Poem: Confessions of A Girl

CONFESSIONS OF A GIRL

With herself at twenty, she realize

That life is vast, too arduous to summarize

Unbeknownst, transition occured rapidly

She was urbane then, now she defies the world madly

Twenty years, she have had just enough or so

She wanted to cease but something is urging her to go

She is not faultless, yet she is trying to be good

Still not heard, often misunderstood

Miseries never fail to cross her way

How she desired happiness will forever stay

She have sought for acceptance, not rejection

She is living in accordance to people's expectations

She feels alone despite she is in a crowd

She have excelled, were they really proud?

She grew in the world with her own hands

She have struggled to discover where she really stands

She have landed on the ground and have reached the peak

She seemed strong although she is still honestly weak

She may appeal clumsy with unstable personality

Immature, irresponsible and unwitty

But she says, "If you take time and sit with me,

You will happen on that there is more that just what you see."

She have fears but she is confused where to seek shield

They gave her wounds but she is unaware on how it could be healed

Her life is cruel at times and have brought destruction

She is tired yet challenged with her life's imperfection

This her story, this is her strife

And these are just confessions of a girl's unhappy life.

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Original: 4-20-2003

My Realization:

Juvenile years are indeed demanding and bewildering.  This poem I have written a decade and three years ago is a manifestation of the kind of life teenagers, possibly a greater fraction of the young population, are probably experiencing and struggling in their youthfulness.  But as of this writing, 13 years later, this poem reawakens a memory of my old younger self, of how inevitable life's challenges were and uncovers a reality of how my life has positively evolved 360 degrees from then on.

Fashion Experiment

DRESS on DRESS on PANTS

sheer tierred dress worn as top + peach textured dress worn as skirt  - Sigh Styles closet / black stretch pants - unbranded / peach floral brooch - G. Capital SRP / floral sneakers - Guess at Ross -Woodstock, Georgia, U.S.A. / hair clip - SM Accessories / sunglasses - G. Country Mall / earrings - Siam Street Night Market / lipstick - MAC Toledo



Live in style, every day!

Fashionably Creative, I Am

" The truly creative person seeks to reveal and not to conceal.  They tell the truth about the truth." 

- Rod Judkins from the book, The Art of Creative Thinking.

Fashion is one form of the arts and so fashion is one outlet for creativity.  I am currently reviving what I used to be fond of doing - creative personal styling.  Many of my days for the past years were somewhat wasted, in the sense that I have suppressed my freedom of self-expression for personal style.  

Here I am now, catching up and exploring the umpteen possibilities I can exploit to reveal the creative person in me, through fashion.  I am breaking barriers, disclosing what is real, because I am confidently declaring that I am fashionably creative.

My fashion sense may seem atypical, unconventional, maybe unwearable for day-to-day, appears to be tainted with a flight of fancy, unpredictable - either in merrymaking mood or a stoic display of my favorite palette: black and white. But, that personal style extremely satisfies my cravings for creative self-expression.  

 I strongly desire to be an instrument for inspiration to other people, to help them bring out the truth of who they really are, fashion-wise and to motivate them to take off those shackles of hesitancy.

What I Wore:
Dress / sunglasses - G. Country Mall Dept. Store / 2 sets of silver earrings worn as 1 piece hoop-chain earrings - gifted by mom / cobalt blue stretch belt - Landmark in Makati / headband - Ald0 / Lipstick - Avon 

Live in style, every day!