

I’m gonna be busy catching up with friends! Hopefully go on a date too!! Cross your fingers and toes for me bitches!

ciao for now! xx

Linen tunic by J.W.Anderson

 

 

The Trouble With Love Is

I first came across this song when I first watched ‘Love Actually’. I think it was back when I was in 5th grade when I heard it. It caught my attention coz I’m a sucker for slow, mellow songs so I looked it up on YouTube and listened to every word on its lyrics. Little did I know, I will eventually be relating with this song when I get older… or in that same year lol!

In 5th grade when I had my first crush, puppy love, whatever you call it. Listening to this song made me crush on him even more, thinking about him during those breezy December nights. Mind you, I grew up in a sausage fest of an all-boys school so the tendencies of me becoming a full pledged geisha were very likely hahaha!

With ‘Love Actually’ being a rom-com holiday movie, I found this song appropriate to which I thought was confusing to what I’m feeling in comparison to what was shown in the characters’s storylines in the film. That weird feeling that I haven’t felt before. Appropriate in the sense of reading the lyrics literally but not how I would understand it because I know how it feels. No.

No, me and my 5th grade crush didn’t become together. I was fucking 11 years old back then for crying out loud! Pokémons and Barbies were my kind of problems before lol.

Fast forward to 14 years later, I eventually understood the feeling of this song after relentlessly chasing and trying to win over a few guys which ended up in rejection (fuck y’all)!. But then again, you can’t call it love if it doesn’t come from the two people in the relationship.

Now, I’m officially in my first relationship and I’m so happy I’m scared. Scared that I will be experiencing the lines in this song.. but my momma didn’t raise no quitter and will work on it with my other half (it’s an LDR, btw).

This song is so true.

What about you, what song about love strikes you through the heart?

Shopping Isn’t My Only Cardio After All

As you may have known, I’ve been traveling frequently the past few months and loved every single moment of it… Until yesterday.

Have you ever left your hotel in a big city 2 hours before your flight while having to take an hour trip on the bus with 23 stops with a major traffic situation but still managed to make it to your flight? Probably not, but I just managed to do all of it in the very limited time I had. Talk about making the most out of every minute and making every moment worth it. Define Hong Kong Rush! I can’t believe I was so calm while I was on the bus, I mean it won’t help either if I chose to be hysterical and panicky so it’s a total grace-under-pressure moment for me! Though, the anxiety I was having was a lot like me mentally preparing myself for the worst i.e. having to buy a ticket to the next flight and that flight would not be until the next day, etc. I don’t know what to think of since I’ve never missed a flight MY ENTIRE LIFE.

So then I finally arrived at the airport with only an hour to make it to the gate. Thank god everything went my way in the airport (obviously apart from having to run to the gates lol). Everyone was moving so quickly and efficiently which bought me some more time. I thought I was already a stress-free bitch after passing through the final security check but it turned out that I have to take two express in-house trains to get to my gate. I can’t help but to fidget the whole time oh my god. At long last, I’ve finally arrived at the stop where my gate is with still enough time to get to it. Would you call me a part of the X-Men yet?

You better should, coz despite the time I have, with all the rush and anxiety I’ve had in these couple of hours. I still managed to buy some things!!!! Being in an airport won’t be complete without buying something in there! So yeah, I raided the skincare department and bought a couple of Chanel and Dior skincare. Once she handed me the bag-full of Chanels and Diors, my anxiety got wept away! I eventually went to my gate and boarded the plane.

Happy endings do exist!

I love you, Hong Kong!!!

Ciao xx

Buon compleanno, Miuccia Prada!!!

So happy to be finally back again! I’ve been busy traveling for almost the whole of April and barely stayed in Manila at all. I’m still busy sorting things out for the next couple of months and hoping it all goes well! I promise to put some more content and to make more time for it. Heck, I would even use my iPhone to post something here.

Anyway, it occurred to me that it was Miuccia Prada’s birthday yesterday. Obviously, I found out about it late, a day later only that is, but still, I thought I would still dedicate a blog post for one of my absolute favourite figures and (fashion) saints before it’s all too late! You all will never know when the apocalypse will begin so greet everyone around you before judgement day!!!

Never have I thought that I would be wearing Prada in my entire life! It just feels so good to see something that you’ve just seen on a fashion show and eventually be able to wear it when it hits the racks come the new season! I guess I can tell that it changed my life for the better and changed my bank account’s life for the worse LOL.

Here’s a little retrospect of all of my Prada outfits since my fashion awakening! Happy birthday again, St. Miuccia Prada!!!

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Here’s to more Prada outfits!!!

Missed you all. XX

P.S. Stay tuned for my upcoming blog posts on my recent trips to Guam and Japan!

MARCHING OUT OF MARCH

IMG_0131IMG_0133IMG_0132IMG_0134So happy to be finally back to my beloved Philippines, I missed it so much. April Fool’s!!! Lol, who am I kidding? It’s already been a month and a day since I flew back to the motherland and I’m already dreading to go back to London or to just simply get anywhere but here. It’s a major snooze fest in here, there’s literally nothing to do except to eat and to go to malls (all are ew except Shang and Greenbelt) and you can’t get anywhere else unless you have a car/ know how to drive – it’s so different in here than it is in London, like a downgrade kind of different, a third world different. Ew.

Home is one of the words I wouldn’t describe this place as and something that I’d be ashamed to call as one if I didn’t have a choice (it’s as fucked up as a very worn out, fake Chanel 2.55 caviar bag!). I forgot how dreadfully hot and how crazy humid it is in here. I would literally give up all of my designer things just to get out of this forsaken, primitive, third world shithole! Nah, just kidding, I wouldn’t give them up, y’all are reading the writings of a hoarder who establishes a “sentimental value” to everything he buys that has a label lol.

Speaking of buying, shopping for designer things in this country is the worst, in my opinion. I called Prada and Gucci the other day to ask if they’ve already got their SS 2017 deliveries. And to my dismay, the SAs I’ve spoken with told me that they haven’t gotten anything from the runway shows yet and that they still have the pieces from the pre-fall 2016 which I saw when I last visited (they also sounded like they didn’t know what they were talking about, mind you). So disappointing. Don’t get me wrong, I like designer stuff, both old and new but why would I spend my money on something that’s been rotting on their rails for quite some time

I also found the price difference between Net-A-Porter’s UK and it’s Asian websites to be ridiculously (and I mean ridicu-fucking-lously) high! This Prada top that I saw was £500 something in the UK website and was 1000 USD something on their Asian website. It went up to twice its price after the currency conversion! It’s a disaster! (see my tweet in here to which Net-A-Porter replied lolll) Now I understand why a lot of Asians go to London to buy designer things… and now’s the perfect time because of the Brexit!!! Ahhh, I miss shopping in London!

I have this new philosophy that I’d rather wear vintage, used or new designer clothes (and clothes in general) than buy fast fashion. To those of you who don’t know why, I recommend you to watch the documentary ‘The True Cost’ to enlighten you and to spread it to those who don’t know. I’m sure you’ve seen the pieces in this post before on my Instagram photos, I had ‘nothing to wear’ so I decided to throw them all on together. Wearing something repeatedly, whether shoes, clothes or just anything, is something that I’m not afraid to admit! I would wear them repeatedly and continuously until they start to fall off my body! Not because I want to justify the money I spent in buying those things but because I try to make a difference in wearing sustainable fashion and avoid wearing those pathetic excuse to be called “clothes”.

Two things:

A.) don’t shop in the Philippines. It’s a trap! Who buys designer stuff in here anyway???

B.) don’t wear Zara, wear Prada lol

Ciao for now! xx

Tweed jacket by No.21

Mesh tank top by Gucci

Jacquard slippers by Gucci

Sunglasses by Chanel

PRIMA BALLERINA BY WAY OF VALENTINO

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My ballet career has finally taken off!! Lol, who am I kidding? The moment I saw the last runway collection of Valentino’s then-dynamic duo, Maria Grazia Chiuri and Pierpaolo Piccioli, made me realise that my dreams of becoming (or at least looking like one) a prima ballerina is within reach, or shall I say with just a swipe of my ‘magic card’? Cha-ching!

I’m gonna give myself half a credit for wearing head-to-toe runway looks: a quarter for losing the ‘sense of style’ as you wear them because of solely relying on the look itself and another quarter for being brave in wearing them. Do I look like someone who gives a fuck when I get stares because of what I’m wearing? No. People are gonna stare at you no matter what you’re wearing anyway so might as well just make it worth their damn time!! Lol! I like wearing runway looks on the streets (not hat I wear them all the time) whether it’s fashion week or not coz I dress the same anyway whether it’s fashion week or not.

I like the contrast between the combat boots, the tulle skirt and the cropped jumper. Each piece was quite unusual to wear altogether but still appeared chic overall. I told myself what any person who shops would tell themselves when I bought the cropped jumper: I don’t have a black cropped cashmere jumper and it’s cold. I’m sold! What I told myself when I bought the boots was simple: I have feet that fits in them…another reason for me to be sold! I’m easily convinced when shopping coz I tell myself the silliest, most obvious reasons for me to buy (or not to buy) a certain piece but I mostly end up buying!

Like every Valentino runway show I’ve watched (livestream-ed. But hopefully to get to watch it up close and personal in the future!!!), it always takes me a couple more replays to let the collection sink in to me. Then on one of the final replays I did, the monochromatic lewk from Maria Grazia and Pierpaolo’s last runway (AW2016), caught my attention coz of it’s gender blurring traits! I’m not one who believes that clothes shouldn’t be concealed in one gender category, I believe everyone should wear what they want whether it’s a guy who chooses to wear something eclectic from Miu Miu or some chick who decides to don a borrowed-from-the-boys look and as long as they’re comfortable in it! Think of Jayden Smith being in Louis Vuitton’s womenswear campaign! I actually got complemented by a posh, old but chic English woman at the bus stop telling me how she loved my outfit! Can. You. Imagine!!! Definitely was the highlight of my day before I fully turn into a real life version of Rebecca Bloomwood, lolz.

Ciao for now!

Everything by Valentino

Photos taken by Muffadal Abbas (@bymabbas)

Shot at Italian Gardens, Kensington Palace Gardens

WHAT’S IN MY BAG: LFW EDITION

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Fashion month, well, LFW, has long been over for me. The cycle of going to one show location from another to queueing for a 10-15 minute rave to snacking or gulping caffeine for your system post-shows is over…for now…or for a least a good couple of months before doing the same process all over again. LFW is like a total whirlwind coz it leaves an absolute mess in my room making everything topsy-turvy everytime it wraps up!

I only went to a couple of shows/presentations this season and found it a bit challenging than usual to retrieve successful requests for tickets. In a way, I wanted it to be light because I’m preparing my for my looong holiday in the Philippines! I could really use some vitamin sea (and D!!!).

While my LFW schedule went light, I tried to keep the things I brought with me as minimal as possible so it won’t be a hassle when going from one location to another. There’s no doubt that my go-to, bring-it-everywhere-and-everyday bag was the Pierce bag (my new favourite). Thinking of getting a different colour to add to my collection! I was literally tugging it everywhere I went – couldn’t take it away from me.

As much as I don’t want to carry any bag, for I believe that not carrying any bag with you is more chic and that no-bag-is-the-new-bag mentality for fashion week is my new philosophy, you just can’t fit all of them in your hands and pockets hence the bag. Anyway, so what were the few essentials that kept me going smoothly from show-to-show?

Starting off with my iPhone. I don’t know how I’ll get through fashion week without it!

Earphones — they keep me sane!

Power bank is really handy when it comes to events like this. Everyone knows how harassed and abused their phones are.

A pen. You’ll never know where you’ll be needing it even if everything’s done digitally nowadays.

My Celine sunglasses. Versatile, incognito chic.

Heart-shaped coin purse, for when you have tons of £1 coins to splurge on caffeine to help you hustle.

Balenciaga card holder with my nickname engraved on it. (given to me by a great friend, Bee! x) For when your change runs out, lol. I’m not a cash or coin gal, I believe you can get everything with a swipe of a magic card!

Chanel Les Beiges foundation. Someday I would want to be like that rich woman who has very clear skin and unblemished complexion that I won’t bee needing makeup! And because every fashion person wants to speak to you when you look like you’ve never heard of the word ‘foundation’…not!

Caudalie beauty mist. This is bomb! Try it for yourself, it works wonders!

Nuxe lip balm. Life saviour!

A pack of gums.

Miu Miu parfum. Another favourite of moi! The scent of a chic Milanese socialite that goes frequently to Paris.

Oyster card — how else will I go around London? I can’t rely too much on my Prada sandals or my Chloe boots to take me everywhere all the time.

Ciao for now! ‘Til next fashion week/s! xx

NOTHING BUT LOVE FOR VALENTINO

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Consider this as a Valentino-appreciation post.

Ping-ponging between Valentino and Prada (fine, AND Gucci – I love Italian-made clothes) to wear for fashion weeks and simply for casual wear is probably one of the good ping-pongings I could and would ever want. If I have to choose between fashion brands on which ones to wear for the rest of my life, I would choose Valentino and Prada. Prada for daywear and Valentino for evening engagements.

But there’s just something about Valentino that makes me feel different than any high-end brand out there. Maybe the way their clothes and everything else look? I mean, c’mon, with something so expensive from Valentino, say a fully embroidered silk-shantung kimono coat with a delft motif, looking like someone oozing with glamour and looking like a million bucks should at least justify the amount you paid for (even if we all know that not everything expensive will look expensive on everyone, lol).

It could also be how it made me in some chapters of my life. For example, I wore Valentino for my graduation and it never felt so good; even better when I sashayed on the stage to get the piece of paper that I spent almost a quarter of my life for, but it was all worth it in the end. I kinda looked at that graduation as if I got married coz I haven’t worn that outfit again, it was just hanging in my closet collecting dust! I might wear them again soon, though. They’re too pretty to not be worn.

The creative direction of the then-duo of the brand, Maria Grazia Chiuri and Pierpaolo Piccioli, has changed the brand for the better while still keeping the brand’s opulence and elusiveness that Valentino Garavani himself established intact. Until last year, when the professional split of the two surprised (or not) the industry, making MGC the first female creative director for Dior and leaving PP behind, whom I still think is doing a marvellous job!

Let me tell you about the time I met Pierpaolo, I decided to walk down Oxford St. that day after a bad day in uni. It was also a week before I went on my solo-Scandinavian trip! Mind you, I don’t like walking in that tourist-infested area with a lot of them with a molasses-paced walk and a lot of them turning around making you walk into them. I don’t know what came into my mind and made me decide to walk down that place I dread; I’m now just thinking of it as a blessing in disguise. Anyway, so while walking down there, I saw this man whom I found familiar, making me take another look at him until it made me realise that it’s really him! He was taking photos of the street’s Christmas decorations when I asked him if is he who I think he was. I briefly chatted with him, telling him how much I liked his SS17 collection and how much I LOOOVE the Rockstud Spike bag which I wasn’t wearing that day. I was dressed really sluggish and wasn’t shaven too (mind you, I was still walking like the diva I am despite looking shabby and lackluster haha). He was genuinely humble and thankful for the praises I gave him and he even asked me name. I wish asked his profesh info so I can work with him one day when the right time comes!!!! Fingers, arms and legs crossed!!!!!

Did I mention the store experience? It’s the only store where I don’t feel watched and don’t see sharks lurking around who are ready to bite when they see a seal. This store leaves me by myself, letting me feel and enjoy the clothes. The visual merchandising is also immaculate!! The lighting and the way the colours register on your sight is (can’t think of any words to describe this but) delicious! D-lish!!!

Nothing but love for Valentino.

Ciao for now!

Valentino Spring-Summer 2017 and Rosso Valentino collection.

TWEED INDEED

 

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Edinburgh, Scotland — Edinburgh has always been one of the many places that I wanted to visit and I couldn’t be more than happy that I have finally visited this place and have ticked it off my list. The reason why I jutted it on my travel list is because of the way I felt after seeing it in the movie ‘Cloud Atlas’, not to mention that the storyline set in that place was a love story of a gay couple (which ended tragically, by the way).

I haven’t been to that many places in the UK, to be honest with you. I only went outside London a couple of times coz I love it so much in there. I mean, London is full of people with different shapes and sizes coming from different walks of life and there’s no other place in the world where I’ve felt more unique as a person than in London. I’ve only been to Bath and Edinburgh which I both absolutely loved! Though, I would’ve loved to travel some more.. I solely do believe that travelling is good for your soul. UK would’ve been perfect if the cold, grey, S.A.D-inducing weather wasn’t such a giveaway. To be fair, I quite naturally adapted with locals in terms of feeling that little shot of excitement whenever the sun appears (or whenever there’s sun in general)! The type of sunshine that’s hot enough for me to be able to ‘tan’ and get some ‘vitamin D’, iykwim, at Kensington Gardens or Hyde Park.

My impression of Edinburgh is that it looks like it’s a bigger version of Bath. The only thing that separates them, in my opinion, are their own gems: Bath’s Roman Baths and Edinburgh’s Scott Monument – mind you, I got obsessed with their uber delish deep fried Mars bars in Edinburgh!!! I can’t get enough of them!!! I only stayed in Edinburgh for a day and a half…same duration when I visited Stockholm (another love of mine!). The weather, however, is no different than in London except the wind is colder! I love the cold weather, don’t get me wrong. Being raised in a tropical country made me crave for colder climates so I can layer clothes and look chic but sometimes the cold can get a bit much.

Tweed is my absolute favourite…the rest can go scratch their backs!! I could wear tweed repeatedly without getting tired and love the way it elevates my mood even if I wear it with essential pieces (don’t wanna say basic..I’m allergic to basic lollz). I decided to wear this Carolina Herrera waistcoat and culottes on my last day in Edinburgh. Surprisingly, it wasn’t as cold as the day we arrived so I seized the day! But I still decided to wear my very old puffer jacket for some precautions and wear it à la Balenciaga…letting it expose a little of my shoulders.

Everyone knows that Chanel is the main purveyor of making the chicest tweed everythings and hopefully, one day, I’ll invest in a proper one. But for now, I’ll stick with this gilet that at least gives tweed the right amount justice. Also, it’s not like Carolina Herrera is bad after all.

Ciao for now! X

Tweed waistcoat and culottes by CH Carolina Herrera

Shot at Edinburgh, Scotland