Cropped Out


The number of crop tops in my closet is increasing at an alarming rate, but I still can’t seem to stop myself from purchasing more. Especially when they’re extra-cropped – my absolute weakness.

But so as not to overwhelm my bank account, nor put too much pressure on my stomach, I found a way to get creative instead. This outfit (and event, actually) was left undocumented by me but luckily, Stylebible was able to snap a photo and even write a little something about how to steal the style (thank you, guys! check out their new and improved site here. Which reminds me, my layout also needs some rearranging.)

Style tips aren’t usual offerings here in the blog but here’s one: a rather cheap way to ride the exposed belly trend – tie your top. See, this isn’t cropped at all (which I think is a bit obvious) all it took was one giant knot (and a few more adjustments every ten minutes. Note though that the number of adjustments directly correlates with your knotting skills. I obviously have very little. I blame my disinterest in camping trips). 

There you go. Like Stylebible said, you can keep it classy by pairing it with a high-waist dainty skirt. If you’re feeling more adventurous, go ahead and show off that whole digestive area. I still need a few more thousand crunches to pull that off, but when my stomach is ready, I can assure you, it’ll be the only thing you’ll see.

Top, 7 FOR ALL MANKING (also worn here) | Skirt, thrifted | Bag, MARGIELA x H&M | Pumps, ALEXANDER WANG

A Blogger’s Tale

Once upon a time in a faraway site, there lived a blogger who posted regularly. Outfit shots and photoshop were all she ever saw, cameras and laptops all she ever touched. (disclaimer: she didn’t photoshop much. Image resizing was all she really knew.) 

Then one day, an evil witch cursed us all – including the little blogger – and mandated that we have to work to earn. So overwhelmed with the new spell (and more realistically, everything going on), she wasn’t able to manage her time (she was worse than Cinderella) and unfortunately left the blog untouched (for just a little more than a week – but that’s like a century in blog-years).
She weeped and weeped with only her cute puppies to console her. But no amount of cuddling from baby Asher and baby Amber could break the spell. 
The little blogger’s head spun quicker than Snow White. 
The little blogger’s eyes got even bigger than Red Riding Hood’s pretend grandma. (Or Katy Perry’s favorite extra-terrestrial).
…Until she found her laptop.
So…I think by now we all know I’m much better at reading stories than writing them. So I leave you with this  hanging fairy tale about a blogger. (Disney, if you’re reading this, you have full permission to rip this off and turn it into a movie. Just name the character after me and please let her have Ariel’s bod.) Feel free to continue the story as you wish. Mine would probably end like this:
Little blogger does feel bad, however, for leaving her favorite people in the world with no posts to read. But to remind you of how much she loves you (or better yet, you her) here’s her best pouty/apologetic face.  
Seriously though, I’ll get back on track in no time. Just you wait and see. I love you guys (and blogging) too much to leave you hanging for long.

Child at Heart

These past few weeks I’ve witnessed rather unexpected blasts from my past. In light of  recent events in my life (yours included) – from writing essays on the Grimm brothers, seeing designers take inspiration from Hansel and Gretel, to the same siblings brought to life on the big screen along with other childhood tales (read: Jack the Giant Slayer) – movies that I haven’t seen yet but am referencing still – I have come up with youth inspired (close to toddler, really) outfits that to me are reminiscent of Gretel and her sugar-laden house, Red Riding Hood and maybe even Alice in Wonderland.

Oh, I should probably warn you, dear reader, that from now on I’ll be categorizing my posts. Virtual outfit posts like this that could never possibly come to life will have its own category (witty title to follow). The rest of the categories I will reveal as we go along but know that fantastical outfits for my delusional self will be a constant-ish part of this site.

If you were wondering, this post/category was prompted by 1) the series of Fashion Weeks just ending leaving me with the feeling that my current wardrobe is utterly inadequate and 2) the amount of joy I get when creating outfits in my head – even if the idea of me owning Lanvin and Saint Laurent pieces only lasts about 30 seconds.

I wonder, if I The Secret these outfits bad enough, you think they’d magically appear?


Lace top by Red Valentino, Flaired mini skirt by Miu Miu, Sunglasses by The Row, Clutch by DVF, Wedge sandals by Manolo Blahnik, Lipstick by MACtoddler2

Crochet sweater by Moschino, White chiffon shorts by Prabal Gurung, Dog iPhone case by Marc by Marc Jacobs, Metallic leather pumps by Gianvitto Rossi, Bracelet by Miu Miu, Python bag by Christian Louboutin toddler3

Scratchy cat dress by Marni, Pumps with bow and crystal ring by Lanvin, Snakeskin purse by See by Chloe Stylists book by Lauren King | all photos via net-a-porter

Anyway, thoughts on this new category? Is this something you would want to see more of? Or are your hearts being broken along with mine with each item added on the list? Let me know.


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Currently stuck in a coffee shop and feeling 1) extremely crippled thanks to my very limited (to none, really) internet capacity and 2) frustrated that my heels are unable to trot and fully display themselves elsewhere and get the admiration they deserve thanks to my rotting from sluggish internet.

See here’s the thing about bloggers – we have a lot of best friends. We’re best friends with our clothes, cameras (OR photographer friends), laptops, phones but more than anything else, we are the best of friends with our internet. We are, admittedly, often frenemies, especially when my Instagram photos won’t go through and I end up posting the exact same photo 5 times annoying the hell out of everybody. Right this instant though we’re more enemies than friends (read: coffee shop). What I am friends with is my own home provider – Sky Broadband. Their packages range from 5Mbps plans (for 15 GB) worth Php999, 10mbps (for 15 GB) for just Php1,299 to 200Mbps unlimited plans a month plus a bunch more in between to choose from. My favorite Sky Broadband fact though is them offering faster internet at more affordable prices (cue slot machine jackpot music). I personally like their 10Mbps for 35GB plan. At 2,299 a month my online needs are more than met – research is lightning fast, sending impossibly large files doesn’t take forever, posting (everywhere) is a breeze and multiple tabs on multiple windows (with videos, blogs, music, etc. open) don’t seem to slow anything down. As a slasher/freelancer, my internet is the hair to my Samson. Seriously.

Sigh. Just waiting to tick this last meeting off today’s agenda so I can finally frolic and show off aforementioned shoes. Or stomach – it’s already half exposed anyway. It might get more death stares than admiration but midriff gawks are more welcome than my own stares at the download percentage bars.

But if this keeps me prisoner for an even longer while, well, know that my midriff says hi.

Turtleneck cropped top, PROUDRACE | Skirt, FORME | Heels, RIVER ISLAND

ph: Ericka Bugia