I miss shopping for real clothes.
It’s been 4 weeks of summer class and due to PE, all I wear is shorts and shirts - everyday, all day. 4 weeks of just shirt and shorts for me? That’s a rare sight in a regular sem. It was less budget-hassle because I didn’t need to buy new blouses, but at this point in time, I miss it.
Good thing summer class is ending soon and the regular sem is coming up. The actual Kyna look will be back, hihi ;)
better than disappointment,
and you look like heartbreak
when you’re walking away.”
How To Own A Smartphone And Still Be Human
This a very good read. Read on :)
I was in a bar last week with a bunch of friends and something made me to look up from my iPhone for a second. What I saw kind of bummed me out. Everybody under 30 was staring at their phones. Hot person sitting right across from you? Eh. Instagram’s better. Bachelor party for your homie? Better Facebook that shit! And by ‘Facebook that shit,’ I mean sit around in a quiet circle with 10 other people telling everybody who’s not there how much fun you are having. I tried have a real-life conversation with some of the people there, but gave up when when they kept checking their phone mid-sentence, probably to see if anybody had liked their new status about a really deep conversation they were having with some attractive guy named Austin at this great bar they just checked in at.
And we’ve all been there. Go to a concert or restaurant or the park or a rodeo, and look around. You’ll get bummed out. I promise that most people will either be staring at their phones or showing something on their phone to somebody else. And that’s just not how humans are supposed to act. Humans are supposed to have conversations with one another. They are supposed to look at the world, take it in, and deal with it. They are supposed to experience things and feel things and create things, not just read about them. I want to get better at this. At the same time, I really like my iPhone and my Facebook profile and neither of those are going anywhere any time soon.
In the interest of trying to not be a robot and also not Amish, here are 3 tips for being human and owning a smartphone.
I know summer is ending, but not today, not yet tomorrow. I am dying to wear my new summer hat out on the beach! I want one last beach trip before my college senior year begins.
Speaking of hats, I found this blog post from {The Effortless Chic}, 12 Ways to Wear a (Summer) Hat
I wanted to share with you all my current favorite spring accessory: the hat. It’s versatile, chic, but best of all, it is the perfect camouflage for a less than stellar hair day. Pair it with your favorite sunnies and lip color and your set! To get you started, here are 12 great ways to rock your new headgear:
With a little black dress…
With easy, slouchy pants…
With a bright dress…
With soft neutrals…
With your favorite cotton dress…
With shorts and a great top…
ONE / TWO / THREE / FOUR / FIVE / SIX / SEVEN / EIGHT / NINE / TEN / ELEVEN / TWELVE
Hindi thursday pero may throwback ako. I really miss these guys. Almost 3 years na rin pala ito. Tagal ko nang di nakakapunta sa UPLB.
Stars
Fun.
Stars - Fun.
This growing old is getting old
I often find myself here thinking
About the birds, the boats, and past loves
That flew away or started sinking
And it’s crazy here without you
I used to think this all was ours
We stay up late debate
On how we find our way
You say, “It’s all up in the stars”
Well, some nights I rule the world
With bar lights and pretty girls
But most nights I stay straight
And think about my mom, Oh God
I miss her so much
And there are people on the street
They’re coming up to me
And they’re telling me
That they like what I do now
And so I tried my best when I took the fall
And get back right up and get in your arms
If you’re out here why do I miss you so much?
I feel like I had it all
Back before I lost it all
Now I just wait for you to talk to me
But you won’t even look at me, baby
And I’ve been saying that you
You’re always holding onto stars
I think they’re better from afar
Cause no one is going to save us
Oh, and me
Well I am fading in the dark
So don’t you ever kiss me
Don’t you wish on me
Why can’t you see
That no one’s going to save us?
…
I just need a helping hand
I close my eyes and think about tomorrow
It never came true
It came true
It never came true
Break it. Smash it. Watch it go up in flames. Tear it apart. Dig your nails deep into it. Watch its blood flow like a network of arteries down your arms. Make its blood drip from your elbows and listen to its almost silent splash as it hits the floor. Stare at it in disgust. Take a knife and stab it once. twice. again and again until your arm screams in exhaustion.
And then you’ll realize that it’ll never be enough to make up for the seemingly endless searing pain it caused you.
She’ll turn their heads but not their hearts.
It’s a safe assumption that Gatsby fever has wholly consumed the media. At one point, I thought to myself, “…isn’t it really contrived to do the same roundup post that everyone else is doing? If we’re going to write about ‘Gatsby style’, can’t we do better that that?” Yes, Gatsby the movie is the kind of cinematic eyeful that aesthetes will marvel over, re-living in screen-caps for years to come. And by golly, is Leo just devastatingly handsome, or what? The movie is brilliant in the sense that it shines so brightly you cannot help but linger on it’s beauty - and who doesn’t love a good artistic reinterpretation, especially at the grandiose fingertips of Baz Luhrmann? But we’re teetering on the edge of over saturation here, aren’t we? Lest we not forget, long after the movie has lost it-s big-screen glitter, we’re left with where it all came from - a classic book from an enduring literary talent.
1. Rhinestone Flapper Headdress, Leslie Hindman Auctioneers 2. 1920’s Sage Green Lace Flapper Dress, 1stdibs 3.Long Cigarette Holder, Etsy 4. 50’s Silver Fox Tiered Stole, 1stdibs 5. 20’s Diamante Beaded Purse, Etsy 6. Limited Edition patent-leather bound book, Graphic Image
{by The Love List}
(via lovequotesrus)
Save Rock and Roll (feat. Elton John)
Fall Out Boy — Save Rock and Roll
“I need more dreams
And less life
And I need that dark
In a little more light
I cried tears you’ll never see
So fuck you, you can go cry me an ocean
And leave me be
You are what you love
Not who loves you”
(via psych-facts)
It didn’t occur to me like that. I have made a change. Is this for the good or for the bad? It seems bad. But it’s normal. It’s natural. It’s change.
Finally met the mother too. :)
Can’t wait for season 9. I love you HIMYM! :D
By
Model Cameron Russell’s amazing TEDTalk “Looks Aren’t Everything. Believe Me, I’m A Model” where she talked about how many unfair advantaged she’s gained in life because she’s a tall, thin, pretty white woman.
Being a model isn’t a career you earn or something you go to school for. In probably the most powerful moment of her talk, Russell says that she became a model because she won a “genetic lottery” — she didn’t earn it. Why go through life getting things you didn’t earn or work hard for? She got what she doesn’t deserve.
Beautiful people are always going to have the upper hand unfortunately, and I think looks absolutely matter. Looks can be positive. I don’t mean relative attractiveness, but the overall image package we project out into the world. These packages contain the stuff of our interests, likes, dreams, desires and personality traits. We all live in society, and that automatically requires us to have an image package, whether we want one or not.
Because if we don’t define ourselves, somebody else will.
But the takeaway from Russell’s talk is that we need to remember that the beautiful women in fashion ad campaigns are not people: they’re image constructions. There’s no need to hate your body because we are fed images and constructions of perfection that have been crafted and put together by stylists and creative directors and art departments and hair people and make up artists and photographers and digital enhancement teams.
Love yourself the way you are.
