Term break

Greetings, losers who probably aren't even on their term break yet, sipping on pina coladas by the bomb ass beach and chillaxing every single day! Well, okay, I'm not at the beach and I've never tasted a pina colada in my life, but I am on term break and I am chillaxing! Awwww yeeeeeehhhhh! My break started with a bang! I got home to my house from the dorm, crashed on my bed and literally started crying from sleep deprivation and exhaustion. Yeeeee booiiiiii! Okay, give me a break! I had not slept in 36 hours then just studying for my Literature finals. But that's all behind me now! I am now dedicating my life (read: 3 weeks) to whatever the fuck I want. Nothing can stop me from consuming 10 donuts a day or drinking scotch at 8am or burning my required readings (all things I would never do, but I would if I could). Speaking of 10 donuts, I don't even feel the LEAST bit guilty when I eat excessive crap, because I DESERVE [need] THIS [to keep me sane].

Okay, so my break just started the other day, but I've already finished season 1 of Breaking Bad. It is so great and it's a bit dragging at the start, but I am so thrilled for my season 2 download to finish (which will be NEVER because something is up with our wi-fi connection). Right now, kids are playing and screaming outside my house and I haven't thrown rocks at them! I'm fighting the urge to lock them up in a basement, but I haven't done it yet! That's how good I feel about this break.

All these good feelings make me want to give back. You know I don't wear half of what's in my closet? I'm thinking of selling it and giving proceeds to charity or something, but it's so hard, because I don't trust anyone. My English professor's friend is heavily involved in one of our local non-government operated charities and she claims that a lot of the profit doesn't actually go into helping anyone. So, let it be known that right now, I am promising not to fuck up my life so that one day I will help people. And maybe you might be saying "grrrrrlll please the only things you talk about are thousand dollar shoes" but fuck you all I will succeed and make this world a better place!

I think that's a bit much for a blog post so I'm ending this now. I suck at this, I never have any pictures, but trust me, my photography skills are horrifying and my face is worse, so just enjoy these black marks on your screen!

Adios! Time for me to get back to relaxing!

Paris SS12

You know, I'm the kind of person who always saves the best for last, but man, after a month of catching up with countless new collections, it gets pretty exhausting. Fashion month has finally come to a close, and just in time for my finals! Paris is always my favorite and this season was no exception. I'll try to see if I can fit all of my favorites in one post.

See the photos and reviews after the jump!

Forever Young

Let's take a breather from the fashion month craziness. My internet is being uncooperative and the PFW photos are taking forever to load. I'm on my bed in my underwear lazy as hell so I decided why not just update this thing? Here's a more personal post.

Last Friday, one of my closest friends, Therese, celebrated her 19th birthday at Distillery, Fort. Before that, though, we had dinner at her place with her family. The food was so great, as per usual, because Therese's mom cooked it! As usual, all the girls were extremely late (They have the term like Filipino time which means not on time, give or take 10 to 20 minutes. Barbie time is an hour or two).

Taking photos outside the Arenas residence (Fonzy, I, Ana, Gab, Tina, Czar & Ron)

After dinner, we headed to Distillery where we did not find anywhere within a mile to park! We ended up having to walk, me in 5 inch heels. A few meters in and the rain starts pouring like mad and we end up needing to make a run for in.

I, Tina, Karlos outside Distillery

Faith & I. Do we really look like twins?

With Therese's blockmates + Czarron

It looks like I've twisted Raph's body into an unnatural shape

My mom's reaction upon seeing this photo on Facebook: "Ah!!!! Czar!!!!!"

The pictures don't really say much aside from "HELLO BOOBS" and "I DO NOT OWN A COMB" but this really was one hell of a fun night. Granted, I fell to the floor twice and I grabbed a long haired man and called him Ana, it was still pretty kick ass. Also, my one fear turned out to not come true: my boobs stayed in place even without the help of a bra. Yay!

Happy birthday to the extremely pretty Therese Arenas! ♥

Outfit: Channeling D&G with the leopard print corset (bought online); Studded black shorts (Chatuchak, Bangkok); Miu Miu knowck-off heels (Forever 21)

Milan's Best

I'm not sure what it is that makes me not go gaga over this season's collections. Maybe because I'm not getting any sleep from juggling fashion month and academic hell month. School will be out in a few weeks and everything is just piling up like mad. You know when they interview fashion people and they talk about how when they were younger they didn't do so well in school, because they were too ~artistic for that shit? Well, it doesn't sound as poetic in real life. I'm flunking French and Theology. Merde! Oh well, here's some fashion to lighten up the mood.