boredom begets random posts part 1

(fashiongonerogue)

Something about the description, "The Girl with Green Eyes", although deceptively overused that I read on fashiongonerogue on this fresh face in the modelling world is just as intriguing as the shape of her eyes and her round-ish face. I hardly linger in the fresh face section of fashiongonerogue but when I saw this post on Sara, I just had to click on it and see how this French beauty is just that...typically French.

 (somewhere around google, I'm not sure where)

Flimsy, whimsical white mini-dress: check. Black gladiators: check. Minimal accessories and a pop of red in the form of a headband: check and check. Inspiration c/o Zoe Kravitz. I love her casual style the most but her style during the big events have their moments as well.

I'm going back to reading a ton of things in a few. It's bad enough to be cooped up in the room for a day, procrastinating around the interweb just because I don't feel like doing anything yet but at least I do get to go out later tonight. The Vagina Monologues is on at the Luce Theater. It's my first time watching it even when I have had a friend and colleague at a student publication who was cast in it back in undergraduate college on a local staging of it back home. So...should I be excited about the contemporary stage play? It's not really a requirement for class given I have Drama/European Literature this semester but I'd rather watch it than do nothing other than read for research, no?

I'll try to document something like an outfit to the event tonight. I don't think I can manage anything beyond casual, something that leans towards the semi-formal side of things. It's just...not me.

2 for 1

(photos by me, Kristel Ann Punu and Julius Canja)

If early yesterday afternoon was a disappointment having had missed the chance to grab a copy of Pasumbingay---an anthology of Sugbu-anon (Cebuano/Bisaya) balaks (literal meaning: poems)---at the Tabuan by the hotel by the Rizal Boulevard, Bethel, today was an early morning traipsing around with a dorm mate around the Freedom Park while the room mate participated in the 5-kilometer run organized by Red Cross, Dumaguete City chapter. Yesterday's failure to secure the copy of the much coveted book with poems in the local language was eclipsed by the fun that followed around the university and the only mall around later toward the Saturday evening. Hmn...this must sound so boring...but then again, I'm basically boring---my life is basically boring in it's utter normality and my self-imposed domesticity on most times of the week. At least it's not the usual dull weekend this time around.

I always found these pair of shorts from the local boutique, Mags, quite funny since acquiring it last year. It's basic, flowy and skirt-like. Does it seriously qualify as 'shorts'? I must've also lost a ton of weight because apparently, the vintage Chanel belt I thrifted years ago could now cinch shorts and stuff pretty well with just enough comfortable tightness around the waist. I never got around to wearing it out until today. Side-eye to someone who said I was too dressed up this early morning. What's wrong with dressing up on random parts of the day? Though I'll never probably be too dressed up on most days.

wearing: photo 1: straw fedora picked up in Vietnam, Target (xhilaration) romper, Nike sneakers, thrifted/vintage bag, most likely faux Rayban wayfarers; photo 2 onwards: secondhand baseball cap, thrifted/vintage backpack, belt and denim shirt, Mags shorts, Forever21 ankle boots, Forever21 stacked bangles, random bracelets   

thinking about...

(Topshop High Neck Lace Dress, F21 Southwestern Embroidered Dress)

....whimsical dresses in black, white and a lighter color like very light pink/blush for Valentine's Date sans being without a date---I could always use it for the Vagina Monologues we're watching that night---all the while listening to whimsical indie-pop music from Diana Vickers. 

I actually found the perfect Valentine's Day dress at a nearby store, I don't seem to have enough budget to get it---poor graduate student is poor. Might as well get it after that day to wear for next time. It's hard to get it off my head at the moment so hopefully it would still be available next week or something or it'd go on sale.

On the more fangirly side, I've been rereading the last few chapter of Ouran High School Host Club manga for the past few days. The chapter 69 onwards is quite mindblowing plus I do have a love-hate relationship with Tamaki Suoh and would do as the twins and Haruhi do---insult/tease him to the best I can. LOL. If I ever met someone like him, that is.

And with this being my favorite Diana Vickers chorus of a song...I leave you. Can you guess which it is? 

"Dancing in the dark with the boy I met in Paris

Sitting in the front row of my radio show

Underneath the stars, stole my heart with this rhythm

We were dancing in the dark, dancing in the dark..."

pop of colors

A li'l pop of orange and yellow to liven up the outfit of the night on a random night out in a cafe with dorm mates after dinner at a fastfood joint. Spices thing up a bit, eh? Needless to say, it was a fun night of intermittent reading, nonsensical and very random chatter and laughter until 10:30 came and we had to go home. I'm definitely back to crafting that thesis this early morning.

those that seek to inspire

 

(photos 1,4 and 5 from fashiontoast; 2 from olsensanonymous; 3 from fashiongonerogue)

A bunch of daisies (a personal favorite), amazing wedges and oversized cozy stuff including a hoodie I've been searching for and failing to find on Mary Kate (love!), Natalie Cottee, Natasha Poly and more dasies and lace.

Oh and, currently reading: Fire with Fire by Naomi Wolf.

uniform

(Photos by Kristel Punu)

I've been living in ponytails, flats, shorts and everything plain pale pink and white these days and yes, it's been that lazy. I do occasionally break out the heels when I want to. I love them too much to miss out on them. I need to work double time on the dissertation or research paper this weekend so that has been pretty much life this past weeks. 

Sun shines very infrequently these days and days and nights are as cold as they are in the winter season in western countries. I live in the tropics therefore it makes me question what the heck is going on in my country. Global warming, I suppose.

Speaking of summer and beach trips, I'm thinking I'll need something like this and some irrational walking and biking ankle boots complete with heels to traipse around small islands with akin to this in black from Forever21. The first would be my first comfy (or is it? It's a theory that needs testing) drabby slash clean and simple beach foot wear to date---note that I don't own any of the typical Havaianas that most people have in this side of the world---and the classic black pair of ankle boots would be my nth pair somehow. I'm eying the ones I found in Primadonna. Oh and they just opened a branch in Robinsons Dumaguete so yay! Other than that, I think Tribu is a brand of beach footwear I'd wear to death...sort of like how Birkenstocks seem to be staple for the Olsen twins and my favorite fashionblogger. Definitely staple footwear for when I'm with family and/or friends in random beaches, islands and resorts once its comfort and style flexibility has been proven true.

Off to grab an apple or two and then to the library. Yep, the life of a bumbling literature graduate student. It's stressing me out, to be honest.
 

PS I'm too lazy to tag whatever the heck I'm wearing. Feel free to do whatever if your curious. Formspring, tweet, e-mail, whichever works.

Hello 2013, bye bye 2012

Late happy new year greetings!

 (my photos)

After a failed attempt at infiltrating Sinulog 2013 with friends slash dorm mates owing to a lot of budget hotels nearby hot spots being fully booked, I'm currently looking forward to a ton of this in the coming summer, aren't you, too? Excuse me while I go dreaming of bicycling around the small island of Bantayan by Cebu and being the normal comfy beach bum that I aim to be...sort of. I miss beach trips and stuff.