4:15 pm, touchdown Manila. It is always a good thing to do some dramatic pose for touristy photos. At least, you can grab the moment and feel like you are in some kind of a movie wherein they take candid shots of you. haha! okay, I must be imagining too much. Well, credits to my mom though because she took most of my photos for this trip. Let's talk a little about my outfit, I chose a plain white V-neck shirt and a colored pants for this trip because I need comfort when I travel. Sometimes, it is not advisable to wear your nicest clothes in the airport because they have to check you up for a thousand times. I suggest you dress down and put on your comfiest clothes whenever you are in flight!
I just did not expect, NAIA has such humongous conveyor belts and got me really curious what would it be like to walk on those like in the runway of Louis Vuitton!
After we checked in in the hotel, we head straight to Mall of Asia (MOA) for dinner and to meet some of our relatives and that explains why I did not have time to change outfits. LOL!
I must say it is really huge, this is just one of the many facades of the mall and it seems like they had Mcdo, Jollibee, Starbucks, Krispee Kreme everywhere. It is too huge that you can just get lost if you don't take careful notes on the landmarks that you passed by. And if you are a shopaholic, you will love all their stores here. Though, they still don't have the famous US brands but UNIQLO, ZARA, DOROTHY PERKINS, TOPSHOP, FOREVER 21, STEVE MADDEN, ALDO, and many others will suffice your fashion cravings.
Oh wait, did I tell you I was invited to Philippine Fashion Week? Only, I forgot to bring my VIP pass! Hahahaa, lol joke! Actually, I only remembered that it was Philippine Fashion week last week and I was so excited to when I realized the event. Too bad, I wasn't able to take a closer view and a better photo of the Freego event (it is a local based brand of jeans) but I think this one will give you an idea of what happened. Imagine the thrill of being invited to a fashion event, I was hoping to see my favorite bloggers but I guess they were not there. I took some photos of both jeans for male and female because I love you guys this much. And I only want you to have the latest happening in the fashion world :)
This is the reception area for those who are invited in the fashion week, and they eve have some goodies for giveaways. Witnessing something like this with all people dressed up in their most stylish outfits, I can't help but picture myself going to these kind of events in the near future! hopefully, hopefully
By the way this is my beautiful mom, who tirelessly took photos of my outfits. I should thank her for letting me come with her in Manila.
We had Pizza for dinner and I am proud to say that I actually ate that salad for my appetizer this time. It taste just right, not as bad as I thought it would me-- makes me think that I should start eating more of it. Oh and another, thing I ordered my first ladies' drink ever! Haha. joke! If ever you have seen the series Jane by Design before, I usually see her ordering a drink called Shirley Temple and I thought it was like a margarita or something but when I saw it on the menu it was on the category under Juices which made me order it to try on. Well, Shirley Temple is an interesting name and an interesting taste but it doesn't suit me at all. It was more like drinking Tempra with sprite! But you guys can try it, maybe you'd like the taste.
My first night in Manila is definitely fun and enjoying, and I had a good rest too after the tiresome day! See you on my next post :)
As I am writing this blog, you should know that I am in a trance of Sam Smith's "Too Good at Goodbyes" and I have my new favorite coffee with me. Hence, anything written in this post could be in the midst of a heightened anger or a surge of overwhelming feeling.
But all the niceties aside, my point of writing is that I feel open and exposed. Lately, I have been learning the art of smiling and laughing out loud. Laughing at small things. Smiling at stupid situations and even at my own mistakes. Although for a person who has always been composed and my emotions bottled up, this is quite liberating.
Freely letting people in, in my life is a big leap of faith. I hate having too many human beings inside my small territory. I hate having people know my likes and dislikes because by then, I might have made an emotional investment and even creating connections with strangers. This is a part of growing up. Inevitable even. But I hate this transition period.
Every day, we are bombarded with stress. From our daily activities up to our own thoughts-- we can become so restless throughout the day. Today, in particular, is very disappointing for me. I was not in the mood for anything. I was not in the mood to wear my mask on and pretend to be that cheerful being who is carefree and happy.
Ever since I turned 23, I made this pact with myself to not care about the world anymore. I just do not care whether people like me or they hate me. And the last thing I would want to happen to me is to let this negativity run my day.
If there are some things that I would not spend more than five minutes on it, these would be:
1. My Current Mood
My moods are dictated by the tide. In the morning, I can be as hyper as I can or I can just be as emotionless as a stone. Whatever mood I am in, it usually lasts the whole day. I realize this is not a healthy habit at all.
If you woke up on the wrong side of the bed, find a way to switch the mood. It is not healthy f…
Sometimes opinionated, most of the times neutral. I am one of the few people who can keep everything neutral including my real thoughts. I often find my words misinterpreted by many. Either I have this weird tone when I speak or people just do not find me that amiable.
For years, I have been trying to adjust as to how I would want the world to see me. I tend to smile upon insults and rumors spread about me even if deep inside I am hurting. All for the sake of not being to hurt these people back. But eventually, I knew that I had to speak up. For the wrong words and for everything said about me. Even if that means having the world turn their back at me. Favorites
I never share my passion and my favorites. I find myself selfish in keeping these beautiful to myself. I feel like having people share the same likes and dislikes is too close for comfort. I do not want seeing people wearing the same clothes as me nor having the same perfume as me. Heck, I do not even want people doi…