"Guilty feelings about clothes are totally unnecessary. A lot of people earn their living by making clothes, so you should never feel bad." - Karl Lagerfeld.
Hi am Denise Lozada!!! 29! Clothes Horse, Foodie, Junkie, Coffee Patron, Wife, Mom to Koffy, Chatty, Happy! I would love to hear from you.
Am afraid i have to say goodbye to multiply now. Not because I don't want to blog here anymore but for some technical reason; a link problem that multiply and blogger can't seem to fix. I usually write my posts on Blogger and it automatically links here, but as of a month now all my post isn't linking well. am doing a mano mano copy and paste but multiply is rejecting the codes of blogger and replying to the comment on my post is a problem too. Ang daming error. so I guess that's it. It's time for goodbye.
Well it's not really goodbye, cos you can always visit me at my other home Denise Katipunera at blogspot. So see you there. And no, i won't delete my account here. Ill continue to visit everyone just like the usual and will drop comments like i used to do.
Am feeling cocky today so I paraded myself on this awesome dress i got for 1.5$. Okay (roll eyes) cue to boast and it's time to brag, cos am caught a little in between self-satisfaction and pride for paying a total 24$ for the 17 dresses i "curated" lately. Curate - My upscale loser term for my cheap treasure troves that I find great satisfaction with, cos I guess by now my closet matches of a disgrace queen's wardrobe.
Hi! It's been a long time since Koffy made an appearance on this blog. For some reason that I can't explain he knows it, he's just hard to photograph. Anyway, he's bigger now, much stronger, and double protective of us. Especially to me. He's always on my foot, following me around. When i shower, yes, he's waiting for me, like somebody's going to attack me. And when i do the laundry, he's by my side, when i cook, he's the first one dying to taste it. And most especially, he's giving me the hardest time mopping and cleaning the house cos he follows every inch of my movement. He's my tail. Sometimes it gets a little frustrating cause he's always on my way, but i wouldn't have it any other way. Koffy makes my day so easy. When he looks at me with his big brown lazy curious eyes, oh melts any negative feeling i have. You know that kind of look? - very hypnotic. He's a joy in the family. To me, he's my very first kiss in the morning.
So going back to the Koffy story. Jayson bathes him every morning, his favorite time of the day. I don't know but he gets all crazy after the jogging and giving him a bath is no easy task, so i don't do it. The hardest part is drying him cos he runs around so you have to chase him. He likes it more when you make crazy noises too. Bark or fowl it doesn't matter, just go with him. Quite a freaky sight for the neighbors. So the other day, Jayson gave up running after him, and left Koffy dripping wet on the garage. After five minutes he went back to check on him. He then saw Koffy with his towel on the floor, rolling and lying on it, drying himself alone. hhahaha. Yes! All by himself. Mission accomplished I guess.We've raised a smart one.
There are two kinds of lies people always always commit. Weight and vital statistics. You can lock me up cos am guilty to both charges. hihihhii.
Okay ill come clean. Am 5'2 ( i think?), i weigh 113 lbs ( a week ago), and my waistline depending on the hour of the day i took it, or when am inhaling or exhaling. Okay am dragging you. But like i said ill come clean. My waistline is.. drum roll pls....23 inches when am sucking it all in, and 31 inches when I-don't-care-at-all, and 29 is my REAL measurement. Promise 29 is my final number. Okay now i can breathe. So hard to keep with lies. hahahahha.
So here's what am wearing, that I got both from thrifting. The top is actually a dress and the skirt has gone some major rework, cos the original owner of this, I believe is a towering woman with a freakishly small waist of 21 inches. Well, to be honest these are some of the few reasons why i sometimes hate fashion, cause of the size issue. Am too short, am too thick, my legs aren't skinny enough. Well you get the picture. But thank God for alteration and thrift stores.
Anyway 4-5 days ago i got 17 new thrifted dresses, all for 24$. New and thrift in one sentence? How did that happen? Irony i know!
Well what could be more decadent and glamorous than the ethereal flock of feathers on the most simple shirt as seen here. Sure to glamorize even the simplest top, paired with a nice skirt or pants, and turn it into a red-carpet-worthy fare.
When i was approached by Alessia Silvia Cavallaro of My Beautiful T-Shirt to have a peek at her store and asked my opinion about her recently launched designs of t-shirts i was just beyond ecstatic to give my honest assessment as a fashion enthusiast. Basically i like the whole idea. It kinda created this whole romantic fairytale look with these fanciful feather - a perfect toast to welcome spring. Well peacocks in nature have been known to strut their wares for attraction, and of course same with women who can carry of a feathered frock with panache and spunk. It's so chic and with a nod to flapper style, these are must-haves for evening soirees.
Slow down you crazy child Take the phone off the hook and disappear for a while It's alright you can afford to lose a day or two When will you realize... Vienna waits for you.
Woke up today with a lot of things on my mind. Not a great morning. Whenever this happens to me, I make sure to convince myself with an affirmation before leaving the bed and I would say to myself over and over again, "Slow down you're doing fine, what's the hurry for?" Guess I have enough for today to stop worrying about the years to come, for what i have is here and now. I am more than grateful for all the things i have had, so when i look back I see a lot of sense on my past, brings peace today, and creates a marvelous vision of tomorrow. So for this day I am A-okay!
So here's the thing, everyday is a mind struggle.
Hope everyone is doing okay too. Enjoy the song. Billy Joel brings me peace and psychedelic high every time.
Well who says you can't wear your sleepwear out? My grandma would kill me for this (RIP Inang). Well I thrifted this black lace nighties for 10php, about quarter of a dollar and this bubble nude dress too for 1$. Wore them together and wahhhlah! I know am cheap. Need to loosen the strings of my purse a little bit, but this is such a cheap thrill for me. It feels so much good. Am cheap and good. Am like made from China.
c",). Peace!
So for the last couple of days I've been very useful for the good of all mankind, and i missed visiting your blogs. So for this weekend break, ill go back to my old self and stalk all of you. Promise.
....give in to heat. As the burning summer heat continuously unfolds to each passing days and nights, as the sure-as-death remorseless drought spread on our lands, as well as draining all the creativity left in you, my logic tells me to fight it off with every will and strength i have in the name of fashion. hihihihi. But I know one day ill compromise and fall into sin and just let myself burn in summer.
Thrifted this lace dress for half a dollar (20php). Ahamazing details! It's Friday today right? Yey! Thank God for Friday!
Mio in Italian means "Mine", in Japanese "Three times as strong". In here, Mio Mendiola is a son to a single mother Jasmine fighting for his life against cancer. And this is their love story. Please read their blog and lets share their story to our families and friends.
I guess a mother always understand what a child does not say. Every dream and wishes, pain and discomfort, words are not needed for a mother to understand fully what their child feels and thinks. Am not yet a mom to a human being, but one look and i know what Koffy needs. A certain look when he wants to pee or drink, when he's hungry, or when he wants to play, or when he's just bored and cranky. And especially when he's sick, it just breaks my heart every time. He didn't come from me but he's all mine. Ill do and give everything for him to have a fighting chance for the next 13 years of his life. I may be shallow but what i have is a mother's love to a dog.
Mio is a five year old boy and he's everything Jasmine got. Let's give this child a chance to finish his school, play sports, go to college, meet new friends, have a crush, or get his heart broken, go places, fall in love, get married and one day have his own kids, or just be a healthy son to Jasmine for as long as they both shall live.
So this is the finished product of my diy necklace that i wore this morning together with my favorite black dress, aka "uniform" to a breakfast date with a dear friend who's decided to take her adventure to the next level and accepted a job abroad. Am a little sad cos it's gonna be a long while to see her again to whom am very close to since we have so much in common. Cos we both grew up in an unusual bubble protected environment......well something to that effect. hihihi. It's a little hard to explain. So am just happy for her, she's finally doing what she loves to do.
After hugging and kissing her the last thing i remember saying was, "Okay, see you around, ill facebook you." hahahahaha. I don't facebook much, but It's enough reason not to cancel my account there anymore.
Okay, first of all, how freaking good am i for taking this photo?!!??? And second of all why is photography so hard?????!
But anyway am doing something for myself that am not gonna sell, just for myself to keep. This is from these scallops we feasted on not that long time ago. Since am big on recycling and i don't have the heart to throw away those gorgeous shells, so after cleaning it I thought it would be fun to see these beauty wrapped around my neck. And hopefully by tomorrow it'll be finished.
Sometimes I tend to compare myself with other women my age or younger than me by two to three years and always felt short when it comes to maturity level. I read somewhere before that, growing old is mandatory, but growing up is optional. That's true at least in my case. I don't have a ten-year-long-plan. I think my only focus right now is to fatten our retirement bank account for all our dream vacation trips when we reach 40. When it comes to that, my determination is a little on the autistic side. Am obsessed. But i want to grow old, live long and die ripe with age and memories, till worms welcome me with their slimy kisses and soil's warmth fill the deadness in me. Sounds exciting and delicious. c",) hihihi.
Growing up is never easy. You hold on to things that were, you wonder what's to come. Sometimes it's scary cos maturity is a high price you pay for growing old and up, which isn't for everyone as we all know. And it sucks when society expect us to reach a certain level of maturity and growth when we don't.
At least i have learned to laugh off the things i have done; stupid crazy things in the past. Cos it's a sign of maturity they say, when you finally had your first real laugh - at yourself.
I believe in God, in nature, in angles & demons, in good and evil person. They really do exist. That angels live in good people and demons in evil person.
I believe in the power of spoon and fork. Am a Filipino. Rice will save me from all hunger.
I believe in prayer, meditation when doing number two, and music and art. I believe in the power of fibers. You'll feel new every morning.
I believe in my moral code that goes like this : lie in little amount, don't over do it, just don't tell the entire truth cos then it's not really super lying. But don't ever, ever lie about your age. You're going to hell.
I believe in Karma and my evil laugh is getting better and better everyday with practice. bwahahahahahahaaha!
I believe in science, astronauts, aliens, and American Idol and Glee.
I believe in kissing and hugging and spooning. Okay. Nuf said.
I believe in the power of stupidity and ignorance. It can save people from a lot of pain. Too much knowledge is a burden. But i strongly believe in too much reading.
I believe in my friends and they believe in me. We're like the modern 20 apostles. That includes Mary Magdalene and all the Marys in the bible.
I believe in recycling as well as shopping, and SALE.
I believe that next to human being, dogs are the animal closest to God's heart. And that there is a dog heaven.
I believe that there are probably 3 people (more or less) find me annoying.
I believe in giving a lot. Sharing stories. Integrity. LOVE and friendship.
I believe that life should not be taken seriously. No man is sane who does not know how to be crazy on proper occasions.
...and last but not the least
I believe in this life. I am searching for peace, happiness, love and prosperity in this life not for the sake of my security in after life. Cos We really do not know what's after here. After all we only get to live once. If we die, we're dead, we're gone. The beauty of life is in here. Our salvation is evident on how we're living our life. And my heaven is upon my little life right now. Sometimes i feel like hell but mostly am in heaven.
So tell me, that's your religion? Have a great day everyone!
I don't collect, I don't have a mountain of unused clothes rotting somewhere in our apartment, but I am probably one of those people who's got a skill preserving their possessions for years and years. My closet has a compartment for my old clothes, shoes, cards, love letters, stupid diaries, photos and tuition receipts from my college years. I guess am a little sentimental for old shit, but for some reason i must have (intentionally) lost my report cards. hahaha. So okay do the math, that was more than ten years ago. I don't know, I just want to hold on to that part of me. And yesterday i wore my 3 year old dress and my 8 year old shoes. I remember the first time i wore these spiky wedges, people can't stop looking at them and yesterday it still draw the same attention. Well, time will pass, people grow old but some things doesn't seem to change...Memories - just a way to hold onto the things we love, the things we once were, and the things we never want to lose. And my head is just bursting with lots of them, hope and prayed i can take them with me forever.
I may not know fashion, but i love Alexander McQueen. My heart goes out to him, his loved ones and his legacy. We will surely never forget his fabulous Armadillo heels. Because of that the world will never be the same. And we're all just sad.
We've lost a great visionary genius but heaven's got a new angel. RIP Lee McQueen.
Thank you for dropping by, Denise! Let's spread the art of reading! Let's know if you're looking for a particular book, perhaps we can help in finding it. :)
Happy birthday den den!! Hope that you'd have more and more and more and more happy birthdays to come. May the Lord continue to shower you blessings and love... God bless you sis!!!
You've been such a nice friend to most of us and we cherish you in ourlives...
evrytym na ngmumultiply ako im always looking at ur photos!! and ur outfits,, wai,,ur so amazing ate den!! hahaha... i wish u wer my sister... hahaha,, i loved dresses kz so much but im a litle bit chuby hahaha or i shud say mtaba tlga pro i loved to wear dress so much... ur my idol,,hahaha, by d way im jayme's frend,,im a big fan of urs
hi :) i love reading your blog.,la lang.,and the way you dress and your pictures are cool! thought your sort of a model in the magazine :) makes me smile.,inspiring too. thanks,ciao
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