Monday, December 31, 2012

Last Day of 2012 (Welcome 2013)






2012, a year fully-packed with bittersweet memories. There were ups and downs; sweet and spicy; sunny and rainy. But among the past few years, I reckon 2012 is the best one though it's not my happiest. It makes me masticate 2013 soon for the goals that I want to reach and the rest of the things worth-living, to continue what I have been wanting to do in my life. Sure, merry it looks like on my photos but it is life. We have to live the moment each day, embrace the blessings that the Almighty One has given us and thank every minute of the day to be able to party hard, work endlessly, breathe normally, get hurt unexpectedly, love passionately or just being appreciative to the things that make our lives awesome every single day. Life is truly beautiful. My 2012 was in full-on collision of tears and laughter that will definitely stay in my temporal lobe. Apart from the emo side, I was happy to travel first time away from my own country, delve into different cultures that taught me to be more open-minded, to realize that I could really get invulnerable in any aspect that pursues me and that there are new things to explore every second of the day - that there's no boredom in the world at all. I got the worst hungover on the 22nd of December to top it all and hit my head on the floor of our bedroom. That I fell in love in the wrong time at the wrong place at the wrong guy because I know I will never see him again. That I broke up with the guy I cared and loved for 2 years. But realizing that life is generous, it pays you back. Happy New Year to all the people around the world. I hope you also had the sweetest 2012, so sweet you don't need more sugar to welcome the f*cking 2013!



xxx


Aurora 

poster effect b*tchez


Last few days before the clock turns 2013.
Catching up with mah other high school bestie Ana ( astoldbyana.blogspot.com ) here in our dearest Cebu City. WIth the rest of the gang, completed like 5 nights in a row getting sick on beers and spirits. Whew. But  most of all, camera settings weren't as cooperative as I was expecting. Turned out I am loving the POSTER EFFECT now. And been using this denim jacket for umpteen times, I LOVE IT to death. Awesome time though Ana lost her purse the last night before going back to Manila. Fookin night.


outfitdetails:

denim jacket = thrifted
red floral dress = xhiliration, gift from Ana
ankle boots = f21

last photo:
russiandolls dress = thrifted
floppy hat = f21
nails = black, wet n' wild


xx


Aurora


Wednesday, December 5, 2012

Surfing x Cloud9 Waves

Surf was real good back in my 3rd home -  Siargao. I'm not lost there but a place I love so much. Hibernation took control of me in a month and now I am back again. Procrastination guaranteed. Now watching Bondi Rescue, feels so good to get back on the island memories. Took these photos down here last September with the Cloud9 waves. No one snapped a board for this day though. ;) And kooks are not allowed. Ocean's fun, all are welcome. I miss the island. Damn much.







Pretty gnarly. xx

Tuesday, December 4, 2012

Lola Dulce, The Birthday


If I'm not travelling, I'd be sitting in the living room with Mama talking heaps and heaps of anything OR I'd be out with the rest of the fam except for Papa. My hometown's been a heart to me for some reasons but getting together with close kins are one of the bests. 

Picnic at night in the "Boardwalk", ended up a lil soaked of the tiny raindrops from the sky with ridiculous laughs with mah Aunts, Uncle and the kids...didn't surprise me at all. It has been like that and it will always be. Crazy, happy and kinda "amaw". Hehe. Happy Birthday to my beloved Grandma. We dearly love you.





fish port lights in my hometown

my nephew and my niece with her teddy 

 rockin my new denim blazer for the December air (oooohhh Pablo typhoon, do not come here)

 not sure if this is Oreo, tagging along with us (one of my nephew's pets)


grunging
 Pizza for the kids after 2 hours! 
my nephew and I playing with the cam, looked so tired 


outfit :
denim b - thrifted
black&white tank top - f21
black leggings - @ the APM Mall
Sneaks - Vans
Rings - f21 , online



Family comes first.
Lord, Mama Mary and all the Saints, please protect us from Pablo.

xx


Lady Aurora




































Monday, December 3, 2012

Nobody said you are...


My so-called busy life for the past few weeks... away from the place where I left my heart... With waves.
It's all about food, friends and myself. And turning a year older last month.



the best footwear

blurry. fireworks.

s o r o r i t y

flowers xx

gettin high on the highs (mountains)


the Donya and i, on my late birthday celeb with 'em




BFF





I was heartbroken but it's over. 



Lady Aurora

Tuesday, November 13, 2012

Long Hibernation x Away

It's been a month I couldn't fathom what has been happening when I realized a lot of things - when I was unreachable from my comfort hell. Took me lots of decent days to spit what I needed to, to decide on things that would really matter the present tense up to the I-don't-know-what-lies-ahead. 

Time in the island was strong enough to pull me away from the usual norm of being with yourself. It was indicative for me that my purpose was to hold a bottle, empty it out and pass out (rather than puke) for the whole stay. It was not. It was more than that. 

Surfing was fun for sure until a lil part of the reef hit my fookin nailbed and brought me to a sucky life, drenched into alcohol, unable to paddle out with a sickened big toe. Days turned into heavenly weeks in a coconut-tree-stricken surfland. I wish it was more, undying.


waiting for the ferry on 09/19/12


back from the tower, Cloud9


one of my fave spots in Kalinaw Restaurant (such a romantic place to stay)


3-storey tower, good times xx


3 weeks, livin the life that I've always wanted..

I remember from my friend Anpunks' ( astoldbyana.blogspot.com ) sort-of journal, "Carpe Fucking Diem"...



Miss it here. 

xx





Saturday, November 3, 2012

Stefan

Dripping tears of happy thoughts
The moments both shared in sweet days
I live each second the memory of you
With Viking veins, my cheek and a tight embrace

A squeeze of touch, lingering in me
Your light whispers that tingles deep
As we lay down, our hearts collide
A downhill path of emotions' steep

Lovely it is, the long kiss, the warmth
The scent of a man I closely desire
Feelings you have fallen, mirrored out
It's burning with intense, slow sexy fire

The curve goes up to her peach ears
Guffaw we made with moonlight fears
As I wander in my deep, scissored skull
I oppose, with you, time ain't dull

In days for years I cannot digress
What myself enchanted, his persuasiveness
If time can tell what far end sees
Famished lips to meet, tongues to tease.

xx

Droppande tårar av glada tankar
De stunder båda delade i söta dagar
Jag bor varje sekund minnet av dig
Med Viking vener, min kind och en stram omfamning

En pressad beröring, dröjande i mig
Ditt ljus viskar som pirrar djup
Som vi fastställa våra hjärtan kolliderar
En downhill bana av känslor "brant

Härlig är den lång kyss, värmen
Doften av en man som jag noga önskar
Känslor du har fallit, speglade ut
Det brinner med intensiv, långsam sexig brand

Kurvan går upp till hennes persika öron
Gapskratt vi gjort med månsken rädsla
Som jag vandrar i min djupa, scissored skalle
Jag motsätter mig med dig, tiden inte tråkig

I dagar för år kan jag inte utvikning
Vad jag själv förtrollad, hans övertalningsförmåga
Om tiden kan se vad bortre änden ser
Utsvulten läppar att möta, tungor att retas.








My hibernation has ended. I am back.

xx


Wednesday, September 19, 2012

playlist : summer x surfing x seashells

Summer hasn't come to an end. It will never end in our hearts. Put your plugs on or turn on the volume, close your eyes and listen to this playlist (I created) before going to work or sleep.  Think of waves, salty air and sunsets. Happy sandsonyourtoes ... 



Summer x Surfing x Seashells from rottennuke on 8tracks Radio.



The day I left for the island.









make-up corner x smokey eyes

Okay Daisies (read: girls), I'm turning around 360 degrees now. No surfing, no beach, no seashells yet. I am turning to paint my face tonight. This is my first make-up post. I am a fan of it, absolutely. But I am too lazy to show them up to you no matter how it will end up look like. Who cares by the way? RIGHT? And so, I've always loved smokey eyes. Black, blue, any colors will do but for this entry, I am using black. And I've always loved colors. And I've always loved putting colors onto something or someone. BUT I never had the enormous guts to prove to you how I can handle eyeshadows. This is combustion in the making, feeling like I am the model of my own creation (which is true).

I am no PROFESSIONAL here, such a torrid way to do this but I love how it turned out. I have a very bad pair of eyelids, so to say, sucks to have had little bumps on my eyes when I was growing up due to dairy products + egg allergies. Blame it on you fookin eggs! T_T Smiling back.

Mind you, I am too broke for now to get M.A.C. :)







Thanks! Hope you enjoyed my first make-up post! xx






Tuesday, September 18, 2012

cemetery visit x grandpop's birthday

The clock didn't give me more time for some beauty rest but thankful enough to wake me up to visit my grandfather's tomb on his birthday. Such a gloomy atmosphere outside, was thinking to don dark neutral shades but was running out of time. Grabbed a loose gray shirt and flip-flops to complete the denim shorts+top look.

We bought flowers for him, for my grandmother (whom I got my given name), my greatgrandunclesaunties and my dear cousin. Prayed, talked to them (they are around, for sure), and took some photos as well surrounded by the silent sound of  mausoleums. And the fact that we watched those horror movies during the fiesta night, I couldn't help but feel a bit creepy. Anyhooo...got home and thought about painting myself in smoky shade.






















 sunnies, vans ; top, thrifted ; denim shorts, thrifted ; tote bag, topshop ; flip-flops, roxy




Happy Birthday my dear Lolo... I always pray for you and Lola too. Love you. xx