Learn to Love again


Finally. I know you guys have been waiting for me to post an outfit, which I myself am pretty excited too.

2nd semester finally had its time and its all dust this time around. Now Im enjoying my 2-week summer ‘break’. This time around I have summer classes, which is quite a bum and all, but its better than doing nothing when you’re at home.

Me and my sister took turn taking shots of ourselves and the results are quite satisfactory, good I might say ūüôā

Here’s my sister’s outfit (which undeniably garnered 100+ ¬†likes in facebook, talk about ms. popular)


AND here’s my look. I used my recently bought black denim shirt (which isnt¬†actually¬†denim, the cloth pattern made it look like denim + its¬†comfortable to¬†wear) along with my camel suede pants-turned-pedal some spiked accessories and shoes.










The time of ‘shoot’ was late afternoon around 4:00 pm, so the heat is a bit ablaze and the sun is still bright. but I love how it turned out + how my post-processing skills has gone honed.

Some of you might be wondering why ‘Learn to Love again’ is the title. Lets just say, I went through something tragic, recovering, yes, and in no time Ill be back in track. Somehow the wounds he left we a bit lighter, or maybe this time around Im just stronger than my previous self. Well, what doesnt kill you make you stronger as they would say so lets abide.

if you have a lookbook account, feel free to hype my look here and be my fan here

More outfits to be posted. so stay tuned.

Loves. xx



Bonus post: My Instagram!!!

Hi readers!

I just want to share to you my IG account. As you can see I have quite a talent in photography and image post-processing. Carrying professional cams around the globr would be a bit bulky and Im an ‘on-the-go’ person – ai travel lightly (Id like to think it that way). So instead of a camera I use my phone (whose shots are also quite impressive. 8 mp.)

Though IG’s filters are already awesome on its own, I prefer to tweak my photos a bit more so I use a variety of phone apps for filters.

I prefet sharing pictures than posting a status. You can get to the point more + I like to play with ny camera.

Anywhoo. My IG account is @nemorcust

I dont post self pics and food that much. So Im more of a hipster person. Here are some of my best pictures:























Been using IG for almost a year now.I post some photos of my everyday life. Some boys. Fashion and some photos from the internet that is somehow worth sharing. Go and check out my account it has like 300+ photos.

Feel free to follow. See you @ IG

Lovess. Xx

maybe I know somewhere, deep in my soul that love never lasts. and we’ve got to find other ways to make it alone but keep a straight face.

and up until now, I have sworn to myself that Im content with loneliness….

Hi readers!

Just want to share you a little rant of mine, which has been bothering me

its been about two weeks since I stopped dreaming. I finally came into my senses and that daze that went on for nearly a year dissipated. I have yet to realize that I was fooling myself all along, I was fooling myself yet again. It hurts, I fell apart, with numbed senses I was able to wake up with my body on the hard concrete. Reality hurts. All my life, Im always on the pursuit of happiness, who wouldnt? I cherish the hope that someday, happiness will hit me like a train and all I can do is smile.

Weeks before I dreamt of my almost lover. He was sweet. He said he was sorry, he was sorry for breaking a heart as lovely as mine. He wrapped his arms around my shoulder and pulled me in to a hug. His embrace was overwhelming and warm. I was happy, teary-eyed even, from that moment the world stopped. I was high with ecstasy and from that hug I realized that I wasnt truly happy my whole life. And I woke up crying. All is but a dream, that I am happy only if I sleep all day and disregard the world around me, in my dreams, I feel happy.

its hard to start again. its hard to love again knowing you’ll be risking another set of wounds. But I am strong, what doesnt kill me only made me stronger. I have yet written another chapter, and a chapter anew is something different, and something better. Things that come with time will always be better. I can learn to love again.



That feeling

You know that feeling that you miss someone so badly but cant do anything about it?

I want to talk to him or IM him but its.. just not right. + he has a girlfriend. But I really want to see him again.

Im so inclined in being desolate and loneliness really loves my company. If only loneliness could come in human form, Id be married.

When would my prince come for me? Srsly.


TGIF 2013 Glamazon: A Designer’s Arena

Being a designer is not simply about being creative, mixing color schemes, studying different concepts of design or sketching an elaborate croquis, a designer needs to have attitude, substance, a philosopher in mind and in heart. Procuring a variety of designs is a result of the creative artist’s catharsis, its where a designer pours and purifies his emotions into his yet-to-be magnum opus.

As a first step to my dream of being a designer, I entered Uni’s TGIF event – An annual event where student designers are given a chance to showcase their God-given talents in creating brilliant designs later to be strut on the glorified runway. I had the opportunity in my hands and almost slipped it away but I was glad I took it back. The whole experience was menacing, juggling the life of a medical student by day and rampaging through scaffolds of assemblages and work as a designer by night (not to mention depriving my body of sleep), but it was rewarding, I had the certain mindset that I wasnt working for the trophy or any of the awards, I was working on my design for I know its my passion and its overwhelming to see your creation come to life, it was all that matters.

In the earlier stages of our work, I had a sense of doubt and intimidation. I doubted we could ever finish our work on time, or our designs would lack attractiveness or would be bland compared to the other colleges, still we worked on.

On the night of the event I didnt feel nervous, I was excited. Excited to see how talented my fellow student designers are, and how I could learn and garner incentives from them to be later on added to my repertoire. The theme of this year’s TGIF event was GLAMAZON, which¬†emphasizes the¬†late¬†dernier cri of animal prints. The¬†event¬†had 4 categories namely Arthropod (insects), Lofty (Birds) , Tamed (Harmless animals), and Predators (reptiles, lions etc).

Their designs fail to disappoint

Every model flaunted a work of art. Works of art that deep inside resembled the tears, sweat (and probably blood) that were shed to make their pieces come to a reality. Each model giving justice to the design by adding zest to their strut on the runway.

Here are some pictures that I shamelessly grabbed from facebook. Taken by:

Renz Geffrey

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Pictures taken by the amazing Adrian Alquisada. I wasnt at the front row when I was watching. Though I still had a glance of the exotic clothes, the shots left me in awe, jaw-dropping awe.

The shots are not in chronological order. My apologies for that.

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Although we left with empty hands, I didnt feel that way. I was happy, satisfied to be exact, and wanting for more. The TGIF experience gave me new insights, planning and better incentives since I am a newbie. Improvements and better management should be observed by next year, Im willing to join again and implement new experiences and strategies to guarantee our college would get the sure win.

See you all in my next post.

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A very late christmas post

Have I told you guys that Im blogging from my phone?

Well a week ago we celebrated Christmas. And my cousin’s first birthday, so the celebration is pretty big with all the food, the parties, the presents, the visitors, you get the big picture.









The party was a breeze, and a total knock out on my part. There were a lot of wonderful and delightful food that time, down part is, I CANT TASTE ANY OF IT. I mean for God’s sake, who gets sick? Especially during the holidays? I was so frustrated that time. Well, as restitution, I did receive some wonderful presents ūüėČ



but believe me, being sick after jump was so… i dont know, off. Its like I wasted days of my vacation just being sick. I used to tell myself this is my season, because its my bday and a week after is Chrsitmas a week later is New Year and you know, a lot to celebrate. Well compared to this year, I liked my holidays last year, probably because I wasnt sick. Well thats all gone and past now. But who am I to regret? Though I admit my days of vacation were somehow ‘not enough’ I kind of had fun :))

Hopefully this year, it will be better… advance Merry Christmas and Happy New Year to everyone ūüôā
Well. See you all again.

Lots of Love. With Orange Colored Skies.


Apocalyptic Shopping

Hi everyone ūüôā

I dont know if Im deserving to show my face to you right now, since I broke ny promise to update this blog more often.

Ok Im sorry + I know the rule that you shouldnt apologize when its accompanied by an excuse, but here’s my excuse:

-school. Ive been so busy. Obviously.
-lazyness. Well it loves my company.
-frequent blocks. There are just times where I dont know what to blog about.

Well I wont promise that Ill blog regularly but Ill do my best to blog ūüôā

Ok so as all of you know about the Mayan prophecy that the world WILL end by 21st of December this year. Well. It didnt. I didnt believed such thing from the start, though I admit Ive been a bit scared when I saw the movie. Well as every human being should do when the world ends: Live like there is no tomorrow.

Some people would prolly make use of their well-preserved virginity or fuck every person they meet on thw street. Some just posted end-of-the-world nudes in their respective accounts. Well I myself just made my apocalyptic experience special.

Knowing that the world is going to end 3 days aftwr my bday, I decided to go and make use of hard-saved allowance.


First I bought some fierce kicks. Studded and gold. Ive been craving for these babies since I first saw them trend 2 seasons ago. Luckily I now own a pair ūüôā






I also bought some accessories to add up to my collection. Im more of a fanciful accessory junky. They’re iconic + affordable (and by affordable I mean CHEAP) there’s this local accessory store which is prolly owned by a chinese merchant where they sell these accessories for quite a decent value (unlike those wallet-bleeding accessories u find in branded stores)


Lastly I bought some new clothes!! Two new pants. I have thise weird shortage of trousers, to the extent that Ive been using the same pair every week!!! I also bought my button-ups. The two are denim. Well denim-like I think. Ive been wanting to own these since forever. I bought the shirt because I love the print and I thought it had ARMANI on it. But no, it spelt MR MAN. Do I have dyslexia or something??

Well its Xmas eve here in my place so Im gonna go and stuff myself. Ive been a bag of bones lately. Ill post another one soon.


Lots of Love. With Orange Colored Skies.

~Gaetana xx.

On Apostasy and Atheism

Hello everybody!

This semester (which already ended) we have this Philosophy subject; Philosophy of Man. I dont really know what is this subject all about, but I do think that it revolves on everything related to Man and the wisdom accustomed to it, one of which is the discussion of Love, Aspirations, Death, Life, Beliefs and the like.

Although I wish our Philosophy teacher should have discussed us the topic of love, there’s this topic that roused my mind and made me ponder and sight some of my opinion on the topic. The topic is:

Theism and Atheism.

First of all, you all probably know what is theism and atheism, to those who havent, theism is the belief in gods or other deities, atheism on the other hand is disbelief in gods or other deities.

We made a report about this 2 weeks ago, usingthis site as our reference (wikipedia is just too complicated!) I wont cite the whole article on that matter so just read it there if you want to know more about atheism.

Here is my opinion on Atheism and Theism.

Having gown up in a catholic family and a catholic community, I was exposed to the very being that I believed in and set my life on. I questioned most of the people if they had ever seen or met God, some say they havent, some say they did, some say its the very reason they’re living (to meet God), His existence kept strong by the local media, traditions, and the Church.

I for one believed he existed for many reasons: first, I was afraid of going to hell, second, the Church and the community taught that he exists and His existence is beyond human capacity to understand thus it is called aMystery, Third, I needed to believe in Him because if I didnt I might be assumed to be a satanist, pretty much any reason except feeling His true presence.

There are times I do feel His presence, that He is there and I know He loves me (though Im gay). Im not an atheist, nor am I a fully devoted Christian. I might say Im torn between but I think Im on the right path, making it my own, cleaving my own path possibly someone must have done before.

I believe in God, but I dont believe in the Church. No, Im not against the Church or anything derived from it. I dont believe in the sacred powers religion has to offer,all I know is that I know God, he exists, he loves me and I love him. I dont need anyone to tell me how to get near him or what should I do to be saved, like I should be this, I should be that, I shouldnt be like this or I should be like that.

People might say Im just confused or underdeveloped or anything in between, but that’s what I have understood, its my opinion, no one can change that. All I know is that God exists, and I dont need religion to tell me what to do just to get to Him, he’s already with me, loving me, staying with me, never forsaking me.

Oh and another thing, if I say that I dont believe in religion, people would then treat me as an outcast. They begin to transform like hypocrites creating borders thoroughly deviating you, like you are really different and you’re not one of them. But the idea of religion is just nonsensical¬†ūüėź

I have a lot of things to discover since Im still in an early age.

This is my stand, till now ūüôā

Comments are welcome. Please dont add any offensive comments. Offensive comments will be removed.

~Lots of Love

~With Orange Colored Skies.




Blog Rekindled

Hey guys!

Another semester¬†Happily¬†ended. Now Im here at home trying to spend the day off. The break’s gonna be a bit busy for me since I got a lot to do, but Ill come back to that later. The past month probably killed my internet life, I havent been posting much often and quite virtually lethargic, not to mention Im 21 followers less now because of my malevolent inactivity.

I do miss you guys! I’ve been super busy juggling the life of a student, a coordinator, a friend, a lover, Im even quite lucky to even have a social life. But this month (yes, I have a month off!) Ill do my very best to post more often. I have a lot (I repeat, A LOT) in store for you!

As usual Ill update some of my fashion posts and do some photographies while I’m at it. I’ll also throw in some of my literary works and essays + Ill post some of my ‘short stories’ I infamously call¬†Midtown Journals:¬†Frustrations¬†of the Lost Teenage Life.

The journal, preferably is a collection of stories of how *I wish* my life¬†would’ve¬†been.

I have this list of What to do this month here are some

  • Driving Lessons
  • Cut-out tees
  • Dye my hair green
  • Tattoo (optional)
  • Another piercing (optional)
  • Galaxy prints
  • Sew some clothes (once I already have a sewing machine)
  • Tell him

There’s a lot that I have in mind lately, but it depends upon the weather, driving is prolly my priority right now since it will benefit me the most. This month has a lot in stored for me, Ill be hoping for a new phone hopefully around next week ūüėČ

btw, I havent gone first base before. Care to give me some help?

see you around

~Lots of Love. With Orange Colored Skies.



If you wanna go..


So I’ve been rewatching the first season of Drop Dead Diva. The cast is just sooo flawless + the season finale was priceless. I almost cried on the fact that Jane is going to be disbarred. I also love the song they used on the season finale. Its titled¬†If you wanna go – Joy Williams. I love everything about it. I just want to feel so sentimental sometimes (friggin scumbag¬†emotionally¬†unstable brain)

Here’s the video btw,

Here’s another batch of some outfit photos me and my Bff took ūüôā


We found this weed field with some awesome rock formations. + the wild weeds look more like wheat. I still have lots of venues for photoshoots in mind. I want to take a shoot in the beach next time, but Im all outta outfits.




My hair got a little off guard since its very windy that time + my hair is firggin thick ūüėź I need a haircut.

Oh and about my back, it seems that ¬†I have a minor fracture, prolly in my upper back since these¬†poor¬†babies cushioned my fall from the infamous flight off the stairs 2 weeks before. I still dont know if I should be bedridden for a month or whatever. I think Im just too stressed + my paranoia is just worse, I thought I have spinal cancer which I dont know if its a word or that disease even exists ūüėź

Well I have nothing much to say. I just wish I already have a job and a decent paycheck so I can order a FAME perfume or the whole set online. Im curious of how it smells like. Unfortunately, Im allergic to scented lotions and stuff but the perfume and the soap will do. I still dont know if Ill be able to use the soap since I just want to sniff it all day and all night.

Still thankful and still relaxing from my 4-day weekend here at home. I just want to get the stress off. Maybe Ill treat my BFF later at Greenwhich or whatever. I still want a boyfriend though.


How was your week?

Lots of Love. With Orange Colored Skies.



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