Pink Chiffon Top: Topshop | Skirt: Hong Kong | Bag: YSL | Bangle: Kate + Griffin | Bead Bracelets: Aldo | Nude Platforms: Mendrez | Earrings: Thailand
One random night, I asked my dad about my mom–“tell me anything,” I said. I wanted to know tidbits about her, ones that came from him. I didn’t want to know anything sordid or anything in particular, irrelevant facts were enough so as long as they sated my curiosity. It’s not that I was yearning for some sentimentality or anything, I really was just being analytical (otherwise known as, bored).
He didn’t say much but the one thing that I remembered, like a reverberating echo from a deep well, was when he said that she had “ensnared him with her feminine wiles.”
Whatever that means.
The idea itself sounds pretty comedic, but the more I thought of it, the more I realized that my so-called “feminine wiles” or even a semblance of it–anything synonymous: charm, charisma, etcetera–were non-existent. It was either that or I didn’t know how to use them/it/whatever it is to my advantage. I never found the need to, and maybe I never will. Perhaps I’m strung way too far up my high horse, or maybe it’s my pride, or my aggressive nature, or my “don’t bullshit me” life stance. I don’t like pretenses, and I don’t appreciate hypocrisy, ergo, no coquettish banter and no acting in a “manner that is not realistically me.”
I’ve always been a bit of a tomboy; a bit boorish and stubborn as a child. I may put on frilly dresses but I don’t think I’ll ever swoon and feign a faint just to have anyone think I’m a damsel-in-distress. I hate it when people play victim, and I absolutely loathe it when people turn the tables around and try to distract the world from their incompetencies by pulling the “woe-is-me” card (yes, you know who you are, stop sending DMs to random people–you are at fault, you dug your own grave, now you have to lie in it).
Especially women. It’s like, against the “rules of feminism”–as Gretchen Weiner (sp?) said.
So don’t ever rely on anyone saving you. The only person who can save you is you, yourself.
This was the outfit I wore 2 days ago to work. As mentioned, I love muted colors, and this is another example of it. As you may have noticed, our dress code isn’t particularly strict–so as long as it covers important bits and looks decent, then we can go as casual as we want (sans jeans and rubber shoes, of course).
I’m also experimenting on post-processing by making my photos look super HDR so forgive me for all the veins popping and looking all the more apparent, I’m a very vein-y (on top of being vain) person! But hey, at least you all know I don’t edit out my flaws.
Anyway, things have been stressful these past few days–hectic, speckled with unnecessary drama, and definitely not your run-of-the-mill regular day. However, I’m quite thankful for all the blessings that have come my way (and still continuously coming), the thought of all the beautiful things I have in my life is enough to anchor me to the ground. It reminds me that life is wonderful and everything is fair (and that somewhere out there, a few people are wading in karma for all the indecencies they’ve committed).
That said, take a moment to think about all the precious things in life and smile. 🙂
These nude shoes are from Mendrez and they are so comfortable. I love them, I can walk around in them for more than 24 hours, I swear. The high platform front doesn’t stress my high arch and the mid-level heel is enough for me to walk comfortably without wobbling. It’s such a pretty design too!
So for the winner of the Mendrez contest, I highly recommend you get this pair! And the winner is…
Hi Nym! Kindly email me at firstname.lastname@example.org for more details!
Stay tuned to my next post as I announce the winner of my Moments Watch contest.