This particular shirt was given to me by Century Tuna, and yes, you read it right–the shirt states: “Shy but sexy.”
Orange Blazer: BCBG Maxazria |Navy Belt: Guangzhou | Yellow Shorts: Forever 21
Okay, so funny story: when I was given the design options for the shirts, I gravitated instantly towards this piece–but for a rather strange and crazy reason. See, when I browsed through the selection, I saw pink and my world actually blew over. When I tried to scrutinize it, I read: “single but sexy” (props to me for being way too self-absorbed) but to be fair, it was directly after I replied to a strange tweet-inquiry I got from @bloggersPH a month or so ago.
Imagine my surprise when I got the shirt.
My first reaction was a very loud: “Hahahaha, shy? Me?”
So I showed it to one of my close friends and she went: “it’s strangely very appropriate.” Now that I think about it, there is some sort of truth in it. The thing is, just because you’re a blogger, people automatically assume that you don’t have moments of “shyness” and quite the contrary, you “crave the attention.” I’m not saying that’s wholly incorrect but well, different people, different purposes, and I know it’s going to be hard to believe when I say this but I’m actually a very anti-social person.
Well, I was, rather.
I am the type of person who would not say a word to other people when in a party. I would probably smile out of courtesy but I would never strike up a conversation and I would never speak unless asked. It’s not because I’m a snob, I wish I had the willpower to be one but to be honest, I just feel really awkward.
I got into blogging to express myself. Yes, maybe it was for a little attention but not the attention you’re thinking of. The thing is, I always fancied myself a good writer–sure, a few grammatical and syntax errors here and there, but I always thought I had a lot of things to communicate so why not get a blog?
But the thing is, once you become a blogger, you can’t stay shy forever. Not when you have events to attend and fellow bloggers to mingle with! Sure, I usually don’t initiate conversations (maybe I’m just socially inept) but I try my best to go out of my way to greet each and every one of those I know personally.
Plus, not that I’m an Account Manager, I really do have to learn how to get along with all sorts of people. I learned to be friendly and I learned that “being shy” should not hinder you to connect with various individuals. If I don’t then I won’t be able to do good with my job.
Anyway, so sorry for the extremely tedious monologue! Here are a few photos of the shirt:
Hello from China, by the way!
Now, on to the sexy part!
I’ve always had body issues for the longest time. Maybe it’s why I’m still somewhat “shy.” Back in my late elementary to mid-high school years, I was that fat kid who got casted in multiple male roles in an all-girls-school. Consequently, I was also that fat kid who neglected to learn anything about fashion because no appropriate piece would look good on her.
Fast forward to my last year in High School and just like that, I lost a whopping 50 lbs. I got to a scary point but let’s save that story for some other time.
Now, I’m in a rather healthy range. Not my ideal weight, mind you, but healthy nonetheless. When I got off college however and started working, I gained a whopping 10 lbs and it scared me. I felt that I was losing control not only of my weight but of my choices as well.
It was only until recently that I decided to take initiative (think, a month ago). Here’s where my relationship with Century Tuna comes in see, to lose all the “stress-induced weight” I gained, I had to make “healthier options.” So I blocked off fast food chains and minimized my carbohydrates and sugar intake, and I started to throw in vegetables into my dietary plan and loads of fish.
When I think of my favorite fish dish, I always think of Tuna–seared tuna, raw tuna sashimi, and tuna straight out of the can. When we say “tuna straight out of the can”, we think of “Century Tuna” right away–no lies there. Every filipino in my generation grew up eating it and by God, you will know if the tune you’re eating is “Century Tuna.”
Even my close friend who migrated to Canada a year or so ago, specifies for cans to be brought to her when her dad visits.
So yes, tuna in brine or tuna chunks in water is my diet secret. I have tuna sandwiches for lunch, and sometimes for dinner–I have them mixed with the usual calorie-reduced mayo and add a dash of rosemary and thyme. If I want to give myself a break and cheat a slight bit, I use Japanese mayo instead. Haha!
So if you’re shy like me or if your description fits any of the following (and I say a lot of you would agree with me when I say I missed my calling when I failed to choose the first shirt in green), check these shirts out:
THE HOW TO BE SOMEBODY PART
If you’re used to my blog posts as of late, you would know that I use this particular area at the end of the blog to remind you about my long-standing “frequent commenter” contest. It’s now September and it’s high time I announce the winners of my August contest but unfortunately, I am in China with little to limited access of just about anything internet-related. So I promise, once I get back to the Philippines, I will let you know who the lucky winners of the 2 pairs of So Fab! shoes are.
For now however, I have a rather special, one-of-a-kind contest. The prize at steak is an inclusion in a Cosmopolitan Magazine spread with myself and a few more other fellow bloggers. Here’s what you can do to join:
1. Choose a shirt design that best describes you and explain why in your comment.
2. Add Konichiwear in Bloglovin and twitter.
3. Like the Century Tuna page in Facebook and add them on twitter as well.
4. Invite friends to know more about Konichiwear and Century Tuna by making an entry explaining this contest or just the shirts. Don’t forget to comment with the blog URL or tweet URL (tag @dominiquetiu for monitoring purposes).
And that’s about it. See! Simple! Winner will be announced next week along with the So Fab! Winners. September’s prize will involve pretty-fying the eyes. Can you take a wild guess on what it is?
