Since when did I become so rebellious? I don't know but the whole black parade just shows off a different side.I woke up and saw how gloomy it was and decided that I should just go with the weather. Well, if you feel comfortable in a t-shirt, why not?
There are two key pieces in my outfit today, it is the soccer-player like t-shirt and the black sandals. I think I saw Miley Cyrus and Adidas and Nike Models sporting on these kind of tees and I just find it so chic that I decided to do my take on this trend. As much as I want to be so stylish, I don't want to break rules so I have to settle with a plain black jeans. But it worked, right?
I hate how I find it hard to look fierce in my photos. I feel like there is a need to project more with dramatic eyes and dark lipstick. But I hate wearing make-up on daily basis, I feel like it is too much of a hassle for me. So I have (and you too) to deal with this! haha
Luckily, I found this spacious white wall where I can put a contrast to this all black outfit and definitely make a hit photoshoot. And we did!
What I love the most about the shoes is that it looks like what Chiara Ferragni usually wears in her outfit. At least, if I can't be like her, then I could just look like her! hahaha.
Mostly, I am proud of my efforts in dressing up now and having this #ootd because I miss blogging and I miss my ghost readers and fans (just let me think I have one :P)
This is for you guys, soon I will do better when I get the chance to have a shoot again with my friends :)
Thank you for the support and the never ending visits at speakandstyle :) much love from me, always ♥
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…