Archive | July, 2012
31 Jul

Because I can be a shy, shy demure girl…and because “Details in the Fabric” by Mraz and Morrison is stuck in my head.

Calm down
Deep breaths
And get yourself dressed instead
Of running around
And pulling all your threads saying
Breaking yourself up

If it’s a broken part, replace it
But, if it’s a broken arm then brace it
If it’s a broken heart then face it

And hold your own
Know your name
And go your own way

And hold your own
Know your name
And go your own way

And everything will be fine
Everything will be fine
Hmm

Hang on
Help is on the way
Stay strong
I’m doing everything

And hold your own
Know your name
And go your own way

And hold your own
Know your name
And go your own way

And everything, everything will be fine
Everything

Are the details in the fabric
Are the things that make you panic
Are your thoughts results of static cling?

Are the things that make you blow
Hell, no reason, go on and scream
If you’re shocked it’s just the fault
Of faulty manufacturing.

Yeah everything will be fine
Everything in no time at all
Everything

[Chorus]

Are the details in the fabric (Hold your own, know your name)
Are the things that make you panic
Are your thoughts results of static cling? (Go your own way)

Are the details in the fabric (Hold your own, know your name)
Are the things that make you panic (Go your own way)
Is it Mother Nature’s sewing machine?

Are the things that make you blow (Hold your own, know your name)
Hell no reason go on and scream
If you’re shocked it’s just the fault (Go your own way)
Of faulty manufacturing

Everything will be fine
Everything in no time at all
Hearts will hold

Tomorrow, my thesis partner and I — as with the rest of the graduating (must. have. conviction.) batch of journalism majors — will be submitting our concept papers for the perusal of the faculty. Deep breaths and fingers crossed for the months ahead!

It’s so easy getting caught up or overwhelmed with the big picture that the little things sometimes escape our notice. With this in mind, I’m trying a new approach in this outfit post by shifting attention to details (in the fabric or otherwise).

I wore prints on prints for the first time today, but made sure the colors were complementary to keep from looking outlandish. The paisley top (P250 on a Christmas sale) is from a Korean outlet store in Harrison Plaza, and the printed skirt is a P105 find from a Makati Cinema Square thrift store.

Topped off the look with dangling earrings (P10) from a garage sale, a gold watch borrowed from my mother, a charm bracelet given as a gift, and a ribbon ponytail (P15) from Times Plaza in UN Avenue. ūüôā

Photos by Raine Calucag.

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Last Friday Night: The Cheat Date

30 Jul

There is no state of bliss like sleeping in, especially on a weekday. It’s a privilege I’m unlikely to bask in once I trade my class readings for office memos, and my Form 5s for tax returns. That’s why every year since 2010, I strive to leave at least one whole morning free when mapping out my schedule for the semester.

This sem, Fridays are my staying-in-bed cheat days, what with a lone interpretive writing class (granted, it’s a three-hour class) at 1 p.m. Last July 27, though, I unintentionally took the lollygagging a little to the extreme. I woke up feeling ill at 10 a.m., ate breakfast, did my morning routine, and plopped back into bed an hour later.¬†

I woke up a second time at 2:30 p.m. In my groggy state, I read a text message from my prof: she had called off our class and required us instead to catch a forum from 1-4 p.m. that day. 

I reached school just in time for the forum’s end. YAY. Thankfully, I ran into classmates who were generous enough to fill me in on what went on during the forum.

Lesson learned: Never doze off after accomplishing morning routine. If it can’t be helped, at least set up an alarm.

That night, I was lucky enough to have enjoyed the company of my batchmate and good friend¬†Jiru. I was up for some¬†redundancy¬†that night, so we trooped to Maginhawa for a double burger cheat date (no hard feelings, grad pic diet) — whetting our appetites first at the Burger Project and hopping over to The Iscreamist for dessert.

The Burger Project lets diners customize their own burger, with a range of patties, sauces, buns and add-ons to choose from. As a bonus, you can even name your creation and they’ll have the recipe recorded, allowing you to order the same thing during your next visit.¬†

¬† ¬† ¬†That night, I had a beef patty with lettuce, tomatoes, caramelized onions and gruyere cheese, drizzled with Burger Project’s Special Sauce and all wedged between two sesame buns. YUM.¬†

¬† ¬† ¬†Over at The Iscreamist, I tried the Burger variant of their Dragon’s Breath concoctions. The latter are basically cookies on popsicle sticks with Macaron, Bacon Popcorn, S’mores and Burger variants. It’s served in threes or fours with a cup of liquid nitrogen.¬†

The diner dips the cookie into the cup (effectively flash-freezing it) and pops it into his/her mouth. Then he/she sits back as smoke flares out from his/her nostrils and mouth, in a very bad-ass dragonesque fashion.

T’was my first time to try Dragon’s Breath. Jiru was kind enough to take a video as I floundered and slightly¬†panicked as the first frozen cookie stuck to my tongue. Will upload it the next chance I get.¬†

And because he’s such a sweetie, Jiru capped off the night by giving me my first birthday gift this year: my own copy of The Perks of Being A Wallflower by Stephen Chbosky. ‚̧

It rained for most of the afternoon and well into the night, something I failed to anticipate when I slipped into today’s outfit: an Express tank top (P100 from an outlet store) and a girly little skirt from the Makati Cinema Square¬†ukay¬†(P105). The silver ballet flats are from the Marikina Shoe Exchange, and the bright blue ribbon was a birthday gift from last year.¬†

I set out to try a different outfit shot last Friday, so I set my camera Sheldon on self-timer. This was the result of 561489 takes (after a time, all the futile jumping started feeling like a workout…yes, grad pic diet, I hear your evil cackle loud and clear) and a close encounter with a twisted ankle.

Cheers!

30 Jul

Designed by Guel Karaan for UPJC

Prof. Mikee Inton at the UPJC IF

Org buddy Flo and I doing a Charmee ad

With Alex, my baby shark Ate >:)

Because vintage

Because still vintage

Out and About

Among the most unique facets of studying in a liberal institution is the diversity of learning experiences inside and outside the classroom. It’s only in UP, for example, where one would find courses like Queer Theory, Philosophy of Love and Sex and LGBT Psychology.

I took the latter subject in 2010 under Prof. Eric Manalastas. One lesson I will never forget is his comparison of the LGBT community to other minorities, particularly those based on race and economic status.

The key difference, he said, was that if someone were African-American or poor, at least one of their parents would belong to the same minority group. The same can very rarely be said for LGBTs ‚Äď even within one‚Äôs own family, support systems can be hard to come by.

As a minority, and especially in the context of a dominantly Catholic country like thePhilippines, there is propensity for the LGBT movement to be sensationalized, misrepresented, or worst, underrepresented in the media.

Last July 26, the UP Journalism Club launched the Issue Forum (IF), a series of monthly dialogues anchored on the most pressing issues in Philippine media and society. This July’s IF delved on the current dynamics between the LGBT community and media. Talk points included media coverage and treatment of LGBT-related stories, LGBT media practitioners and the media consumption habits of LGBT individuals.

The University Student Council’s Vice Chairperson Alex Castro, Reverend Ceejay Agbayani of the Metropolitan Community Church-Q.C., Prof. Mikee Inton of theCollegeofMass Communication, and TV5’s Research Head Danton Remoto facilitated the discussion.

After the forum, we JCers feasted on palabok, pichi-pichi, communal Coke and Chupa Chups for my pre-birthday treat.

Today’s look was inspired by the white trapo (cloth rag) used by drivers to clean up their taxis, jeepneys and what-have-you.

Of course I kid. But admit it, the resemblance is uncanny. Haha!

I couldn’t resist playing around with filters for a few vintage-esque shots (last photos in the set), because the hie-thee-hither hem of the dress reminds me of playful¬†swimsuits¬†from the 1950s.

This ruffled, floral and flitty little number cost P130 from a thrift store in Buendia. The gold ribbon is recycled from last year’s birthday gift, and the gold ribboned shoes are from Landmark.

Photo credits to Jodesz Gavilan, whose prodding and encouragement propelled this blog’s creation.

30 Jul

Preach it, Tom.

Chapter 19: Page 1

30 Jul

“Why is the windshield larger than the rearview mirror? Because what lies ahead is far more important than what we leave behind.”

Spending my first hour as a 19-year-old going through pictures of the last few days and heart-warming birthday greetings (will get back to each of you lovelies soonest!).

The universe and the weather system conspired to cancel my morning PE class (I’ll miss touch rugby for another week, but hey, I’m not complaining).

Thank you to everyone who has been part of my journey thus far.

Thank youuu as well to Mamao, her chief accomplice Raine and the sneaky — and special! — creatures who connived to present a birthday surprise like no other.

Together, we rediscovered “adobo”, tested our innuendo mettle with¬†What’s Yours Like?,¬†vented through a strictly-timed round of Apostrophe, and¬†got ultra-competitive over Taboo and Wordi. Besides good times and goodwill, we had our fill of tongue (thanks to my favorite¬†lengua), the staple birthday noodles, barbeque, sardined milkfish, cheesy¬†laing, pretzels,¬†pretentious junk food¬†organic fruit chips, wine, Gouda and Colby.

Sneaky, sneaky.

By sunset, we had made the following all-important realizations:

1) Say “Lady___” as a clue for the “bug” in “ladybug” and you’re just as likely to be answered with: “Gaga!”

2) Unicorns can, in some ways, resemble bulls.

3) To some (and by some, I mean to Suzette Dalumpines), “hulk” is a perfectly acceptable rhyme for “honk”.

4) Making jokes is easier than making love.

5) America — not just flying or super strength– is a superpower.

6) “Royalty” is what jacks up after the EO on mining is passed.

7) Giraffes can’t really reach their ears with their tongues.

Thank you for sharing today — and so much more — with me, you precious sneaks.

Cheers to the sunshine in each of us, and to the company of people who keep downcast skies at bay!

29 Jul

Chapter 19: Page 1

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A poem by Fritzielyn

27 Jul

pretsi:

Coffee,
not tea;
sugar, cream,
and extra cream
‚ÄĒ¬†warm, never

cold:
the old,
older
thoughts
turn
into the 
(c)oldest of memories

                                         (unfailing
                                                  …collapsing;
                                           senile, kept:                                      ours,
                                                                                                
                                           

remembered) 

26 Jul

Squarepants and Goody Blue Shoes

A week shy of my first year in college, I bought a pencil case with SpongeBob’s googly eyes as its design. That first purchase launched a humble collection of anything yellow, square, buck-toothed and porous.

We moved to a new home when I was a sophomore. After 16 years, I could¬†finally¬†enjoy the independence that came with having my own room. When I opened the door for the first time, I beheld my mother’s thoughtful little surprise — a fluffy comforter featuring numerous pajama-clad SpongeBobs. So much for feeling like a grown-up.¬†

I haven’t watched a single episode of SpongeBob since 2009, and it’s been ages since I’ve added any new memorabilia. In fact, I’ve given away some of the items as gifts to fellow enthusiasts, mostly kids. But there are some things in my erstwhile collection that I simply cannot dispense with.

This bright yellow jacket is one of them. We’ve been together three years; it’s among those articles of clothing I’m unlikely to give up, unless it gives up on me first.¬†

I love how the jacket adds instant cheer to any outfit, especially during the rainy season. It also makes the more formal pieces in my wardrobe, like this Vera Wang dress (P350) from an export overruns store, a little more dressed down for a school day. 

The fresh take on the Mary Jane is from one of my favorite shoemakers, the Marikina-based Landi & Nuti. 

Ribbons of all colors and sizes are a staple in my wardrobe. The one featured here was a birthday gift from last year, along with the teal bangle. 

26 Jul

Every girl weaned on pop culture must have grown up having a favorite Disney princess. Mine was Snow White. I even had a Snow White-themed seventh birthday party, complete with costume and boy friends who doubled as well-wishing seven dwarves.

My reason for liking her was simple. As a child, I felt that pale Snow White with her apple cut (heh) bob and high propensity for breaking into song was the most relatable in a gaggle of long-haired, mostly Caucasian girl royals. Besides, I had (and still have) a relatively bigger shoe size than most girls, and was horrified to realize that my feet resembled the evil stepsisters’ more than it did Cinderella’s.

Last Tuesday’s outfit took inspiration from my favorite apple-munching princess. The top is from Samlin, the skirt an ukay find from Philcoa (P35), and the shoes from Grendha. The whole look is topped with¬†a ribbon recycled from a birthday package I received last year.

Photos credits to the owzum Raine Calucag.

Bargain musings

25 Jul

In a matter of days, I’ll be blowing 19 candles on what would hopefully be a dark chocolate and cherry cake. In a matter of months, I’ll be among the latest sunflower children of UP Diliman, shifting the sablay from the left to the right shoulder in parting with my alma mater, and in anticipation for what awaits outside it.

The past few weeks marked the last of many firsts, and the first of many lasts. This Bargain Muse venture is among my firsts, and I hope to make it last for as long as I can.

The idea for this blog came to me one day on a trip to my favorite wonderland, an ukay-ukay. My browser has seen its fair share of fashion blogs, most of which feature branded clothes or accessories equivalent to anywhere from 1 to 15 unit/s of my tuition. Not that there’s anything inherently bad about that. Everyone’s free to spend their resources the way they want to, after all.

For my own part, I believe spending isn‚Äôt a pre-requisite to a diverse wardrobe. Each article of clothing is an investment ‚Äď just as there are costly options, there are also those to be had at a much cheaper price. And as I‚Äôve discovered time and time again, relatively lower prices do not have to equate to tacky designs or poor quality.

Bargain Muse celebrates this affordable ingenuity. There is value (and unparalleled thrill!) in getting not just more, but the mostest bang for your buck. This blog is an account of the little treasures I find amid yard sales, stuffy thrift stores and unkempt cardboard boxes ‚Äď clothes and trinkets that lay still on their racks, begging to be rescued from their neon plastic hangers.

At the very most, I hope to encourage others to explore the infinite possibilities of bargain shopping. At the very least, I hope to meet others who share similar interests, particularly the idea that one need not shell out too much to dress presentably.

Cheers!