Whatever You Say Cruella

What I wore to Bea's 18th! Very Cruella Devil lang ang peg (only it's in Zebra print)! Don't you think that this hairy (or furry?) jacket that I got from F-stop is a perfect transitioning garment for Fall? Yeaaa, sucks that we don't have it---Fall, I mean---here in the Philly. But not having it didn't stop me from wearing this jacket. Hmm, I didn't exactly wear it, I just casually draped it on my shoulders as if it were a cape. I loved how different the outfit looked when I wore it as a jacket and when it just rested on my cold shoulders in a blasé manner. Amazing how a simple detail such as this can change (in a subtle way) an entire look. And this dress. It was originally my mom's and I just had it altered and turned into a tube dress. You can see here that it used to be a Sabrina-cut dress. Anyway, I noticed that I wear this shoes to parties too much when it's really the most uncomfortable pair I own. That's why whenever I wear this, I always end up barefoot or wearing flip-flops (but most of the time barefoot haha). *Sighs* I never learn! But on Bea's debut, I wore my friend's flip-flops and put it back on when I had to walk down the red-carpet for an impromptu fashion show---and I won an award btw. *Blushes* You are biased, my dear friend. Haha. :)

dress- mom's

shoes- Parisian

clutch- Accessorize

jacket- F-stop

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It's Wonderful Crazy, It's Beautiful Out of Control

Just some of my fave photos from Thursday night when our dear friend Bea celebrated her 18th at Bella Ibarra. It was almost like a reunion for us. My dear HAMMERS (that's the name of my HS Barkada---don't ask why haha) was there, some CTAC (Communication and Theater Arts Club) co-members were also present, and a few sophomore (section Maranao) classmates-friends were there as well. It was really great seeing them again. So much picture-taking, small chit-chats and hugs-and-beso happened. We had so much fun. Wait, fun is an understatement and not even the right term and adjective to describe the party. Crazy is right. Don't believe me yet? We were so hyper we were rapping Stupid Love and Super Bass in the hallway while Mel was taking a video---and I have that video stored in my computer and I'm actually contemplating whether to post it or not---(this was even before we sipped any alcohol) and when we finally hit the after-party where actual drinks were being served, well...let's just say things got a little bit out of hand. Okay, waaay out of hand. One of my friends was bestfriends with the floor that night! Apparently, she has this weird affection and fondness for floors that we had to literally drag and hoist her up while the rest of us kept nagging and mentally bitchslapping her hoping to bring her back to consciousness. Nakakaloka si ate, lahat ng type ng sahig hinigaan---mapa-semento, damuhan at dirt pa yan! Hahaha! I thought that stuff only happens in movies. "I've seen worse", said Tim. Clearly, I haven't been exposed to the world much. :))

While I am certainly not the type who likes partying, dancing and inhaling 2nd-hand smoke in posh clubs, I still enjoy going out every once in a while especially if I'm with my girls (and I do enjoy drinking cocktails haha sorry). As long as I'm with them, even the busiest and noisiest bar can still be fun for me. And that night was definitely one for the books! :)

*outfit post to follow!

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