Monday, October 24, 2011

bittersweet faith



YRYS hat, Forever 21 dress, Regatta jeggings, bag & boots from Italy

So, I lied. I said I wouldn't post anything new until I get all the Europe photos up, but whatever. I'm bored, so I come bearing an outfit from last week! Although isn't there some sort of style rule about not getting caught wearing the same clothes more than twice or something? I've worn this hat, dress, and pants a million times already, but oh well, who really believes in all that fashionista crap anyway, haha. In fact, I hate the term "fashionista".


On a more personal agenda: things seem to be slowly falling into place for me. After much prayer and going into hermit mode for a while, I'm starting to gain some -- I don't want to call it "peace" -- understanding, maybe? I used to dread waking up in the morning, afraid of having no concrete plans for the day and an unclear direction towards the future, but lately, I've actually been looking forward to the uncertainty. I'm excited over the possibilities and opportunities that have (and will) come my way, and I feel incredibly blessed with the unexpected turn of events.

I'm starting to realize how things really work, that even though you think you've mapped out your whole life, the heavens will sometimes turn it around and give you something more amazing. For once, I feel good and okay about myself and pretty much everything that's been happening. Nothing over the top. I'm simply thankful for the small, everyday miracles that have recently made me feel so... kilig. Ang sarap manligaw ni God!

Am I even making any sense? More recent circumstances have led me to re-evaluate everything. Maybe I'll get into detail another time.

For now, I'll leave you with this photo of me and my boyfriend-slash-personal assistant that I randomly turned into gay shit!


Tuesday, October 11, 2011

hair woes


My hair has gotten way too long. There are days when I just want to grab a pair of scissors and snip snip, but more than half the time, I'm simply attached to my mane. Always a love/hate relationship with us, you see. I feel like Samson about it mostly.

Any hair stylists out there looking to experiment/build their portfolio? I'm offering my head of hair as your canvas before I gather enough courage to chop it all off! (My hair, not my head.) Don't worry, I won't charge for every inch or strand. Haha, ngek.

Oh what to do, what to do...