Since HS I am a “fashion lover girl”. Did I start to be kikay in that age? Hmm, most of us is kikay already when we’re still a little girl. Maybe I got that interest from my older sisters. They are also self-confessed fashion freaks. Aside from them being my influence, my attention got stocked on magazines which thoroughly impacted in my sense in styles. They feature numerous of trendy stuffs that turned my fashion interest in a hype manner. I forgot to mention that I want to be a fashion designer in the age of 13 years old. Actually until now, I am a frustrated Fashion Designer. Well, who knows? I can be in that realm someday. It’s funny how I use my blanket or towel as my cloth and there I do my clothing designs particularly gowns. I used to do a ramp wearing my “designed gown” on a “runway” or better if we call it hallway.
And because of this frustration, my addiction to accessories came out. Admit it, there are lots of body attachments that get your attention whenever you’re out in malls. Now, I was shocked to see all of these collections even though I trash out some of them. I didn’t notice their quantity. Some of them were kept since I am 10 years old, I think. I hate when I throw something even I know won’t be able to use it that’s why they call me “makalat”. As I sort my accessories and put them in their right places, I saw how memory keeper I am. I saw rings full of rust I do have any plans of disposing it because they’re given to me by special people. I value little things like this. I also saw some accessories that are not in line anymore and I still kept it. These things resulted to a huge and nice collection. Good thing, I fixed it because If I don’t it will surely overflow. From now on, I will put everything in place. I want to treasure all of these things and see them years from now.
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