A lot of photos and a lot more babbling

I recently stumbled upon a scan of an editorial from American Vogue June 2004. It was shot by Miesel.



I don't think I'll ever forget this just because it's in my first ever copy of Vogue. I used to show that photo to my Mom saying "Where can I find this??" referring to the clothes worn by Daria and the other girl. I recall watching The Devil Wears Prada and hearing Stanley Tucci give that speech about how he was a small town kid who dressed funny and read Vogue all day and now he's a success in the industry. I just kept thinking "I'm a small town girl (not really, but this country is pretty jank so that counts)! As a kid I always dressed weird (I would like to thank my Mom and Dad for not forcing me into a pink dress when I wanted to do denim on denim at 6 years old even though I looked ridiculous)! But I never really got much influence from high fashion." I think that's why I was so ridiculous looking for the most part of my life. My fashion inspirations came from Britney Spears and the Spice Girls. Whenever a photo of me from those days pops up, I just say I was trying out a trend and failed in epic proportions.

I know people always talk about how terrible this generation is and yada yada, but I think that if you're a kid right now, you're extremely lucky. I could never get my hands on a copy of Vogue at 7 (P600 for a magazine? Out of the question). Heck, I can't even afford to buy one now! It was only in 5th grade that I got a hold of my first Vogue and in 7th grade when I started watching fashion shows (Thank you to cable and Fashion TV) and in high school when I discovered the wonderful people who will scan their magazines for you and the rest of the world to enjoy. Fashion loving kids, appreciate the internet and get inspired by what it offers! It is going to save you from many a fashion faux pas!

Naturally, in traditional Chelsea fashion, we have deviated so far from the point that we're on Abell 1835 IR1916 (look it up, big boy). I started this post, because I just want to show you guys these eds that I really enjoyed when I was a wee bit younger (Not younger younger because I had no means then, just younger as in 3 or 4 years ago). I think it's because I just wanted to bring back some feelings from those days when I was just discovering the beauty of high fashion. You know when you find something - maybe your old backpack in 3rd grade or an old watch - you just get a wave of nostalgia, but no concrete memories from that time? Well this is what looking at these photos makes me feel. I know that sounds like I'm being overly sentimental over pretty girls in pretty dresses, but it's true! I guess you could say they're my favorites.

PS. I've realized I don't enjoy eds that don't show the clothes. Always there would be these blurred photos or naked girls and I just think what? I think it's because I am a total noob at photography so I wouldn't be able to judge anything but the styling and clothes on the ed. I really wish I could fully appreciate every aspect though. Anyway enjoy these eds with mostly color and couture (I'm a more is more kinda girl).

Couture Memoirs by Paolo Roversi | Vogue Italia Spet 07

The Vagaries of Fashion by Miles Aldrige | Vogue Italia Sept 07

Paris, Je t'aime by Steven Meisel | Vogue US Sept 07

In Your Dreams by Sebastian Faena | V Summer 2008

Immaculee by Miles Aldrige | Numero #83 2008

The Handmade's Tale by Tim Walker | Vogue USA Feb 06

So, did you some memories come flooding back to you after browsing those eds? A lot of mine did!

Unintelligible rambling

1. I was just on tfs trolling the forums (duh! what else does one do there?) and reading the comments of all these people getting so sassy and emotional about their favorite models and designers. I snickered in class when my classmate said Prada was a French brand. I physically cringe when someone mispronounces a label (trust me, it happens a lot). I am Elitist Fashionista™ personified, but I don't think I'm anywhere near these members on tfs. I mean, these are the people who failed to sleep soundly that night they saw Lady Gaga wear that vintage Versace. These are the people who wept in despair when they saw Dior Fall 2011 HC. Also all these people keep discussing collections from 1996 and they're my age!!! We were fucking toddlers!!! I just... The point of this is that I am in actual real awe of people's love for fashion and I wish to be like them, because hey, it's not like I actually spend my time now saving the whales or doing stem cell research. Completely turning my life over to fashion won't be that much of a stretch. Also, it'd be great to actually be magnificent and knowledgeable of something rather than just being mediocre at a bunch of things and I would want it to be something I love. Am I right or am I right smack in the middle of a teenage crisis? It's the former, I hope.

2. In other news: fashion week schedule is out! S/S shows are my favorite shows to watch, mainly because I can't ever imagine owning clothes from F/W as, in this country, the sun would probably shrink itself, come to earth, stand 3 inches away from me and laugh at my face if I ever even thought of wearing a parka in Manila. *btw, I hear parkas will be the staple this season at fashion week*

3. I really wish to shift courses. I am an English Literature major and I don't even like reading all that much, at least not enough to study it for four years and probably work my whole life as something that has to deal greatly with books. I've realized I like reading for the same reason I like movies: I enjoy being in a different world. It's basically the story that sells to me and what's important to me is how involved I get in it. I don't know, man. I just seem to want to turn my life upside down. Like, I was 16 when I made that decision, how does anyone expect me to stick to it?

4. I don't know why my roommates don't like me much. I mean, they don't hate me. They just... Okay, so whenever they need to borrow like a pen or something, they're going to ask everyone in the room and I'd be the last resort. I don't wanna like chat with them al the time or be besties or some shit, just because I hate small talk and all that, but it's just bothersome, because I have done my best to be really nice, but still they don't feel comfortable with me! What is it that I do wrong? Honestly, I am curious, because I thought I was being all friendly. Okay, so I don't ask how their day was and I don't talk much, but that's me and if they do enjoy talking, what have I ever done to make them feel like I am not open to listen? :( This is actually not even about my roommates, because I don't mind if they don't talk to me as long as they keep their hands off my shit and the bathroom clean, but they've proven to me that people feel like I'm hostile or something. So when the time comes that I actually want people to talk to me, they won't, because I give off that vibe! I feel like one day I'm going to be so desperate I'll end up buying a dummy just so I can practice my social skills.

5. I colored my hair Creamy Beige by Prettia. It's brown. Uh, I don't know how else to describe it. It's like a medium brown that turns semi-orange, not red, when hit by the light.

So that's that. I just felt like I needed to update this thing. I've been meaning to for the longest time. Last Sunday when I was all wallowing in my sadness as per usual, I had so much material, but my bitch of a maid decided to infiltrate my room and I couldn't send her out, because my Mom would be like "what's wrong, why are you angry again blah blah blah blah!!!!!" agh!!!!!! just leave me alone!!!!!!!!!!

okay wow, that got out of hand fast. Anyway, goodbye!

for women who are ‘difficult’ to love

"you are a horse running alone
and he tries to tame you
compares you to an impossible highway
to a burning house
says you are blinding him
that he could never leave you
forget you
want anything but you
you dizzy him, you are unbearable
every woman before or after you
is doused in your name
you fill his mouth
his teeth ache with memory of taste
his body just a long shadow seeking yours
but you are always too intense
frightening in the way you want him
unashamed and sacrificial
he tells you that no man can live up to the one who
lives in your head
and you tried to change didn’t you?
closed your mouth more
tried to be softer
prettier
less volatile, less awake
but even when sleeping you could feel
him traveling away from you in his dreams
so what did you want to do love
split his head open?
you can’t make homes out of human beings
someone should have already told you that
and if he wants to leave
then let him leave
you are terrifying
and strange and beautiful"

Warsan Shire

Here comes the bride

Have you ever seen a collection that has brought you close to tears or maybe, like in my case, a heart attack?



I am not one who likes to imagine her wedding day, but after looking at these dresses, I can't stop imagining it. I am going to pass out from the beauty that is this collection.

No words.......