"THE ART OF LAYERING"…(my outfit in the UP campus tour)…
Once, I was a cat… ♥_♥
LAYER, LAYER…THERE’S THERAINY WEATHER…………….♥_♥ (wore it last June 8, 2011, Convocation)
..School fashion in a school where there’s no uniform.. ^_^ (wore it last August 26, 2011, normal school day)
…The Fashournalist ♥_♥ (wore it last June 28, 2011, normal tuesday)
“Preppy Layering”……[I MISS YOU,LOOKBOOK!!! =’] <3 (wore it last July 6, 2011, normal but mem’rable wednesday)
..Black and Pink and Studs ..xD (worn this last April 3, 2011)
Love fashion and make astatement.=) (wore it last May 25, 2011, during my beloved friend’s ballet recital at CCP)
BELT OVER RUFFLES… (wore it last April i forgot, 2011, at Summer Vacation)
A CAREFREE and COLORFULschool outfit ^_^ (wore it last July 5, 2011, normal school day)
…Wearin’ my Journ ClubCollared Shirt and Press I.D.=) (wore it last April 21, 2011, at Journalism Club Farewell Party)
A little bit of fashion and a little bit of ballet…=) (wore it last May 17, 2011, costume for an interpretative dance/musical performance)
Of colors and shimmers,bow…………………xD (worn last April 15, 2011. A day of malling with RIPSG friends :)
(and so on…more of my innate weirdness in my old lookbook looks)
..Tights and I were inseparable.
..Ribbons—not just bows, but ribbons used for tying gifts—were the bestfriend of my hair (and my notebooks and my collars and almost anything I own)
..I wasn’t used to wearing shorts then, except with colorful/black stockings or high socks.
..Circle glasses, starshaped sunnies (and heartshaped but I haven’t found any yet) were my favorites. And I don’t freaking care if they have no grade.
..Quirky, preppy, neon, and weird things fascinate me. I believed some trends and rules are limiting fashion experiments. And I didn’t need to fit in.
..Layering outfits everyday was a lifestyle.
..I was colorblocking before I even heard the term colorblocking (when I was younger I used to call it "color-coding" (pink kung pink, etc) OR "uber-coloring")
^Yes, that’s Grace Eclavea before adjusting to, let’s just call it the ‘unofficial, indirectly spoken, implicit school simplicity rule.’ C: (when i said school it’s not limited to the place where I’m studying, it’s general)
Anyway actually, more or less a hundred sentences are supposed to follow that, but my fingers can’t find the letters to type what’s in my head. In short I can’t find the word translation for my thoughts. Or, it’s like I can’t find the “signifier” for my “signified”#COMA101lectures
Ah whatever. Sigh. I’ll end this post here and just leave my thoughts flying..
God bless and stay stylish, dearies! Jesus loves you infinitely. And nothing— not any style, or weirdness or even as far as RH Bill stance :l —can change His love for you. :)thursday