Decisions, Decisions

My eldest cousin will be getting married this December, and although I’m not really a part of the wedding entourage, I’ve been raring to have a dress made especially for that occasion. I’m just so excited because this will be the first wedding of our generation. Every time I go to their wedding website and listen to their playlist, I always feel tears welling up in my eyes.

Another reason for my excitement is because it’s been years since I attended a wedding! The last one I went to was more than ten years ago. I was a kid then, and I didn’t really care about what I’d wear as I’d much rather stay at home.  This time around I’m still a kid but I do want to experiment with my clothes. :P

For the longest time, I’ve been wanting to have a one-shoulder dress and the wedding seemed like the perfect occasion to wear one. So I looked for the dress like the one I had in mind and chanced upon a one shoulder Halston Heritage.

It was perfect! It was something uncommon yet modern, and something decent enough to be worn at a church wedding. I immediately thought of fabrics and colors that I could have the dress sewn with. My mind was already at ease.

Until this happened.

PK102...

...is a difficult name to remember for a nail polish, but I’ve memorized it ever since I got my first bottle about two years ago. I learned from Rachel Zoe that nails should be painted with a pale or a deep color, so I memorized the names of the nail polishes that I prefer using for these. Don’t think that I’m a nail polish color snob, though, since I do occasionally wear m&m green/ bright yellow/ hot pink/ sky blue on my nails. It’s just as if to say that the pale and deep polishes are the basics for my fingernails.

This pearly pink nail polish is from The Face Shop, and it’s my go-to color when I want to evoke softness and femininity. When I was painting this on my nails the other day, I even listened to French songs sung by Carla Bruni for added effect. I felt as if I was just floating on air as I put the color on my fingernails.

Upon the first application, the color looks thin and streaky (see, I’m not really the best when it comes to putting on nail polish). I applied two more coats and applied a top coat when I had my desired opacity.

One particular thing that I like about this nail polish is when it hits the light, it sort of reflects teeny tiny blue shimmers. I don’t know if I’m making much sense. Just see for yourself if ever you get to use this nail polish.

Bluer than Blue

The other day while I was preparing my uniform, my mom told me to wear something else since we were going to a mini reunion later that evening. I was so excited to again be challenged to think of what to wear. Of course I had to wear something that wouldn't attract too much stares, especially from the HR. But I wanted it to be interesting and fun at the same time.

So I went blue on blue.

 

a hand-me-down blouse, a belt from a random mall, and another ring from Divi

blue Ferretti wedges

I don't know why my friend chose to give me this blouse since it's so comfortable, plus the color is so cool. And yes, my wedges have made a comeback.

And here's a shout out again to my friend Mia for taking and editing the photos. She's the greatest. :)

PS: For the record, blue is not my favorite color. :P

Christening

I wore these blue wedges for the first time two weeks ago when my boyfriend asked me to hang out with him and his family at a mall. I thought we were just going to have dinner and probably watch a movie, and figured that it wouldn’t hurt to break in my new shoes that day. When I met them though, they told me there was a change of plans. We were going to the banchetto at Ortigas instead (banchetto is a weekend midnight food market)!

I was psyched! It was my first time to go to a banchetto, and I’ve heard and read raves about it. On our way there it was raining and my shoes got a little wet, but I was fine. When we arrived there, though, it was a different story. I saw that the grounds were covered in gravel and sharp stones. Not very shoe friendly! However if I wanted to explore and eat I had to brave it. So I did.

At the end though I had to look at my shoes. There were plenty of scuff marks. When I flexed my left foot, the sole separated from the rest of the shoe. I sighed. At least all it would take to fix it is some super glue. And at least I got to familiarize myself with the workings of a banchetto.

I changed from my uniform to this:

Thrifted striped top, jeans from Giordano

blue Ferretti wedges

ring from my aunt

ring that I bought from Divisoria

BTW, the title is in reference to my shoes being "christened" after being worn for only one day. And since this is my first formal post, I take it as a welcome into the fashion blogging world.

PS: I'll look for better lighting and locations next time, haha. And thanks to my friend Mia for editing.

Hallo there!

I’ve gone to schools where uniforms are required. From nursery until college I spent my days walking in white blouses, blue skirts and jumper dresses, and black leather shoes of course (now that I think about it all of my uniforms were just variations of blue and white pieces). It was very limiting to the imagination but there wasn’t a choice back then but to get used to the fact that I had to wear uniforms.

So when I finally graduated from college and landed my first job, you could only imagine my thrill for finally having the freedom to wear anything that I want. But I learned though that I haven’t really eluded uniforms since after the regularization period every employee has to wear a uniform. Sigh. At least I had a few months to experiment and have fun with dressing up despite HR’s strict rules on corporate attire. Closed shoes were a must (meaning peep toe shoes weren’t allowed) and I would go to work in my not-so-corporate boots. I would receive stares from some officemates and even some people from the HR department, who fortunately didn’t question me on my choice of wearing a dress with brown knee high boots.

As of this writing, I am now in my uniform. I regret not having started this blog sooner, when I was still free to plan work outfits. Nonetheless, there are still those significant events, those weekends, those holidays, where I can still experiment with the skirt that will go with that shirt, or with the bag that will go with that dress. And I’m looking forward to those out of uniform days.