top row, l-r: v-necked shirt that was stretched in the laundry, thanks to our laundrywoman with the overly powerful hands and also in part to the shoddy quality of forever21 products/ draped tunic, thrifted / draped vest
middle row: sack dress, thrifted / striped shirt, thrifted / tank top
bottom row: tank top, stretched, again thanks to our laundrywoman and forever21 / button down, thrifted / skirt-rag-like-thing, thrifted
gray shorts, hand me down / denim shorts, hand me down / white shorts, hand me down
I know. Please accept my apologies for seemingly disappearing off the face of the earth. My final defense is finally over, and I'm glad to say that the results are positive. I actually feel like I've accomplished something worth being proud of.
Moving on. I'm dying in this heat. Philippine summers are definitely in a different league. Last week the hottest recorded day for the year 2011 so far has yielded a temperature of 36°C and I fervently hope that that will stay as the highest temperature Manila will ever experience this summer (or ever, but that's wishing for too much). Experiencing the worst headache in the history of all my headaches coupled with vomiting because of the heat is an incident I never wish to repeat, and I've been through a lot of migraines.
To combat the searing temperatures, one must be dressed appropriately. I cannot even bear to wear pants anymore. Unfortunately for me, I was never fond of summer clothing so my choices are limited. I tried my best to sift through my predominantly black and gray closet and managed to cobble a somewhat suitable summer capsule wardrobe consisting mainly of items made with lightweight fabrics. I cannot do anything about the color palette though.
I'm itching to go thrift shopping. I've been holding off from making any unnecessary purchases because most of my money goes to printing costs, transportation and other expenses for my thesis but now that I'm a graduate and have no more school obligations, I can now relax and for me that means thrift shopping. A huge drawback of being a graduate though is that I no longer have a steady allowance because I must fend for myself now. I fear the possibility of a penniless post-grad existence. Must. Secure. A. Job. NOW.