Dainty Sunday

Here's a little fact: I just started hearing mass again (without a miss!) last June. I was a catholic school girl my entire grade school life and was very active as a lector and in the church choir. Then I went to high school in a non-sectarian institution and the indolence that came with adolescence took over and I stopped going to church altogether. My mom was practically rueful that she sent me to a non-catholic high school. But that wasn't it. It wasn't Diliman Prep's fault. I was just a lazy teen who couldn't be bothered to go spend an hour in church. College came and one Philo subject had me thinking and re-evaluating all these things about my religion and I came home every night with impassioned stories and lessons that I'd learned from said class. I had this gleam in my eyes whenever I shared all of these to my mom. To my disappointment, she concluded that my faith was weakening and wavering. At the time, I just knew that it didn't matter what my religion was and the important thing was my faith to God. This notion still holds true to me but I have recently started attending mass again, much to the delight of my mother. And I have Mark to thank for this. But mostly, I am thankful to my Lord for never leaving me. I have battled depression last year and He was there to keep me from losing my mind. Now, I'm still in a difficult place and time but somehow, I feel that I am where I'm supposed to be. That even though the people around me are skeptical and cynical of my decision and the outcome of my decision, I feel that everything is clearer to me. I hated the uncertainty that I felt before even when things were stable. And although my life is practically all over the place right now, I have never been so happy to be finally sure of something! I have taken a lot of detours, encountered dead ends, lost my self-worth and confidence but I know that no matter what, He will always be with me.

Cheers to my tabula rasa! 

blouse- Random
skirt- Sachico
jelly shoes- from Hong Kong
bag- mom's
neon necklace- F21
watch- Swatch

XO.

Perouvian Wasteland (c/o Status Magazine)

Last Saturday a bunch of bloggers were invited by Status Magazine to a photo exhibit of photographer to the stars Perou held at the Ayala Museum then an after party at Robot Lounge and Resto. One word to sum up the experience: Amaaazeballs! Being a photo enthusiast myself, I truly and honestly enjoyed being in that museum and looking at his clean and sleek works. It inspired me to work on my photography skillzzz as well as think outside the box. One thing you'd notice about his photos is that they all have a sense of peculiarity (but that's a good thing and it works for him) and because I have this weird affinity for creepy, eerie and odd artworks (think Gothic, Dresden dolls, Coraline, Tim Burton-esque kind of weird and mind boggling films---the kind that makes you go what the f*ck??? etc.) the exhibit was truly a delightful visual feast for me. 

scalloped blazer- vintage from my mom

knit gold crop top- F-Stop

red clogs- Manels

satchel- Coconut Gold 

wristwatch- Swatch

accessories- gifted

thanks for the invite, Bloggers United, Melai and Status!

XO.