HIS + Fashion + STORY
 I came across this website wherein it contains almost (I think) everything of tales of the world and I kinda saw a link there about the history of fashion (and I dont know what and why it got me to click the link lol) and so I clicked and I clicked and redirected me to the page and there it was basically telling the age/era of fashion - all those old-fashioned dresses, hair and makeups - and so I thought it ‘d be cool if I tell you guys my kind of Fashion Evolution which is very ironic because I could barely find old photos of me wearing ‘awkward’ fashion back then.
But anyway, since I have the ‘gut’ to tell you guys this matter and that I really want to share it with you, so here you go.
'ELEMENTARY'
Honestly, back when I was still in gradeschool, mom would really dress me well. She’d be the one grooming me up until my 3rd grade- with those old-fashioned brushup hairstyle, tuck shirt, short shorts and sometimes baggy shorts aaaaand I dont know what they’d call it but those very old yet stylish sandals which were likely that of gladiator shoes however not made of leather but rather knitted or quilted fabric straps with aztec designs, remember?
And because I studied at a public-but-reputable elementary school (yes because Mom and Dad wanted cheap-cost education for me I think and Im proud of it but it kinda breaks my heart because both of my siblings went to private schools so boo loljk), we were not really that obliged to wear School Uniform unless if the teacher would say so.
We don’t have much in life (I see your reaction there, dudes and babes) so mom and dad wouldn’t buy me new pair of shoes, jeans and shirts because they thought I could have my brother’s. Unless though if it’s reasonable enough for them to buy me new ones, they would most likely during christmas, semestral break and other special occasions. I remember when my sister got back home from Cebu (because we’re from Negros) and she brought me a pair of clothes - shorts and shirt - I couldnt contain myself and excitement was all over me (I swweeeaaarrr I was the happiest kid that day), only to find out that mom won’t allow me to wear them because those had to be worn for important dates and just so that I was  a very responsible and polite kid back then (and still is yaaaayyy!!!) I had to follow what mom told me. Soooo yes, such pity cases I had during Elementary days, right? But memories back then still give me smiles and laughs recalling them.
'HIGHSCHOOL'
During this stage, I am now familiar of Fashion. And I should thank Fashion TV of my awareness. Not that I know every signature clothing line but I quite know some names of famous designers - Roberto Cavalli, Dolce and Gabanna, Max Azria, Karl Lagerfield, DSquared, Hilfiger, The Kleins, Betsey Johnson, Stella McCartney, McQueen to name a few.  I remember back then that because of being such a fan of the D&G materials and just being so in love with the brand itself, I had to embroider/stitch their logo on my shirt (I know it’s a bit weird and gross of me for doing that but come on, I couldn’t afford to buy one of their pieces at that age and even if Mama and Papa could, they won’t buy me one lol). That’s how addictive Fashion was for me during highschool.
I also remember when I would wear Ternos and boots on, or wearing brooch on, my classmates and friends would tease me but duhh I thought that they’re themselves more weird of not knowing Fashion.
And I remember Mama and Papa telling me that I am creative in my own little way even by not asking any help from them with days of having problem on “what to wear”. Lol. So yes, that’s how supportive our Parents are.
'COLLEGE'
Denim on denim, minimalism, Goth Behavioralism -  These were the days when I had to be my own kind and normal (or NOT). And these were the days too that I had to appreciate the beauty of ‘preowned’ and ‘refurbished’ clothwles.  I, too, had the fetish of reusing my brother’s old clothes and would innovate them lol - like dying and bleaching.
Yes. I was fond of transforming boring clothes to edgy ones. And I’ll never get tired of doing it. So anyway, blame lookbook that I discovered them as early as my freshmen years. But never had I realized of being that Lookbook-y when I was still in my first year since I had no time of being Lookbookish because of taking up Accountancy (yes, it was one heck of a major factor that I had no time preparing myself for everyday photog-my-polo-this-and-pants-this but I still enjoyed my days back when I was in my Debit-Credit days lol).
I was kind of a normal-dresser those freshmen days but anyhow, I was at my happiest (or NOT?).
Anyway, it was during my sophomore days that I was to able to express more of myself just because I shifted to another college program which I really like and love - Liberal Arts and Commerce (it was a 5-year college program blah blah blah I’ll just have another blog entry for this one). Since then, since I shifted gears (charot) I had more time of myself preparing every wednesday/wash day. Honestly and forgive me for this one, but dressing myself up would [always!!!] take me 45 minutes (but 1 hour and a half all in all preparation) - like taking a bath, brushing my hair and all the hairwax apllication (which really takes time because my hair is waivy) but the most time consuming part would be the dressing part (reeeeally takes a lot of my time til now plus the hair). But I wont elaborate that one further (you just did, Tristan. YOU. JUST. DID. Haha).
So yes, I consider my sophomore years as my ‘shine bright like a Diamond’ time. Because of the transformation, honestly, I gained confidence. And there’s this statement from an anonymous which really got me - I am a supermodel and the world is my runway - which I think, a true, striking statement and I am applying it, still and ‘til now. I dont know but it has given me so much spirit and confidence. Lol.
and you know what, this doesnt just end here, I still have a lot of things to say. Just kidding.
So yes, this is just a brief story of the F-A-S-H-I-O-N of my 22 years of existence. Hope you I didnt bore you much. Peace amd cheers!

HIS + Fashion + STORY


I came across this website wherein it contains almost (I think) everything of tales of the world and I kinda saw a link there about the history of fashion (and I dont know what and why it got me to click the link lol) and so I clicked and I clicked and redirected me to the page and there it was basically telling the age/era of fashion - all those old-fashioned dresses, hair and makeups - and so I thought it ‘d be cool if I tell you guys my kind of Fashion Evolution which is very ironic because I could barely find old photos of me wearing ‘awkward’ fashion back then.

But anyway, since I have the ‘gut’ to tell you guys this matter and that I really want to share it with you, so here you go.


'ELEMENTARY'

Honestly, back when I was still in gradeschool, mom would really dress me well. She’d be the one grooming me up until my 3rd grade- with those old-fashioned brushup hairstyle, tuck shirt, short shorts and sometimes baggy shorts aaaaand I dont know what they’d call it but those very old yet stylish sandals which were likely that of gladiator shoes however not made of leather but rather knitted or quilted fabric straps with aztec designs, remember?

And because I studied at a public-but-reputable elementary school (yes because Mom and Dad wanted cheap-cost education for me I think and Im proud of it but it kinda breaks my heart because both of my siblings went to private schools so boo loljk), we were not really that obliged to wear School Uniform unless if the teacher would say so.

We don’t have much in life (I see your reaction there, dudes and babes) so mom and dad wouldn’t buy me new pair of shoes, jeans and shirts because they thought I could have my brother’s. Unless though if it’s reasonable enough for them to buy me new ones, they would most likely during christmas, semestral break and other special occasions. I remember when my sister got back home from Cebu (because we’re from Negros) and she brought me a pair of clothes - shorts and shirt - I couldnt contain myself and excitement was all over me (I swweeeaaarrr I was the happiest kid that day), only to find out that mom won’t allow me to wear them because those had to be worn for important dates and just so that I was  a very responsible and polite kid back then (and still is yaaaayyy!!!) I had to follow what mom told me. Soooo yes, such pity cases I had during Elementary days, right? But memories back then still give me smiles and laughs recalling them.

'HIGHSCHOOL'

During this stage, I am now familiar of Fashion. And I should thank Fashion TV of my awareness. Not that I know every signature clothing line but I quite know some names of famous designers - Roberto Cavalli, Dolce and Gabanna, Max Azria, Karl Lagerfield, DSquared, Hilfiger, The Kleins, Betsey Johnson, Stella McCartney, McQueen to name a few.
I remember back then that because of being such a fan of the D&G materials and just being so in love with the brand itself, I had to embroider/stitch their logo on my shirt (I know it’s a bit weird and gross of me for doing that but come on, I couldn’t afford to buy one of their pieces at that age and even if Mama and Papa could, they won’t buy me one lol). That’s how addictive Fashion was for me during highschool.

I also remember when I would wear Ternos and boots on, or wearing brooch on, my classmates and friends would tease me but duhh I thought that they’re themselves more weird of not knowing Fashion.

And I remember Mama and Papa telling me that I am creative in my own little way even by not asking any help from them with days of having problem on “what to wear”. Lol. So yes, that’s how supportive our Parents are.

'COLLEGE'

Denim on denim, minimalism, Goth Behavioralism -  These were the days when I had to be my own kind and normal (or NOT). And these were the days too that I had to appreciate the beauty of ‘preowned’ and ‘refurbished’ clothwles.  I, too, had the fetish of reusing my brother’s old clothes and would innovate them lol - like dying and bleaching.

Yes. I was fond of transforming boring clothes to edgy ones. And I’ll never get tired of doing it. So anyway, blame lookbook that I discovered them as early as my freshmen years. But never had I realized of being that Lookbook-y when I was still in my first year since I had no time of being Lookbookish because of taking up Accountancy (yes, it was one heck of a major factor that I had no time preparing myself for everyday photog-my-polo-this-and-pants-this but I still enjoyed my days back when I was in my Debit-Credit days lol).

I was kind of a normal-dresser those freshmen days but anyhow, I was at my happiest (or NOT?).

Anyway, it was during my sophomore days that I was to able to express more of myself just because I shifted to another college program which I really like and love - Liberal Arts and Commerce (it was a 5-year college program blah blah blah I’ll just have another blog entry for this one). Since then, since I shifted gears (charot) I had more time of myself preparing every wednesday/wash day. Honestly and forgive me for this one, but dressing myself up would [always!!!] take me 45 minutes (but 1 hour and a half all in all preparation) - like taking a bath, brushing my hair and all the hairwax apllication (which really takes time because my hair is waivy) but the most time consuming part would be the dressing part (reeeeally takes a lot of my time til now plus the hair). But I wont elaborate that one further (you just did, Tristan. YOU. JUST. DID. Haha).

So yes, I consider my sophomore years as my ‘shine bright like a Diamond’ time. Because of the transformation, honestly, I gained confidence. And there’s this statement from an anonymous which really got me - I am a supermodel and the world is my runway - which I think, a true, striking statement and I am applying it, still and ‘til now. I dont know but it has given me so much spirit and confidence. Lol.

and you know what, this doesnt just end here, I still have a lot of things to say. Just kidding.

So yes, this is just a brief story of the F-A-S-H-I-O-N of my 22 years of existence. Hope you I didnt bore you much. Peace amd cheers!