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Last Na 'To

The past few months have kept me busy with a number of blogging events, leaving me to rummage through my shoe collection in search of something to wear.  It was a fashion crisis of epic proportions. I've been wanting to wear one specific pair of shoes that I don’t even own. Pathetic, …

And That Was Not the End of It

I should stop lying to myself .

This May Be the End of It

I remember the time Dr. Martens opened its doors here in Davao (yes, it's about those goddamned shoes again). I first laid my eyes on the 8-eye 1460 cherry red boots. It looked so badass that it made me believe in love at first sight. But priced at around Php 9k, it would be a cold da…

Let's Talk About Pockets

No one asked but one of my favorite things in the world is pockets. Then the skinny jeans took it all away.  I remember Jan having pockets in his pants that can fit a phone, a wallet, a large bag of Cheetos, a laptop, our fat cat, and possibly the entire city of Atlantis while I, on the o…

Travel Outfits on a Budget: What I Wore in Singapore

Do you remember the time when I could not be bothered to look good because I paid so little attention to my outfits? Well, my blog does . πŸ˜… Then I realized how making a simple upgrade to my style just made me feel better overall. It does feel empowering, you know. Every outfit that I ch…

Yet, Another Frivolous Post

I have a new pair of shoes! And it's one of the most beautiful shoes I've ever laid my eyes on. I know I don't need another one. Call it absurd , a weakness, a toxic trait, or whatever. But shoes do make me happy. Probably because I may have been healing from my "past tra…

Go Large!

I have been skinny for as long as I can remember. While I can devour a truckload of burgers and still not gain a pound, being cursed with a metabolism that burns up calories more quickly than I can eat isn't always a good thing.  I always had trouble finding clothes that fit me well. …

My Very First Dr. Martens

Perhaps I have not made it very obvious but I've said this before: I am addicted to boots —even if it is something I know I cannot wear regularly here in the tropics. Anyway, I finally got my very first Dr. Martens!  Hands down to the coolest, sickest, and most badass shoes I've e…

Noooooo!

I am silently panicking. I never thought I'd experience a heartbreak far worse than a break up.