059: Three-stripes reprezent

There was a time when all I wanted was to buy Adidas-branded stuff. I went to Adidas sales in UP, I refused to buy any rubber shoes unless it were of the three-stripe variety, and I bought a bunch of tops even if some didn’t fit me well (too small) or the style was not quite me (asymmetrical tennis top).

Thank goodness I outgrew that (short) phase. Now it doesn’t really matter what brand (if any) of sports apparel I wear, as long as I felt comfortable in it. Although I do still have a bias towards the 3-stripes over the check, I’m fine with anything…. especially when I get them for free, like this one! 😀

058: In Illustration It’s Called ‘Exaggeration’

It’s my freakishly long fingers again. Well, not that I’m complaining. They make all my lovely illustrations. 🙂

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plz not to notice that I haven’t changed my shirt since yesterday :p

057: At the Café

Working while waiting for boyfie’s friend to pick up the stuff I bought for him. This mug of Moroccan Mint was consumed within the span of 3 hours. Hahaha It got so cold by my last sip

056: Rabid

Went shopping for the boyfriend again, because another friend of a friend will fly to Riyadh in a few weeks’ time. This time around, though, I bought a shirt for myself as well with the same print as the one I chose for boyfie. I LOVE IT!

As with the last time I went shopping for him, I wore his clothes and sent him the pictures:

055: All Dolled Up

Recently I’ve been in various conversations about makeup, and I’ve been asked about it because I’m one of the few who wear it almost everyday in school now.

Honestly, I’ve only started wearing makeup a little over a year ago, and it’s really just cheek stain, powder and eye makeup. One of my officemates always puts on eyeliner and retouches during lunchbreak after we brush our teeth in the washroom. I guess that was the start of it. The companies I’ve worked in so far don’t really have a strict rule on attire, so on most days I still wear the clothes I wore in school (except for slippers, we only wear those under our desks).

I used to be averse to the idea of wearing makeup, because my previous experiences with having makeup done in salons (for JS prom, grad ball, debuts) weren’t really pleasant ones, particularly with eyeliner. Is it just me, or is it the life mission of makeup artists to put eyeliner into the innermost recesses of your eyelids? So, yeah. Part of the reason why I learned to put on makeup myself so I wouldn’t have to go through that kind of experience again.

I chose to concentrate on eye makeup because it’s the part of my face that needs a bit more…. POP. I have small eyes, and my line of work/studies keep me up really late so I like how makeup makes me look less sleepy or tired all the time. I use cream-based eyeshadow as a precaution against powder ones getting in my eyes and affecting my contact lenses.  Then I use lip and cheek stain just to give a bit of color to my face. I’m pale and flat-colored without it (no rosy-white glow, no matter how much Ponds I use). Also, I don’t need to buy a makeup brush to apply it (yeah I’m stingy like that).

Speaking of stingy, I don’t buy much. I don’t have makeup palettes or a collection of brushes. I don’t have foundation or concealer. All the makeup I have are less than 200 per item, and I wouldn’t even consider buying anything more expensive than that. Makeup for me isn’t a necessity, but it makes life just a little bit prettier.

054: The Sultan’s Daughter

We’ve had this bead necklace/headpiece for ages. I don’t even know where my mom got it, but I believe it’s from some Mindanao tribe. I remember moments from my childhood when I’d pretend to be a tribal princess wearing it and parading around the house. I’ve inherited a lot of accessories from my mother and I’ve disassembled most of them to make new ones because most of them are too bulky or simply don’t fit my style nor taste at all. But somehow I don’t have the heart to take this one apart, though I never really use it. Sentimentality wins again.

But, of course, after a serious shot, I couldn’t resist doing something goofy. LOL

053: Nón Lá-mpshade

This is a Vietnamese straw hat called a nón lá. I think it was bought by my dad when he was on a business trip in Vietnam (ages ago). It was once just lying around the house until we began using it as a lampshade for our ancient defunct lamp to replace its original shade. My mom made me hot glue on the orange ribbon as part of Christmas decorations a couple of years ago, but we never got around to taking it off.

As for the theme of the photo, I was thinking of a sort of sinister Asian character, but I don’t know. The orange fabric ribbon with pine cones isn’t exactly working for me. Hahaha. Actually I was unsure for the whole day as to what I was going to do so I just went about with my business of encoding and before I knew it it was past 11pm already. Good thing I suddenly remembered my 365 so I grabbed the camera, took the lampshade/hat on impulse, and directed the desk lamp at the curtains behind me. tadaa! Instant photo.

The best thing about this particular nón lá is the inside. It has pictures! I’m thinking those are the local TV idols or love team something. So much fun!

052: Coffee Break

I broke my coffee fast. I haven’t had a cup (or glass) since wednesday, but today I really couldn’t resist. My head is hurting and I badly need a comforting drink.

I wasn’t a natural coffee drinker. I do love the smell of it brewing and I like coffee-flavored things like hard candy and ice cream, but I wasn’t really into drinking it. The first real time I drank anything coffee-based was–believe it or not– Starbucks Mocha Frappuccino. I do remember that day clearly: I was sleeping over at my cousin’s place in Sucat and we (with her mother/my tita) went to the newly-opened Starbucks at Festival Mall (!!). This was a time when Starbucks wasn’t seen on every corner and its logo wasn’t printed on shirts bought in Tutuban; and Festival Mall was still the coolest mall because it had a roller coaster inside. I fell in love with the place from the moment the doors opened and a blast of coffee-infused air gave me a surprise attack. I ordered a “tall, Mocha Frappuccino” not exactly knowing what it was, except that it was a cold drink.

I LOVED IT

Everytime I had the opportunity I’d order just that at a Starbucks. Just imagine my joy when the SM North branch opened. High school was just at the back of that mall, so a huge chunk of my allowance went to Mocha fraps.

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Anyway, I digress. The point of the story is, I’m not really a coffee drinker. I prefer warm and iced coffee over piping hot ones, and when given the chance, I’d dump a truckload of sugar and cream in my cup (coffee connoisseurs cringe at the thought). Finally, coffee is more like comfort food for me. It’s not a physical perk-me-up, rather it’s an emotional one. And on this occasion, I’ll have coffee na lang, dear.

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p.s. I have a habit of putting my feet up whenever I can. :p LOL

051: All Work and No Play

It’s a weekend again! And I’m working again! For the past weeks I’ve been encoding bay sections for a friend. It’s quite a lot, and I’ve had to squeeze it in whenever I have free time in between plates and other schoolwork. Yesterday I even brought my laptop to school because I had an 11am-4pm break every Friday, and I didn’t want to just waste my time hanging around with nothing to do. So here I am back at work bright and early (but of course, not before taking a daily photo and posting it here :p haha). But it’s no biggie, I’m doing it for the money anyway. I just hope I can manage finishing it by the deadline.

050: You Make Me Shine

Shining, literally. I don’t have a habit of powdering my face or touching-up during the day, so powder only goes on in the morning and never again. LOL. Add to that my shiny-shimmery E.L.F. Blueberry duo eyeshadow cream and glittering Penshoppe Lip Gloss, I’m out to rival you, Mr. Sun!