Before, I have always maintained that I shouldn't over saturate my Instagram profile with my face. But when 2013 came, I even have to make an effort to post random things just so I can break my vanity rampage. It is hard. (That's what she said!)
One day, I'll probably bring my camera for higher resolution in my photos. Nevertheless, this micro vanity breaks (©JV Maralit) have been a great stress reliever for me. Let me put it this way: Some take yosi breaks, I do this.
There are two types of people who take their photos from elevator reflections: great dressers with no personal photographers a la Camille Co, or really vain people. Seeing that I would take my photo regardless of how haphazardly I dressed, of course I belong in the latter!
One time, my iPhone camera lagged too long and the elevator already reached my floor. I did the most sensible thing, and that is to make a round trip back to the ground floor. Yes, someone I know saw me. Kebs!
Then, there are times when I feel like "Hey, I just woke up. I'll drop my side bangs and put on lipstick. Only lipstick." Very Titanic Rose moment. I used to wear only nude lipsticks because I was scared that colored ones are too loud and something I cannot pull off. 2013 is going to change that.
Since the office stairwell is my favorite place in the office to cry and/or make personal phone calls, one day it hit me. Why do I not take photos using the floor to ceiling windows that reflects my image!
Then it leveled up. I started feeling comfortable with my fire exit. Yes, I have already marked it as my territory and sweet escape.
The legs on those photos greatly depict my frustration for long legs, a few more inches and I would have made my childhood dream happen--joining Binibing Pilipinas. Huhu. All I can do now is to pose them in a way that would make them look longer and leaner. They are muscly in real life.
I originally just wanted to take a photo of my skirt. I just bought it last week from Arf, you see. Yesterday when I was in a hurry, still with dripping wet hair, I had to pick the fastest outfit I can from my pile of clothes. This led me to the most effortless combination that I always sport in such situations--The T-shirt + Girly Skirt Pair.
It's not even an ensemble, just a couple of clothing pieces worn together. For this certain pairing, I had to use a (ex)boyfriend shirt that was on the top of the pile.
Aaaand by now, you must probably be thinking, "Wow, what a narcissist! Who could ever make a post this long only to talk about herself and her vanity." For this, my only response would be...
One day, I'll probably bring my camera for higher resolution in my photos. Nevertheless, this micro vanity breaks (©JV Maralit) have been a great stress reliever for me. Let me put it this way: Some take yosi breaks, I do this.
There are two types of people who take their photos from elevator reflections: great dressers with no personal photographers a la Camille Co, or really vain people. Seeing that I would take my photo regardless of how haphazardly I dressed, of course I belong in the latter!
One time, my iPhone camera lagged too long and the elevator already reached my floor. I did the most sensible thing, and that is to make a round trip back to the ground floor. Yes, someone I know saw me. Kebs!
Since the office stairwell is my favorite place in the office to cry and/or make personal phone calls, one day it hit me. Why do I not take photos using the floor to ceiling windows that reflects my image!
Then it leveled up. I started feeling comfortable with my fire exit. Yes, I have already marked it as my territory and sweet escape.
The legs on those photos greatly depict my frustration for long legs, a few more inches and I would have made my childhood dream happen--joining Binibing Pilipinas. Huhu. All I can do now is to pose them in a way that would make them look longer and leaner. They are muscly in real life.
I originally just wanted to take a photo of my skirt. I just bought it last week from Arf, you see. Yesterday when I was in a hurry, still with dripping wet hair, I had to pick the fastest outfit I can from my pile of clothes. This led me to the most effortless combination that I always sport in such situations--The T-shirt + Girly Skirt Pair.
It's not even an ensemble, just a couple of clothing pieces worn together. For this certain pairing, I had to use a (ex)boyfriend shirt that was on the top of the pile.
Aaaand by now, you must probably be thinking, "Wow, what a narcissist! Who could ever make a post this long only to talk about herself and her vanity." For this, my only response would be...





