Showing posts with label Fashion. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Fashion. Show all posts
I am getting addicted to boots.

I find this funny, ridiculous, and stupid because I am living in a hot, humid, tropical country where boots are an abomination. And I got 3 pairs!

But before you raise an eyebrow on me for having 3 freakin' pairs that is more useless than a white crayon, let me tell you how it started.

I bought my first pair because I needed one for a Farm-themed party.

I got these ankle boots on sale for P899 (from P1,899). To save this from becoming a single-wear item like how most boots tend to be, I used this in my travels to Taiwan and Japan. It is not as comfy as any of my sneakers (duh), but it does not hurt my feet and that is important. It does well in long walks. The only thing that makes me want to take it off is the annoying tapping sound it makes everytime I walk.
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I went to the ukay-ukay the other day and scored this mint condition leather jacket that fits me perfectly for only eighty pesos. Eighty pesos!

I proceeded to a nearby mini grocery afterwards to buy something and left the prized ukay-ukay at the baggage counter where you can just put your things in a box and trust that nobody else will get them. Of course, I've been there a lot of times and so far, no one has taken away my stuff.

I bought the things I needed, went back to the baggage counter, and to my dismay, my jacket was gone! There was a similar red sando bag that's left there but it was full of children's clothes. No one claimed it. So I figured, whoever owned that bag accidentally picked mine. I told the staff to send me a text message in case the owner returns my jacket and claim hers (yes, I assumed she's a mom who bought clothes for her kid). 

Day 2 came and still no word from them. So I guess, the jacket is not coming back.

Honestly, losing eighty pesos is not a big deal for me. What upsets me the most is that it's not all the time you can score an expensive item that's rock-bottom cheap. I really hate this word but, sayang. Bihira lang yung ganon.

I could sulk all I want for losing something I've always wanted to have and probably will never have unless I see another one from the thrift shop (brand new leather jackets are expensive and cheap leather jackets in mint condition are elusive) but that's only going to draw negative energy. I believe in the Law of Attraction. Positive thoughts can draw positive energy, leading to positive events in life. With that kind of mindset, I have easily moved on and decided that the leather jacket is not what I really need for our Korea trip that's happening in four months. Excited masyado, te? Haha.

I might have lost a jacket BUT on the bright side, I am one of the chosen bloggers invited by Uniqlo for a styling event with Pia Wurtzback and stylist/designer Bea Constantino, leading to the reopening of their biggest store in Mindanao this July 19, 2019. I am a fan of this brand so this is huge for me. And who knows? Maybe I can score the perfect outfit for autumn from there.
I really should take styling seriously. Ever since I've been doing this, more doors have been opened for me. Btw, my coat is also from ukay-ukay, P30.
I guess, this is the universe's way of saying that if you lose something, you'll definitely gain something much betteras long as you think and act positive because that's how the Law of Attraction works. 😉

Update:
Day 3, the jacket was returned. Now all I have to worry about is how to clean the thing without ruining it. 😅
Sending out positive vibes to everyone! Have a nice day!


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We still have a little more than three weeks before our next out-of-the-country trip and I've already packed. Excited? Yes! And that is an understatement. In fact, I am too excited that I almost forgot I'm in the middle of wedding preparations that I left everything on pause since we got our visas approved. Hashtag that, priorities. Duh.
Packing semi-winter clothes for a first day of spring trip.
Just so you know, I used to pack a day or two before the trip. I took pride of my light packing skills. I can fit everything I need for a 4-day trip in a small backpack. But now? I have to ask Jan to get us a check-in baggage because all my clothes won't fit in a medium-sized luggage.

Yes, I have unfortunately gone to the dark side.
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Jan and I went shopping for down jackets at Uniqlo yesterday. We were quite pleased that they got almost everything on sale.

He scored an ultralight down jacket for only P1,990. Not bad, I must say. And he was quick to shop. Unlike me, I was torn between colors that it took me quite some time to choose. Picture this, if we were in the battlefield, Jan already got his target acquired with a shot gun and his finger on the trigger. I, on the other hand, will be killed before I even got to choose what weapon to use (mind you, by standards, I shop faster than 90% of girls).

The women's jackets were also down to only P1,490. But I never really thought both excitement and frustration can occur to me at the same time. While almost everything was on sale, the jacket that came in my favorite color was still tagged at a regular price (P3,490). Bummer.

There's no way I'm going to buy a 3k worth of item that I could use probably once or twice in every two years. I was about to settle halfheartedly for the cute red one (don't get me wrong, I love red) when I, like any other female, hopped from one rack to another at the risk of buying more things I don't apparently need.

And I'm glad I did.

I found the same jacket in my favorite color at the kid's section for only P990!


Yes, folks. It's definitely a steal. It does pay off to fine-comb every rack inside the store sometimes (Jan should take this as a hint that from now on, shopping may take a little more time than they used to). I was on a roll that I also bought two HeatTech long sleeves for only P290 each (this is worth P790-990 at the women's section).

I am so happy with my purchases. Everything fits me well. Jan paid more with his down jacket than my jacket and two thermals combined. Tikasan (cheat) was all he could utter. Haha!



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One of the reasons why I was not really into fashion (aside from being boyish and lazy back then) is that I don't have the luxury to splurge on every new trend that hits the town. I was always under the impression that fashion requires a lot of money (blame that to magazines and fashion writers who only feature designer brands, as if frugality has no place in fashion).

I was doing okay with my casual style until one day, I got into a job position that requires meeting and interacting with some of the big names in the industry. From then on, I set all my life bars higher, including my style.
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December last year, two of my closest girl friends from the same circle had their weddings on the same day, same time, but different places. Sounds impossible but, yes, we were able to make it to both wedding ceremonies and receptions.
December 28, 2017. Claire and Karren's wedding.
And just recently, two of my closest guy friends invited me to their weddings on the same day and same time. How I wish I could pull off the same stunt I did before, but one wedding was held three hours away from where I live. An attempt to do another Kage Bunshin No Jutsu is certainly futile at this time.
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This entry was supposed to be for the color run I was too excited about, but that didn't happen. And that's not even the worst part yet. There was a bit of lashing from disappointed and frustrated participants and we, the bloggers who promoted the event, were somehow caught in the crossfire. I would have loved to talk shit about it since my pre-event post has convinced a fair few people to join. But as a courtesy, I'm keeping my mouth shut until the organizer issues a public official statement - to which as of this writing is still zero, zilch, zip, nada!

This is why I preferred keeping this blog clean from sponsors and ads. Somehow I took the bait and now I feel a little pressured to consistently update this blog with POSITIVE content. I definitely miss those times when I had tons of shit to say without feeling a single ounce of guilt or worry. But right now, that's not going to happen.

So before this entry turns into a pretty useless rant, I think I'll just share a pretty useless outfit post.


I was invited to the Preview and Book Launching of the Belgium Exhibit of famed Davao artist Victor Secuya at Waterfront Insular Hotel. Dress code was smart casual. I decided to look a bit mature and went for neutral colors (mostly black) since the event was at night.

What I wore: Bottom, ukay-ukay Php 40 | Top, bought online, Php 79 | Footwear, some Korean brand | Bag, Parisian (gift from the mom)


I'm beginning to like mixin-n-matchin outifts. I never really thought about it as an art until my creativity was challenged to make do with what I can draw from my closet. And since I'm fairly new to this, expect nothing but basics.

That's it for now. I think I did a good job on pulling off a smart casual look on a budget, didn't I? Well, I don't know what is worse, not being able to rant about shit or me joining the bandwagon and losing the battle against outfit posts.

Anyway, I might be under stress lately (be it good or bad), but I have exciting things to look forward to this weekend. My friend's out-of-town wedding, for example.

See ya!




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I started to purge my closet and got rid of the clothes I no longer wear. Most of my clothes are ukay-ukay, so I have this bad habit of buying anything since it's really cheap because I know I won't feel bad about it even if it's something I probably wouldn't wear. I sorted them according to frequency of use and unsurpsingly, I got more clothes I have not worn and don't remember at all.

Most of them are chic, really.

I have not worn my classic closet staples lately and I have no plans of wearing them unless necessary. I thought of just tossing them in the box with the intention of donating it (my clothes are not shabby, I promise) for a total wardrobe change.

My role as a Vice President of Davao's premier blogging community will be interacting with PR managers and probably big names from known brands. My usual jeans and shirt would be too underwhelming. And I hate to think that I might sell myself short just because I have not made an effort to look, if not impressive, at least presentable. Bad impressions have higher chances of breaking deals, you know.

Last Thursday, I did the unthinkable.

I went out to catch up with my college buddies wearing a cropped top in public for the first time (midriffs during cheerdance performances are not counted). Not that I'm saying I'll be wearing such when facing brands and managers because that's not gonna happen. But what I'm trying to say is, I upped my style recently.


I would be lying if I say I got the hang of it immediately because it felt a little awkward at the start. I actually brought a cardigan with me in case I come to my senses and realize the blunder.

But as I stepped out of the car, I left the cardigan, strutted towards the coffee shop with what felt like a giant flashing neon sign on my belly that reads: look here! And started not to care about what people think. I've never felt so FREE.
Sarah, Farah of budgetbarbara.com, and Dianne
Yep, this is honestly a shocking news to everyone. Haha

Of course, while some compliment me for the change - a drastic one at that - some just couldn't handle my fire. Haha. You're too old for that! they say. Wear something decent! they judge. Well, as long as I'm not offending anybody, I will rock whatever clothes I want to wear. What other people think about me is none of my business. Kung naiitiman sila sa legs ko o napapangitan sila sa katawan ko o kung di bagay ang damit ko, problema na nila yun.

Look! Even my mom noticed the transformation, she got me these. Prayers were answered. Her daughter is finally a girl.

This is me now.

Sarah, 33. Fashionista wannabe. Expressive. Unapologetic.

P.S. You might see me wearing dresses more often but I will still be that badass mountain climbing, muay thai-ing chic you don't want to mess with.



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After more than a month of wearing dresses, squarepants, and all things chic because I felt the need to dress my age (my style has always been juvenile and has not changed since high school), I conclude that denim jeans are the least comfortable clothes ever. 

Okay, the "need to dress my age" part is not true at all. I was, honestly, left with no choice because all my clothes are still in the laundry, and that includes all the four jeans I have.

I finally understood why some women do not like wearing jeans. All this time I was led to believe that these closet staples are the comfiest, being conservative and non-restrictive to movement, but my whole life has been a lie.
I love how this hangs like a skirt but is actually pants. I hope this style lasts a long time because I'd like to make it my closet staple like how I did with jeans.

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"Miss, may bigger size kayo nito?"

"Ilang taon po ang susuot, maam?"

"10."

I lied.

The shirt was for me.


I can't believe that I'd still fit in kiddie sizes. I'm 5'3" with a 34 bust and 25-27 waistline (depends on how many dishes of baba ganoush I've eaten). I wish I have known about this years ago. Kids' clothes nowadays do not necessarily scream "for kids only"- you know, all that glitter and tacky stuff. In fact, some are way cooler than adults'. And the best thing about it? You get it half the price its adult counterpart.

Go ahead and poke fun. Kids' clothes are now welcome in my closet because my lame ass is broke. And the next time you see me browsing through the children's section, don't think it's for my son.

Me right now. (Image via tumblr)


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I got these sandals because I fell in love with it at first fit (it's reeeeally comfy). Then only to realize that being a sneaker worshipper, this is downright blasphemy and I honestly do not know what to do with it.


Or maybe I do.

I can do fashion if I want to. And by fashion, I mean, swap comfort for style and dress like a girl (perhaps I should because with my current haircut, one could easily mistaken me as a boy). I got more clothes in my closet that I don't know what to do with. I got these insta-worthy albeit panuhot-inducing, attention-grabbing, public-scrutinizing clothes that, I may say, would perfectly match the sandals.

For example:
I won't apologize for that mess I made trying on clothes.
I can rock this outfit on my next out-of-the-country trip (because unlike here, people won't really care) BUT how am I supposed to move freely with this?! Di man pud ta ka kiat ani ui. I am a big ball of energy and this is definitely a wardrobe malfunction waiting to happen.

I still have 24 hours to mull things over. Should I keep the sandals (by the way, I got them for free) that I won't be using regularly? Or just replace it with a super lightweight, super-comfy sneakers that's definitely going to be used and abused?

Why is this even a dilemma? I know I don't need another pair of sneakers but...

UPDATE: Had the sandals replaced with new kicks. Thank you, kind spawnsir who wishes to remain anonymous to the public.



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"Hey, I got a new badge on my blog."

"Congratulations! You deserve that!"

"Thanks! But I want to add something right there."

There was a pause.

"I want to win a Palanca," I told Jan flat out loud.

He gave me an eager look as he continued to listen to me and my absurd dreams.

I rolled my eyes, gave out a soft sigh, and blurted, "I just do not know how to do it."

You see, I've read this year's winning entries - mostly from established writers, journalist, and columnists - and I certainly do not make the cut.
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I was eyeing on this particular shoe for several months even though I do not have a reason to wear it. I think boots are completely out of fashion when you're living in a hot and humid country. But I got one just in case I might need it.

Just so you know, I suffer from a different kind of amnesia. The kind of amnesia when you buy something and totally forget about it. Then later on you will just be surprised finding something you didn't know you have and don't know why you bought it in the first place. I know I'm not alone in this.

Well, the boots almost suffered the same fate. But unlike all the other past purchases, it only took 4 months of being kept hidden in the dark before it was pulled right out of its box. I brought it with me in Taiwan because I thought the weather is just perfect for a bootie. And it was.

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I absolutely love it! I thought I'd never be able to wear it again until the next trip to a cold country - which isn't happening anytime soon because my priorities have changed and traveling isn't really on my top 3. *sniffs*

Then Christmas happened. In November.

Together with other media men from Davao and some members of the Davao Bloggers Society, Smart Communications invited me to a fun-filled Christmas at the Farm party!

Honestly, I didn't know what to wear. I got confused between a Western farmer and a typical cowboy. But whatever I wear, I knew the boots would cut it. I had to make do with what was already in my closet and this was the closest to a farm girl as I could get (or I could have just been a potato).
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I think I pulled it off. The boots are great. It's just that, I don't think I'll ever be able to wear one again. So, in to the box you go, boots.


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I'll be honest. Even though I'm no fashionista and my wardrobe is always out of season, I would be lying if I say I don't like dressing up. It makes me look human.

But what I hate about dressing up is the misery of finding the dress that's actually wearable. And by wearable, I meant something that's casually comfortable but could still be elegant and not unflattering at the same time. For my body type, that's kind of elusive, you know.

My body is so specific. I am skinny but I've got curves. So dresses from the department store can either be too big on the waist or too tight on the bust. Usually, I had my dresses done for me and that's a bummer because it is more expensive than buying RTWs. The ones I got from the department stores are not and will never be perfect fit and had to be sent for repair.
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I have never thought that a year after attending my very first Davao Bloggers Society Christmas Party, I will be one of those who will prepare and manage this year's Christmas party.

You see, I have been appointed as the sexy-tary, I mean Secretary of the Davao Bloggers Society. Have I known about the drawbacks that come with it, I would have not accepted the role. Because first, I am no longer eligible to win raffle draws nor will I have the chance to bag the Best Personal Blog Award for this year's Davao Blog Awards again. Bummer, isn't it? Second, being an officer can get exhausting. No kidding, kapoy sya.

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As someone who doesn't wear make up, the most comforting words I'll ever hear from another woman are, "I don't know how to put a makeup on either."

Yes! I am still a woman after all. Haha!

The other day, I found new (still sealed) lipsticks in one of our drawers. It was from my dad and mom said it was for me. I'm not really sure how long has it been sitting in there. But I tried it on anyway. I smoothed the lipstick on like a pro, 'cause it was as easy as putting a ChapStick. Then the next thing I know, one of my buck tooth's covered with red. And I broke the lipstick.
I'm an artist. I can make bad designs look good. This should be easy.

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First of all, damn I have got to think of a killer opening line for my blog post... "First of all" just doesn't cut it. But yeah, first of all, I'd like to congratulate myself for totally nailing that 299-peso ($6) dress and made it look like Marilyn Monroe's iconic flying skirt.
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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.

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