thrifty me.

 

I can't believe how uneconomical i have become. I am now officially a spendthrift.

So let's travel through time..During my first days in HS in da Philippines. I don't shop. I DON'T SHOP, for clothes that is. I rely all my fashion necessities from my mom. I believe i trusted her so much when it came to clothes. She usually bought me my then-"trendy" t-shirts, the famous "boot cut jeans", finished with my awesome "bulky" skechers rubber shoes. (my Dad called them, da bulldog shoes..LOL). Bench, Penshoppe, and the Sm department stores where my fashion staples back then.

This was the penny pinching me.."Clothes? bleh, kahit ano basta nasusuot."-Leanne Circa 2005

I was totally intimidated by Zara, Mango, Guess etc. I felt like if i ever set foot in these stores, i would turn to ashes, for only the "gifted-pockets" were worthy to step in. This was when I came to the Philippines, back in Oman, I never figured Jc Penney, Benetton, and Giordano were high-end, everyone bought their clothes there.

One faithful day, I was with my Mom, and she told me "Oh, sale sa Mango!" and I was like, 'yeah, as if naman'. So due to my Mom's persistent urge to go there. So I further explored. There was this PLAIN GRAY COTTON SHIRT. I WANT TO REITERATE "PLAIN". The moment i flipped the tag, my heart sank, seriously, it was on the floor. It was 799. who buys a PLAIN cotton shirt for 799? With 799, i would deem myself rich, 799 meant 2 or almost 3 shirts from SM, or heaps of food, for that matter. damn you discriminating store! ha! that's why there were only three of us in that store, my mom and me included, (darn i was such a bitter melon)  lol..how about all the fashion victims, like myself, who in all our innocence can't afford to buy a stupid plain gray shirt? And I got my answer, people like us are doomed to fizzle and evaporate into thin air, yep, i proved myself right, i don't belong in this store.

My Mom and Dad were such contributing factors, in the 'deterioration' of my fashion sense in the HS era(hahahaha). they wanted the "plain", "simple", "ordinary" clothes, that help you to blend in. Not FIT in but BLEND in.

I remember my first week in College. We still had no uniform, so we all had to wear our precious civilian clothes. I even asked my mom to buy a shirt from SM, a baby blue shirt with beading and glittery stuff, just for 350. I was so proud. LOL. So the first day, came, i never really cared what I wore, I was ok with it. But then as the days passed, I kinda noticed my then anonymous classmates wearing "nicely-designed" clothes, as I defined them back in 2006. I for the matter, wore shirts, 1 and a half sizes bigger. i wasn't used to wearing the "ill-fitted" clothing so i wore, loose ones. I was really fat then ( i kinda lost weight na, kinda? lol) so i resorted to loose clothes, and i felt uber thin in them. GOD, I was such a poster child for the fashion victims of the world.

So months passed, due to my realization that i had insufficient clothes and bad taste for fashion, i had to do something! I decided that I would go buy something for myself every week, ofcourse the savings I  had would enable me to purchase something WORTH wearing. At that point in time, fashion for me meant TIANGGE. the 168 type of stalls in cubao was my fashion haven that time. I was like going to the Hospital for fashion victims..LOL. Somehow i improved (i think), atleast i was learning to pick my own clothes.

At present: I can't say I'm a fashionista, because I can't afford to be one. Probably a frustrated fashionista. LOL. But one thing is, i learned that CLOTHES SHOULDN'T WEAR YOU, YOU SHOULD WEAR YOUR CLOTHES. like they say "nasa nagdadala lang yan". I find fashion in a plain white shirt, and your trusty old jeans. You don't have to flow with the latest trends in fashion, you don't have to wear liquid leggings, harem pants, balmain jackets, and military lace up boots. It doesn't matter what you wear, or where you bought it..what matters is how you bring yourself in it. I buy clothes from everywhere, from 168, Greenhills, SM, UKAY. Like I said it doesn't matter. (but sometimes it does..LOL..hahaha..one time my mom bought me a shirt from Mark and Spencer's, because they were on sale, so 750 nalang, plain white shirt lang, na may accent na buttons, Gah it felt good wearing it, I don't know, maybe there REALLY is magic when you wear clothes from branded stores.) LOL..I ask forgiveness for being so ironic..=)

One itsy bitsy tiny wish: I hope I earn heaps of money in the future so I can afford the "799 plain gray shirt"-type of clothes. *3*

xoxo

humbug!

exactly 5 hours ago, i was standing in line to buy a movie ticket. yes, my kind of stress-reliever. MOVIES. ok, so we watched, A Christmas Carol starring Jim Carrey. We decided to watch it in IMAX, just for the sake of experiencing the awesomeness of 3D movies.(yes, we are all insecure little people hoping to brag about experiencing the expensive movie experience, LOL). ok so we where in line. we expected that IMAX was expensive, but WTF? 350php for a movie? ok so the blurry gigantic-humongous-larger than life screen along with the goggles(haha) or whatever you call it, makes it that expensive? no wonder there are lots of poor people, these selfish mall-tyrants make everything else overly priced to mark the barrier between the people who can "afford" and those who can't. damn you business people with hearts of stone! LOL..sensitive, much?

well anyway, the movie was ok..it wasn't really "FUN" I suppose. i was expecting it to be all comedic, but it leaned more on the DRAMA side. one kid sitting next to me thought that it was a horror flick. And the glasses, "they are sanitized" said the english-speaking guy who gives you the 3D glasses(which by the way made me want to puke)...my head was spinning, seriously. i didn't enjoy the "3D" experience, and i don't think im gonna try it again anytime soon. One reason why i'm not fond of playing PSP or Playstation or XBOX or anything with that type of graphics, is because i have sudden migraines when my eyes are exposed to them, I remember when my dad bought our very first Playstation console, the grey colored one. And we had "Spyro" as our first PS game, before i knew it i was barfing 30 minutes into the game. i miss the 2D-graphic video games, much more "vision" friendly and easier on the eyes.

seriously, i don't get the movie, would Scrooge change if he hadn't seen the spirits of christmas? i think he was just threatened by the thought that he was going to die alone because everyone else hated him.

♥boots

due to STRESS OVERLOAD i decided to buy myself a gift, since i got 60/60 ( actually it was 53/60, but due to the bonus question..voila!!) in our very first PD quiz.... my new blackish/grayish suede boots!! yipee..♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥

 

I suddenly remembered one sunday afternoon. my neighbor's daughter who just came from Canada was hanging out at our apartment. Hannah, had an awesome accent. it was so cute. We were watching the annual Macy's Thanksgiving parade on TV. since the child was just a mere 4 years of age, i had to adjust on the kind of language i was using.

i suddenly found myself saying "oh look, it's a big red star!", and hannah would say " yeah, but stars are usually white, because they're way up!" okay..so for a four year old to say that stars are millions of light years away, in a simple and clear way was weird. 4 year olds in the philippines would be dancing to the tune of Nobody by wondergirls and hardly even cared if the stars were either white or red.

So anyway what about boots? so we were watching the macy's parade when ziggy marley started singing. he was holding his daughter who was hugging him tightly. and then i said " oh look, she has pink shoes", and so Hannah corrected me by saying " they're not shoes, they're boots! i have boots too!". it was cute, and quite embarassing to know that shoes and boots where two VERY different things..errrr..

okay so i love boots, and i envy hannah because in canada, its normal to wear a comfy pair everday. i bought a new pair and  i wore it for the first time last weekend. i LOVED it!

and i just wanted to share with you guys, pictures which i picked up from the world wide web:

 

 

xoxo

SKORTS

SKORTS: skirt-shorts. i bought a new pair of high-waisted skorts, just the other day. And I'm having a major MAJOR problems of pairing it up. I've tried it with my trusty old plain white top, and I'm kinda confused(?)..LOL. well anyway I'm still brainstorming on when and where to wear it. I even bought a navy blue belt to go with it. Talk about desperation..

I've decided to draw inspiration form these:

 

and here's my pair of skorts:

 

and the belt that i bought, for the lone purpose of being paired up with it.

 

goodluck, i hope it doesn't end up being stashed away in the cabinet like some of my clothes, that never get to see sunlight anymore..(lmfao)..=(

xoxo

a love letter..

A LETTER TO THE FUTURE HUSBAND
By Vienna Olga Parce


To my ‘the one’,

I wish you to be the happiest man ever when you married me. I hope you’ve always dreamed of me just like how mother have always dreamed how my husband-to-be would be like. I hope you won’t regret that day you met me, that day when you knew my name, and that day you offered me that first kiss.

My parents’ marriage is not that successful. I’ve always dreamed though that once I grow up, I’d be able to reunite them. I failed. I know they both loved each other, at least then, when they were younger. But to us, I hope we’d love each other until the end. I hope we’d be together through all the good and the bad times. I hope that we two would never be a failure.

Let me be the woman you dreamed to be the mother of your kids, the woman to whom you’ll wake up with, and the woman you’ll be growing old until your last breath.

I am an only child. Pamper me with the care that my mom has always given me. Please pamper our kids too with the love that they deserve. Let us raise them well, together. Let us make them grow like how flowers bloom and how they give fragrance to everyday.

As a kid, I never had a father figure except for my grandfather whom I’ve always adored. Honey, let’s make a deal. Please don’t let our kids be like me. Be always there for them. Be always there for us. Let us together make them feel that we are the best parents alive.

I may embarrass you when sometimes I’d act like a man. Please forgive me for being that way for I’ve always loved to be as strong as a man. I needed that to feel tough. I needed that to endure the days before I met you. I expect you to be stronger than me, to be someone I can lean on, next to Him, next to Him up above.

Let’s send our kids to schools that would hone their talents and skills to the fullest. But let us not pressure them. Let us make them enjoy just like how we’ve been especially during our college years. Let us make them love what they do, and let them love to learn not just in school but also in everyday experiences they spend with people.

I would like to admit this to you. Someday I’d like to be back in my province and live a simple life there. If you would agree, let us build our house there. I don’t like a big house. I just want a big family – a big happy family. You’ll always remember the number. It’s the one that you’ve always laughed about my dreams back then.

Although you might not agree, I’d still be pursuing my childhood dream. I hope this doesn’t freak you out. We will still be together you know. This is also for us. There will always be news and I don’t want to busy myself with a random schedule. It may take time but I’d really want to help the weak, those people who’s been always taken for granted. You know I’ve always wanted doing this. You may still say I am being so idealistic, but someday, you’ll see, I am serious.

My mom has always feared the day that I would leave her for a man. She’s always feared about what my grandparents and her siblings would say about how she raised me. She’s been always afraid that when I grow up, I’d forget about her. She’s been always afraid that when I get to learn and acquire new things, I will be all changed. Let us not make her fail. Tell her how much I love her, always. Please love and take care of her, too. She’d love you, I know.

I’ve always prayed to God that someday I’ll meet you. My mom has always prayed for you, too. You are worth the wait. I am so sure about that. Thanks to Him he made me wait. If not, I may have married the wrong man – that man who’s not as near perfect as you are. I do not regret marrying you, and I wouldn’t surely regret having my kids with you. You make the best part of my life and I hope you’ll always do.

Thanks for everything. When time comes that I may leave before you, please never forget me. Promise me that. That’s the simplest thing I wish from you.

P.S. I love you. :)


Vienna 


it's so nice to fall in love

xoxo

HATE expires....tomorrow

I NOW OFFICIALLY HATE MONDAYS..

along with this i also hate..some *******..ONLY FOR TODAY

this feeling of hatred will officially disappear tomorrow..xD

wishlist: #1. i want a ROLEX

since the christmas season is just a month away, i decided to make my dream wishlist..=)

i started to remember the rolex mayhem days ago at Greenbelt. who would not think of stealing one? it's worth so much, and it doesn't go out of fashion, you can buy one today and it won't look bad, if you wear it in 5 years. IT'S IMMORTAL. well anyway i'd like a pink rolex..anyone care to give me one?

stainless steel with custom pink mop diamond dial and Pave diamond bezel 1.00 Carat total weight.
Model #-16014, Serial #-7 million 1970's.

Retail Price: $5,975.00