life of a cuddlebit

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purpose of my #ootd

I love my clothes. Clothes are my armor.

Clothes are powerful. Because clothes can either attract or repel people.

People can take one look at your clothes and sort of figure out your personality, status, age…etc.

photo from moldiva.com

photo from moldiva.com

I wear a t-shirt, pants and rubber shoes to work daily. I purposely dress like shit that… That means no fancy stuff: no accessories, a plain watch, a rather plain rubber shoe. I even wear my nerd glasses. I wear my bag as a frontpack. (wearing the backpack to the front, and by doing so it will cover your stomach and you look like a pregnant human) Not appealing or fashionable at all.

But it sort of works. The plain-ness repel attention from muggers (when you are living and commuting) in Manila, there are a lot of them everywhere, they take a good look at everyone on the street or public jeepney and figure out who will be their next prey. On muggers eyes: well dressed=Money-ed.

My clothes act as my camouflage. To blend in the crowd. Which is hard to do since I look a bit foreign with my yellow skin and tiny eyes.  I have to look as plain as possible. My workplace is male dominated. So, it is really better to dress like the males.

On weekends however, I go all out. I dress nicely. Drop my glasses and trade them for contact lenses.

I make sure my dresses go with the bag, shoes and accessories. Make sure I look good before I leave the house. And that I look feminine. after 5 days of purposely dressing like a slob, on weekends I dress to stand out.

 

 

At times, I almost feel like I am living two separate lives.

In something as simple as a change of clothes.

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i want a new pair of shoes

I love shoes. Shoes doesn’t judge. Shoes don’t care whether you are a size XS or size L.

Personally, I like to buy shoes and keep them, stored in their boxes. I will be happy looking at them and trying them on from time to time. I choose the occasion where I wear my shoes. I do however have shoes that are worn for daily abuse, for weekends, and those shoes that I keep for special occasions.

For a female, I have a few shoes. too few at times when I think of it.

The shoes I own are: 2 pairs of DC rubber shoes for daily work wear (we wear casual clothes in the office), 4 pairs of Fitflop sandals for my weekend feet comfort (thanks to my best friend), 1 Qupid nude suede wedge (for parties), 1 Charles and Keith white heels (used for my cousin’s wedding), 1 Charles and Keith black step in (corporate days), 1 Charles and Keith grey/wooden platforms (when I am feeling short), 1 Celine peach cork summer wedge (for my I am feeling girly days), 1 metallic pewter step in ( I forgot the brand, for parties) and the 1 Rusty Lopez black strappy sandals (used for my college PE dancing days, eons ago)

A total of 13 pairs of shoes. I only use the half on normal days. (Rubber shoes and Fitflops) the rest are properly tucked in their boxes, waiting for a special day.

I want a new pair of shoes. (Because 13 is not a good number I really have to add another one. -the lame excuse)

Bunny in a shoe -Photo from naldzgraphics.net

Bunny in a shoe -Photo from naldzgraphics.net

I want in on the sneaker wedge craze. The chunky, rubber shoe looking with height adding bonus. Been staring at them for over two months now.

If after a month the “fashion want” doesn’t go away, I start saving for it. I have my eyes on a black sneaker wedge from Skechers. I want it to add variety to my weekend shoes. And also to hide my huge scar of a blister in the middle of my left foot (ironically, from a shoe).

 

 

“It’s really hard to walk in a single woman’s shoes — that’s why you sometimes need really special shoes!” -Carrie on Sex and The City