I've been away for much too long from blogging for almost 5 months now and alas... I'm like a newbie again I can't find my way. Haha I feel so dumb not knowing how to open my blog but it's a good thing that I've saved everything in my laptop so one click and I don't need any password or anything like that to get here.
Blogger has a new look and I'm kinda awkward posting this because I'm not used to the set up. But anyways I'm back again into blogging. I just had an invite from Nuffnang for AyosDito.ph Iball so I decided to power on my thinking caps again.
Wee I'm in Manila now so more happenings and things to blog. A lot of things happened already I hope I can write more here from now. And I need to get my alexa ranking back I'm just in 27 million now so far from the previous 600 000... shame.
I still don't write for the sake of traffic but still it's not bad as a side dish hehe.
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kris10na ☮♥☺
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kris10na ☮♥☺
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Blogging in general has never been easy...
but despite the odds it's always been fun
though sometimes tedious when I'm not in the mood for my blah, blah, blah
People accuse you of being self-absorbed, narcissistic or vain though I'm a bit of it all... haha
Seriously everyone is self-absorbed sometimes and I admit I'm a bit of a narcissist but never vain.
I spend so much time a long time ago seeing my flaws in the mirror, I'm a different kind of Narcissa I guess.
This picture is ugly, I know.
If journal blogging invites too much ridicule what more is fashion blogging eh?
Especially for plus size women like me.
Someone said I promote obesity for being out and loud proclaiming I'm plus size.
But WTH not everyone can be Size Zero?
I'm just saying "whatever body you're in, own it and be comfortable with your own skin."
There's nothing wrong wanting to lose weight
but since I'm still stuck with this I guess I have to enjoy the perks of being plus size... sarcasm bleh
Arts, Fashion, Aesthetics or whatever isn't superficiality if you don't obsess with it.
I like simple things, I like to enjoy life and by enjoying life I mean celebrating every sense of it.
This is self-expression and creativity if you can't understand that not my damn problem anymore.
But I'll bet my 2 cents on this that my way of life is as simple as it can get.
Freedom... it is.
My inhibitions are out.
I won't let anyone eat me out without a fight.
Life is what you make it.
Stand up and fight even if the reflection screaming at you isn't always looking as good as your best.
Twas Never Easy
Blue Pearl Boutique Oversized Boho printed dress
Tiendesitas yellow bangle
black and yellow flowered ring
Ethnic yellow-gold earrings
Rusty Lopez purple strappy sandals
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kris10na ☮♥☺
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I made this last Saturday, my own version of Spring Rolls or Lumpia. It could be fried or fresh but because I got lazy I just preferred fried. But I guess if I were a bit strict on healthy eating I'll choose the latter. Anyways, what's done is done so here it is another hearty meal except for the extra corn oil bleh.
Speckled Spring Rolls (Cheddar Tuna Herbs & Sprouted Lumpia in Olive Oil with 3 kinds of Dips)
olive oil
garlic
red onions
tuna
sprouted
iodized salt (to taste)
marjoram
thyme
cheddar
corn oil
molo wrappers
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| Pour Olive Oil in a heated pan. |
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| Saute garlic until brown and add onions. Toast the tuna for a bit then add sprouted and a slice of butter. Let it cook for a few minutes while tossing it to prevent burning. |
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| Let the mixture cool for a while and get ready to roll it with the molo wrappers. Add cheese on top of 1/2 tablespoon mixture. |
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| I used molo wrappers because it's what's available at that time and 2 pieces of wrappers per piece of spring rolls for it's a bit brittle for the Lumpia mixture. |
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| Pan fry the spring rolls in Corn Oil. |
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| Serve with any dips you like. I have 3 dips here: mayo with catsup mang tomas jufran sweet chili sauce |
It was a bit rainy that night and I've nowhere to go so I hang out for quite sometime in the Gazebo of Metropolitan Cathedral which explains the wet lining of the skirt... haha.
While I was busy taking these photos there was another photographer snapping a few shots behind my back. If only he didn't have a camera it could have been weird. But there a few more who were there and didn't.
I hate it when I wanted some "ME" time and people are popping out in the place where I'm chilling.
I know I don't own the place but still I don't like nosy people who show up just to check
what you're doing when you're just listening to music with your laptop on full speaker volume
and taking snaps alone outside the church
unless they want to strike up a conversation that would be a lot better.
unless they want to strike up a conversation that would be a lot better.
The rain had stopped and the wind started to blow my hair.
It carries the name of thy faith and I've nothing left to do but be mesmerized by the beauty of the moment.
Come... sit a while and think with me.
Sometimes the wind whispers your name and I'm mesmerized...
blue metallic headband
kultura rose bamboo earrings
kultura rose bamboo earrings
ethnic-patterned backless shirt
cotton full skirt
skechers cali sandals
butterfly large bag from dv
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kris10na ☮♥☺
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101 Truths About Me: #8 I'm a hopeless romantic.
It may never show but I am a hopeless romantic ever since. I enjoy sappy movies, crappy love songs sometimes but never much in the open or out loud.
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| All my life, my heart has yearned for a thing I cannot name. --- Andre Breton |
Maybe it's because I never really had a real boyfriend in a sense that all my bfs are net bfs. I also always joke about love stuff being eww but deep inside I've been longing for Mr. Right, for that one soulmate who will lend his ears and heart even for a while to comfort me and eases my hollow soul.
This is the only time I'll ever admit it there are times when I glance around and see couples and I felt envious and kept wondering for my other half too, my special someone. Maybe I've been way to good of a pretender, pretending I didn't need anybody, pretending I'm tough enough to survive all these mess alone in my lifetime. But today I'm brave enough to face reality. I'm just a girl wanting to be loved, waiting to be loved. I am still a feminist, boyish and all that but I have that side and it's claiming its rightful place in my soul, my mind, and my body. On top of my lungs I wanted to scream and let that little girl inside me out, that little girl who always wanted to be pampered. That little girl who's always been a princess but never wanted to be a damsel in distress.
Life is such a mystery sometimes a misery and sometimes a magical fantasy-reality. One day I'll hope to meet my prince not riding a mighty chariot but just merely smiling at the sight of my pretty face wanting to love me without the expectations of a masterpiece, wanting to share his life with me without pretenses, wanting to breath the same air with me, share the laughter and the tears of living, the joy of love and the grace of God.
Someday, for now I'll just let it be praying that destiny, fate, faith, love and all that will do magic to fulfill my very own fairytale.
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A loving heart is the beginning of all knowledge. --- Thomas Carlyle |
