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CHERRYPICKINGS

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Fabulous doll, Fashion maven, Ever-Charismatic, Smart, The nicest person i've met, My Idol, My Friend...Lovi Poe with a Cherry on top. :P

I met Cherry back in '11, She was the new girl; one of the new trainees. At first, we didn't really knew each other and we were not properly introduced. I was already getting close and chatty to her co-trainee (whom is now one of our good friend Mike.). My first impression to her was, "This girl is a Stuck-up snob with a great wardrobe". We didn't become friends instantly, She was on my "Officemate List" coz' she was too quiet, more like timid. I remember she told me her first impression on me, she said i was the "Snob". Months later, I started to approach Cherry and call her "Idol", because you would never see her wearing an outfit twice as in NEVER. I always dreamt of a "Carrie Bradshaw" wardrobe and boudoir, and I swear Cherry has that. I think that's how we started to be friends.
I remember the time when i knew we were crushing on the same person. We were on a corporate event at that time, She and her group was really noisy cheering almost shouting on the half-naked guy. I was beside them so we started some small talk, Then, her friend told me she likes Eric I was like "Una syang naging akin hahaha." *He was mine first*, i couldn't forget that, that's how we started to talk. Now, the two of them has chemistry. Yes, she stole his heart. (He's better off with Cherry. I'm not ready for a Cute and Smooth guy like Eric haha. No Harm.) 

We love the same things may it be Fashion, Tasteful Photos, Movies and love for Books. I could say that we have different tastes but we still share the same nature. She taught me about Fashion Blogs, Lookbooks, the people behind the blogs and how to not be afraid with dressing up. She is the reason i was inspired to start my own blog. Yes, Chepay i'm so "Gaya-gaya Puto-maya" *hahaha*.

 There was this time that i was laughed at because of what i wore. She did not laugh. She understood. "I'ts okay, it's laidback, don't mind them." was what she said, because this is the first time in my life that i have a freedom to express myself through fashion that's why i'm still afraid to get laughed at and get CRAZY. I was really touched, i knew she'd understand.

She inspired me to open my eyes to a world I've dreamed, but dare not set foot in. She made me realize that i should not put myself in a box, and live life wherein someday i will not regret that i did nothing. I was a poet of outline sketch and words. I used to rhyme poems, doodle and design clothes. It was my dream to study in a school of fashion, which i had to forget because of the irrelevance from my major in college.

Most of all, I love Cherry as she is, a Great Friend to me, the nicest person i know. A pal that understands me and my sentiments even when it's bizarre. A chum whom listens to what i have to say and expresses her honest opinions. Literally a bookworm. The only people who lent me a book that has read about it was my aunt and Cherry. I've never met a person whom, i could relate myself to in every way. 

Her only flaw is the ability to send a message to the right person.Seriously.


P.S.

Dear Cherry,

                    B! Happy Birthday! I love you so much, I know you're happy now in every way. Don't let anybody say you don't deserve this, you've gone a long way. Time is not relevant to how much you could say that someone is your True friend. Because i knew from the moment we hung out, "This is gonna be a start of a Good and True Friendship." Physically present or not i know that we are Friends no matter what. Thank you for trusting me and having you as my friend is really an Honor. I wanna tell you that i look up to you not only on how you dress but how on you carry yourself and your ever "BONGGANG" Personality. How nice you are and understands everything no matter how hard it is to figure out. I also wanna take this opportunity to say that you're really bad at haggling *hahahaha* and please don't wear clothing that makes you stand out in the Wet Market  just there, but other than that you're good *hahaha*. Stay Awesome! Again B! I LOVE YOU <3 

Your Crazy, Schizo-Paranoid Friend,
Izza .


They say nothing lasts forever; dreams change, trends come and go, but friendships never go out of style. 
~ Carrie Bradshaw ~




A Taste of Country Side

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I have given my words of love to Manila, the beauty i have seen when i was a child. Described with inspiration of life within it. It's time i should give the town a chance.

On a lovely shining morning, My brother and i went for a drive to do some errands for Mom. I went with my brother because i thought that i should see more of this town. I don't usually go outside because i'm new and i don't have any friends.

No Traffic, No Problem.

October of 2011, I have decided to live here permanently. I was shocked, because i knew what i was going to lose. Leaving the old house in Manila was like letting go of memories and my childhood. The friends i made through the years will have this distinct gap from me. I just knew it would, It was devastating. To have a good outlook on my new habitat, i just thought "At least, i am going to be closer to my family." I need to get back to Mom, to make up for the time i was not there.


All in a day's work plus an extra service.

I wonder why after putting in the gas, they have to clean the windshield?. A part of the job maybe?. 


I was currently working in a company that is in Manila, I didn't consider to rent a room because i'm such a klutz. But, it did ran in my thought.

My Little Brother, always the driver, Always complaining.
 Ever since i came to the province, My dad taught me how to drive. I could say that i could run a vehicle at 40mph like a "Turtle". I didn't get a license because i had no time.

Lack of vehicle.
 This man was walking on a rough road with only his bag and an umbrella, On a hot, sun streaked road. In this part of our trip it was really hard to look for a ride, it was all grasslands and meadows. 


Enter anew with an unknown expectation.
 Astonished, i am still. Every moment i wander off to this town there would always be a surprise. Everytime i would always feel like i'm living in a teeny tiny world. I like it here but i still miss my Hometown.

Woods.

Frolic into the meadows, Have fun within a paradise. The sun rises and never fades.


Beautiful. A glimpse of another world, all pristine. Though, i'm not used to this. I am used to structures, fixtures, vehicles and a never-ending flow of humans. 
Somewhere along the Road.
I thought of the things why i was here. Focusing on the good sides. My parents went to look for a new home, for the good of the family. For business and to get away from the havoc of the City. It is quite nice to live here, though i cannot just forget the whole 19 years i've spent in my City. It is peaceful here, too quiet for me.

Dreamy Lane.
 I've told a story about how i am affected to my surroundings. We were at the end of our destination, I dazed on this road full of trees. It was like drawn from a painting, I felt like i was dreaming. 

Chain of Talking.
Most of the times i spend my time browsing the World wide web. In a way, i don't feel so lonely being alone  in my place. I am relieved the connection to acquaintances was not entirely cut off. I could still talk to the people close to me, not physically present but at least i'm always here.

Ghost Mall.
 I saw this local Mall and awe-strucked how much empty parking spaces it has. I've seen the insides of it, Not so bad i say. This place has just less people that's all.

Getting water old school.
Potable water is essential in this world. At Present, water is not free anymore. I saw this old man, getting water from a pump. It's really unusual for me to see a working pump because everything is all faucet nowadays. It was nice to see one at the same time i knew there are a lot of those here.

Sanctuary.
 A homeless man in front of a church. Awe at the moment, he was shouting at everybody saying gibberish. I thought it was a cry for help.

Acceleration.
 Shot at this guy on a bike. I think he should pay me for capturing this one. The shot was awesome ain't it?

On my way home.
This looks like a car commercial with wide space and awesome scene. The nice things here are these moments. The fresh air, lots of trees, variety of beauty in a new perspective. 

I'm Looking at the world through a rose colored glasses.
I promised a levitation right?. So this one was in the middle of a highway road that my brother unwillingly captured. I told him since i didn't receive any gift from him this is the next best thing. I will look for places to do levitation it's just a bummer that i can't get anyone to press on a shutter.

Living here, every moment was new, i'm not used to. But, i'll try to make the most out of.
No matter where i am, I will make it Colourful.

Oktoberfest

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October,  is the tenth month of the year in the Julian and Gregorian Calendars and one of seven months with a length of 31 days. The eighth month in the old Roman calendar, October retained its name (from the Latin "octo" meaning "eight"). Celebration of trick or treating or as they call it Halloween to Americans and Europeans, Teacher's Day, from Spongebob Squarepants "Leif Erikson Day". As for the Germans it's Oktoberfest  or "die Weisn"

I never liked the taste of beer, i just don't like it that's why i don't drink alcohol. I don't know why people love it so much in spite of the horrible taste. From my understanding, Alcoholic beverages such as Beer made from ethanol and barley is a motor depressing agent which could make you "Tipsy" or "Woozy". It affects your movement making you limited of fast movements except for falling. 

The alcoholic strength of beer is usually 4% to 6% alcohol by volume, but it may be less than 2% or greater than 25%. Beers having an ABV of 60% (120 proof) have been produced by freezing brewed beer and removing water in the form of ice, a process referred to as "ice distilling".
Though, Beer is part of the drinking culture of various nations and has acquired social traditions such as beer festivals, pub games, and pub crawling. It is still frowned upon society because of its availability to minors; intoxicating effects leading to Alcoholism, Alcohol Withdrawal and Crimes.
On a lighter note, in some Culture Beer is the source of bonding with friends and family.It is what starts a conversation, friendship or asking someone out. As they say "Let's Drink to that!." Family occasions are never without alcoholic beverages. One would know that there is a celebration when you see them with an ice cold, frothy mug. Even just watching the sports channel in a bar or just hanging out with friends, Beer is always present.
In some way i do like Beer, how it keeps everybody close, in parties and how it makes the world smaller.
Top: Biker Jacket; Divisoria; Oktoberfest shirt; Thrift Shop
Bottom: High-waist shorts; Thrift Shop
Accessory: Red Belt; Divisoria
Shoes: Converse


"You can't be a real country unless you have a beer and an airline. It helps if you have some kind of a football team, or some nuclear weapons, but at the very least you need a beer. 
Frank Zappa"


Roses on a Paved Street

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Living in a busy city is not much of tough life. Some grow up to be a tough cookie, Some grow up, leaves and live in another city or country. I myself was forced to leave my hometown "Manila", My parents wanted me to live in another city because they believe that Manila was too crowded, too chaotic and no place for a business. After graduation i left Manila, but my heart will always belong to that place.

Have you ever felt that you are destined to grow old in a particular place? Mine was Manila. Manila is not so perfect but that's what i love about it. Perfectly Imperfect, One has to have wits to survive. It is where history of my country took form, The Capital, Bustling commerce and some of the most historically and culturally significant iconic landmarks in the country. Manila is also home to many scientific and educational institutions, numerous sport facilities, and other culturally and historically significant venues. The place where i was born. 

This is the place where you could get a lot of inspiration, There are a lot of stories to tell, A face of culture. Significant to the whole world, She may not be a help to Science or a Beautiful sandy beach. but, she had experience, bigger than knowledge and that is her beauty.

I've seen how unfortunate people live off the streets, Some beg for scraps and change and Some are driven off to crime. Life is Hard that is Reality. That motivated me to strive for a better life. I learned from its mistakes and celebrated what a wonderful place it is. 

As of now, i visit Manila and wander off to my favorite places,Visit my friends and relatives. Everything about it was a big influence to me, how i act, think, speak and haggle. I remember running around there when i was a kid with a dirty "Madungis" face. Going to Manila Zoo with my Lolo and Cheered with the Noisiest New Year's Eve.

Manila is not a place for everyone, but you can definitely learn from it, It just takes some getting used to. I will always Love Manila good or bad. It is my Home. 
I went to Manila for an important arrangements which i failed to accomplish that day. So, i just rome and enjoyed the visit.
Top: Black Long Sleeves
Bottom: Rose Pattern Leggings; Thrift Shop
Bag: Studded Bag; Divisoria
Shoes: Red Flats

Everyone need a sanctuary, someplace where they can stop, breathe and realize who they are and how good life is.

Love is not a feeling, It is an Action.

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"Love is not a feeling, but an Action", I learned this from my professor in Anatomy. He said "It is natural for Lovers to be passionate in the early stage of the Relationship, if that is not True Love eventually heat will pass, Spark will no longer sting.". Every relationship is not measured by 2 years or higher, if you have withstood the test of time, that is when you have proven to the world that your Love to each other is Real.  "Love at its earliest stage comes into Passionate love; intense longing, and is often accompanied by physiological arousal (shortness of breath, rapid heart rate); Companionate love is affection and a feeling of intimacy not accompanied by physiological arousal." Companionate Love is something rare and true, when every passion to both people has gone, but still has Love and Friendship.
My Professor was teaching us about how the Nervous System works, he bumped in to the part about Human Mental Activity. According to books "People that falls In Love releases pheromones like Dopamine, Norepinephrine, and Serotonin, which similarly acts like Amphetamines, stimulating our Brain's Pleasure Center leading to increased Heart Rate, Loss of Appetite, and Sleep, and intensifies excitement.". Which means that Emotions are primarily controlled by our Brains. Likewise, in pain caused by Love. All of these are from our minds which we could overcome if we really want to.
Most of Humans are not rational when mixed with deep emotions. We couldn't think properly because we are messed up by our own body, and Memories plays a great part among Heartbreaks. Unfortunately, a person whom has been in love and had a heartbroken couldn't just say that everything's gonna be alright, No, It is hard for a person to properly reason out things; and also be understood to those whom haven't experienced it. A person whom hasn't felt pain from a broken heart could easily rationalize every situation; and what is to be done that is why sometimes it is a lot easier to advise others to move on, not to think too much and to not pick up the phone. Even, The psychologist and writer Dorothy Rowe recounted that she thought of heartbreak as an empty cliché until she experienced it herself as an adult.

The Brain is above the Heart. God had a purpose why he put it there, Meaning, we have to use Rationalization with Emotions. Never make decisions if you are in extreme emotion, When you think that you're extremely Happy just pause for 1 minute and think before making choices. Noggin's should always be put to use as well as feelings in balance. We always look for Happiness; some found it, and some are still looking. The potential to find that true happiness is in us all the time, we just have to look for it even in the little things in Life. 
This is what i wore on the day of that memorable Lecture. I wasn't close to that Professor but he made a scientific impact to me. Love is not just a cliche', It is an experience that moves us to many major Life-changing decisions.

Tops: Polka Dotted Top; Divisoria
Bottoms: D.I.Y. Acid Washed Denim
Bag: Stud embellished Bag; Divisoria
Shoes: Red Flats; Divisoria

Tabula rasa

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A day of farewell to a place i had been, a place of reality. I was in Makati to arrange a very important rendezvous. I wanted to arrange this before my class takes over all of my time. I left the building and looked at the time 10:00am. It was way too early for me to go home. By the way, no one knows i went here. I can't go home at a time where everyone thinks i was at school, "but where would i go?". 


Another Adventure with a trusty shoes.

 I'm technically broke. If i had money it'd be easy. I'd go to Manila, Tutuban, 168, Thrift Shop to my friends' place there were a lot of options if only i had cash. Unfortunately, i only had 200.00 bucks in my wallet. What a poor thing.*sigh*

A Rainy day. Path to home Nowhere.
Then, i thought why not do Street Photography? And so i did. At First i was really shy, My very scandalous camera kept on making noises while taking shots. Which made my models looked towards me which was not my intention. 

An Old Lady caught my eye, she was alone. It really was peculiar that she would be in a big busy city alone. Maybe, she has somewhere to go. I actually chased her to get a perfect shot, and oh my!, she was bothered and had a disturbed face on.

A man less of a care in the world.
This Man was walking on the road where i caught his photo. He couldn't care less if i was shoving a camera at his face. I did not hesitate to take his photo. He just walked.
In a Corporate World.
The lady in front of waiting station for Jeepneys. She was selling cigarettes and candies. I saw her texting and i thought she seemed nice. In a place of big hotshots, She was making a living from a small business all on her own. An Entrepreneur of another nature. When i took her picture she too had a disturbed look towards me then, looked away. It was mostly because of my scandalous camera noise.

Philippine National Railways
My mind still nowhere of a place to go. I saw P.N.R. and thought "I will go to Alabang!.". P.N.R. has too much diversity to pass up, too many inspiring story to tell. I hopped on at 10:15am, the schedule for the next train is at 10:35am. I had plenty of time to look around.
Walk and Walk then, Talk to myself. My way of seeking professional opinion.*haha*
I started to startle some people. but some stayed normal like no one was being obnoxious. I was thinking of approaching my subjects and ask them if it would be alright if i take photos out of  politeness. But, i thought it wouldn't look natural wouldn't it?
I wanted it to look Au Naturale.

Reality of a Better Life; Stop, Look, and Listen.
Stop to reflect, Look for your purpose, Listen to everyone but always Listen to God.

Muse of Youth.
I made a B&W street photography. I thought that using monochrome, bared the innate souls within each individual. A fresh look, seeking a dramatic and meaningful side of the subject. Beautiful, Simple and Bold.
It was like a bustling sight of people rushing to their destination.
I was curious on what they were thinking about me. I wanna know if they wanna know what i was doing. I think some of them were anxious. I didn't let the staring affect me. I just let them do their thing and try to look for beautiful inspiration to take picture. If i'd get a job as a paparazzi, i think i'd get fired. *haha*

A Champion of Wisdom, an inspiring sight.
I was in awe when i saw this Old Man, he was just there sitting straight. Looking at the window across him. Thinking deep? Maybe. I do not know, i will never know. I sensed an aura of mystery down to his glasses. I saw on his ear a cotton plug so i thought he wouldn't mind if i take a picture of him.

A dog gone day.
I hope they didn't think that i was some kind of a crazy person that would track them down, that would be just hilarious. The busy bees reminded me of  the Japanese on trains always on a phone and it really was spacious much like in the bullet trains.
T'was a day to day journey.
I've been thinking of a full Photography dedicated blog so i came up with this. I haven't gone out for awhile and this opportunity was a Blast!. I was really inspired with the Street Photography and i would do it again with a bigger camera. I just have to find a way to be more careful. 

Tabula rasa term in Latin equates to the English "blank slate" a word i learned when i was in Psychology 101. A word i could not forget, somehow it got to me. Maybe, i could relate myself a bit to a Blank slate because i knew that i still have a lot to learn. Or maybe because i am always hungry for knowledge. As a Blank slate we have to rely on everyday experience to fulfill the void in our consciousness. Street Photography relates to that slate that something existing in its original pristine state. No one has to act in a way to impress anyone because everyone is engaged in their own world. nothing new, just simple as it is.
 Less words and let the Photos speak for itself.

D.I.Y. Distressed Puple-Blue Ombre Shorts

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I had a pair of jeans that is a Long Shorts that looks like you'd be struck by lightning if worn. It was too long to be a short shorts and too short to be a pants. I've worn this once and didn't redo it 'till now. This was the kind of shorts that was so not flattering you'd literally wanna make it as rag or worst burn it. It made me look like i had bigger thighs and made me look short  I didn't took its picture because when i do D.I.Y.'s it would be unplanned and out-of-the-blue much like my Lookbooks.  My Mom gave the shorts to me from her R.T.W.'s. She used to sell branded clothes that came from the factory with little damages *very much unnoticeable* at a very low low price. The perks of having a mom whom sells clothes was i get to have *guess what?* New Stuff!.

When i was a very little girl i loved having a lot of clothes options, I remember when mom scolded me because i was hiding an item in my closet that was for sale. There began my love for style, i'd always dream of a room full of Clothes and Shoes, "Just like a Mall!" i would say. Since then i started to get inspired with the new trends and tried to mimic the look, but never really got it, I was a kid, give me a break. Then, i asked my mom to buy me this and buy me that. I realized that the stylish clothes are the expensive ones. I would always envy the rich kids in nice, expensive garments on Christmas day where everyone would be dolled-up. I grew up realized that there so much more you can do with "Tiangge" Cheap Garments and "Ukay" Thrift Clothes. An endless style at a price you can't resist, i became a regular to Chinese Malls like 168 Mall, Tutuban Mall and of course Ukay-Ukay. I became aware that you didn't need to be rich to have style, You need to have an Eye to create style and very convincing haggling power.

I didn't know about D.I.Y.'s until this year, Sad right? and to think i love art and fashion. Forgive me. I have neglected my passion for those for quite awhile, that is why i am trying to get back up and be as expressive as i can be. Express myself through my lens and my threads. I came up with the Ombre shorts because i am loving the whole gradient colours and acid wash. I will try to think and look for more creative ways to modify clothes.



What to you need do:
  1. Fill the bucket with warm-hot water, a tbsp of laundry detergent and a handful of salt.
  2. Soak the shorts completely in the water. Ring out excess water and remove.
  3. Fill a measuring cup with 2 cups hot water and the whole package of Dye. Stir until completely dissolved.
  4. Pour in ¼ cup of the dye mixture into the bucket. Submerge half of the denim into the dye bath up to the point where you want the ombre fade to start. Let soak for 10 minutes. Ring out excess liquid and remove. Add another ¼ cup dye to the bath and submerge half of the shorts again, this time with a few less inches in the bucket. Soak 5 minutes. Ring out excess liquid and remove. Repeat 3 more times, adding ½ cup dye to the bath each time, and soaking for 5 minutes.
  5. Rinse your newly dyed shorts with cold water until it runs clear (excess dye has been removed). Let air-dry.
  6. To get the full “fade” effect and blend the visible lines dividing each color shade, I then hand-washed the jeans in cold water.
Tops: Studded Tee; Divisoria
Bottoms: D.I.Y. Distressed Purple-Blue Ombre Shorts; Freego
Shoes: Snakeskin Flats; Divisoria

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