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Ambedo


 
ambedo n. a kind of melancholic trance in which you become completely absorbed in vivid sensory details—raindrops skittering down a window, tall trees leaning in the wind, clouds of cream swirling in your coffee—which leads to a dawning awareness of the haunting fragility of life, a mood whose only known cure is the vuvuzela.

Remember



Unicorn

Because we all deserve second chances, a third one even. 
Because there is nothing sweeter than those days when you're finally moving past where you've been before. 
Because the feeling of knowing that the hard times are a thing of yesterday, for now. 
Because you finally saw that those fair-weathered friends will bring you nowhere but to a deadlock, a sure dead end.  
Because knowing defeat is already, somehow, a taste of victory, of what it's like, of what it's not like.
Because wallflowers are tulips who are yet to bloom, yet to amaze.
Because solitude is a slice of peace others only clamor for.
Because now you can say that you've been through worse.
Because the one who stood firm are those who are worth it.
Because those marks on your pillow are stains of your rebelling backbone you never knew you had.
Because salvation, salvation is what you needed.
Because your only redemption is yourself.

And maybe, a unicorn.

City of Vintage's Reverie


 
 
Here's a preview from yesterday's shoot for my line CITY OF VINTAGE 

Photographed by: Mark Cantalejo
Model: Lana Novikova
MUA: Pearl of Dollface Cosmetics
Hair: Ruby Sandoval
Styling: Nicoco Roa & yours truly
Accessories: Young Folks

Swimsuits: Of course, CITY OF VINTAGE
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Sunset Surfing



My Bucket List: 

86.) In a crowded elevator say "I am sure you have all been wondering why I gathered you here today."
87.) Slap someone who will cross my children and feel mighty good about it. 
88.) Forget I don't know how to swim and go sunset surfing. CHECK! ✓ 
89.) Learn how to REALLY swim. 

Surfing truly is addicting. Tomorrow once more. ♥

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Isla Capones






Because you're worth looking back to.

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Get a Backpack




Drafts

If only I can (I actually can, but choose not to) publish those I wrote in tissue papers, back of receipts, random notebooks and piling up drafts.

Mind Ramble (Rumble)

I've been doing a lot of thinking lately, and if you know me, it doesn't stop there, it leads to a lot of things. Questioning, doubting, over-thinking and at times, hasty decision making. It takes a WHOLE LOT of balls and determination to be completely honest with ourselves because at that point, we become vulnerable to our greatest fears and regrets. However, it is the ONLY way to brave what's out there, waiting for us, waiting to be discovered. 

I have always believed that discretion is valor. I've never liked showing my cards, sharing my thoughts and doing what is expected of me. I see it as a sign of weakness when others know so much about you. If they know, they expect. I do not want to live just to meet others' expectations. But that is completely impossible. We all live to please someone somehow. No matter how we convince ourselves that what we are doing is for ourselves and us alone at the end of the day, we seek approval, we seek validation.

At this point in my life, I can say that I am happy and content as compared to the quarter-life-crisis-struck me a year ago. But I want more. All the options are in front of me, I just need to choose. And the thinking I've been doing is not helping.

Mind, tune down. 

Doing what I should have done 5 years ago: (Really, really) Getting my shit together. 

He Shoots Film I












He doesn't know it but I am his biggest fan and his photos always leaves me floored. Yes, these photos were taken using an old school film camera. The tediousness of it all.

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