Summer is just around the corner. Yay!!! But not everyone is happy about it, unfortunately. It may come as a surprise to you and you might be like, ' What? Who on earth hates the vacation season?' But you never know. Wait 'til you live in a country experiencing El Niño, where the scorching heat can squeeze the water out of you 'til your shirt is drenched in sweat. And it sure as hell can dry up any moisture from any surface it touches. Going out and feeling the extreme heat at 31°C is enough to make many Filipinos wish for winter in this equatorial territory. Can you believe people are wishing for summer to end before it has even started? Well, not me.
Sunny days. Ooh, it feels like I'm gonna take a dip in crystal-clear blue waters anytime soon. But let's not get ahead of ourselves, shall we? I still have to wait for a few more weeks before summer vacation (too bad). Some might say that it's not really summer yet but I (strongly) beg to disagree.
Have you been outside and felt that scorching heat? Have you seen the social media feeds filled with tour and vacation package advertisements? Because I have, and judging from that, I say summer is in the air. Those bright mornings and lazy afternoons fill me with an energized aura that makes me wish for it not to end. But we can only enjoy it while we can, coz it might be just a short break from days of gloomy weather and cold rain.You know how quick a weather can change in the Philippines, it might be the smiling Mr. Sun up there now, but it can be drizzling the next - or worse, another storm.
I have been fascinated with the nostalgic sense of prim vintage pieces for the longest time. Not just with the refined and reserved-type dresses, but I’m also drawn to those elegant and tasteful stoned pieces of jewelry which are archetypal to the dramatically bulky modern accessories. That has been the reason why, from having stunningly bright and colored outfit collections way back, I slowly shifted to acquiring vintage clothes. I even raided my mom’s chest of drawers where she kept her old clothes. And by saying old, I really mean old in the clothes’ life-span sense of the word. Those are stuff that she had when I wasn’t even around yet. So, those are 28-year-old clothes! Fortunately, my mom is also a fashion aficionado. She usually gives away her old clothes but since we live in a province and not most care about fashion, no one really picked her nice clothes when it’s being given away. Having it locked in a depository and digging in for the first time is like being a 5-year old opening her first gigantic birthday present.