Everyday is "ME" day

Hey,

Did you know that “Lazy” has a new name? – It starts with “M” and ends with “E”. Well, actually, that’s not really something new.

With some recent disappointments, I can actually say that I've come to a standstill. How did I know that? A few days ago I told my boyfriend that "I think I would like to be a full-time house wife". Those words that I did not dare pertain to me, ever, gushed out of my mouth like a geyser, and It even caught Paul off-guard. Maybe a year ago the thought would totally give me the creeps and would push me to be productive, but ever since I've been an active member of the Church of God I now have a new way of looking at things or sort of like a change of perspective in a less irritable way.

After all, just because the word “house” is literally next to the word “wife” doesn't mean that I have to take it in physical-literal form. House is a “noun” and not “ verb” so I’ll take that as a reassurance that I don’t have to be inside the house all the time talking to trinkets (which I don’t seem to mind at all).

Anyway, I’m like this now because my sewing machine is being a b*tch and kept snapping her needle thread at me so it’s affecting my behavior. Toodles for now.

Love,
“ME”

P.S: I'm totally bothered by my wrinkled cover-up just now.Oh, this is heart wrenching -_-

If you can't afford one;Make one

{Pa-sweet Clothing dress, Random peach corset, and DIY Jil Sander Inspired lunch bag}

Having your own sewing machine and knowing how to pattern and sew has its BIG benefits, 1) Custom Fit clothes 2) Create any dress you want for less 3) Free Clothes! and 4) Imitate Jil Sander's infamous Leather Lunchbags; However, 'Imitate' is such a big word (not to mention being subjected to a lawsuit), don't you think? Let's use DIY instead.

Instead of using leather, I opted for a fabric and print that speaks Cham Gumin a.k.a Pa-sweet Clothing - What else but vintage pattern. Friends would ally me with florals, but please, I'd rather be associated with damasks. Don't get me wrong because I still like floralsl.

I'm planning on experimenting with different fabrics and prints for the lunch bags. My next choice would be Gold, and also one with a foil-y character, but just like how I can't afford the original one, I bet gold leathers are as expensive. Woe, is me who is stingy.

Love,

Cham Gumin

Utilitarianism

{Pa-sweet Clothing Jacket, Vans PHFW giveaway shirts, and thrift Drop-crotch pants and shoes}

Hey,

I find Drop Crotch pants (NOT JEANS) and Over sized jackets convenient lately. It saves the effort to keep the underneath bulge free, especially when my family decides on a spontaneous dinner outside the city.

Considering that I've been crazy-busy these past weeks, I can safely say that I'm beginning to love being a Utilitarian. And as soon as I thought I can finally relax... this happens.

Not that I'm complaining, mind you, but time seems to fly when you're on a deadline. FYI, I'm bad with deadlines.

Anyhow, Join me on the said date if you're around the area. I might sell this jacket there and might (meaning there's a big chance) be giving away some free stuff. You read right, this sentence is holy -- Giving away some free stuff. 

Love,

Cham Gumin

P.S:
But then there's the word "MIGHT".

Brush Strokes

{Pa-sweet clothing midi skirt, Sabella top. Gifted bag(Dad) and Shoes (Boyf) and Ribbon band made by me}

Hey you, 

I don't know why, but these days I lack the enthusiasm to tell something about what I was wearing, because essentially that would make me look like a personal style blogger rather than ... something else I've yet to figure out.

If I was aiming to talk about my personal style then I would probably go on about how I wore this outfit to do an errand at my daughter's school; how I made it look like I'm the older sister again; and make a made-up story of how this outfit was inspired by "Paintings" hence the title "Brush Strokes".

But that isn't so. This outfit was a last minute thing - another fail-proof outfit of mine that's consisted of a Basic Shirt and a midi-skirt. I just saw the ribbon band (that I made a long time ago) lying around and grabbed it out of impulse. The 16 year old in me took over.

Life used to be simpler, not only for me, but for everybody else. When did the world began to be so ...  artificial? Reading other blogs - It's all marketing. Even my most favorite blogger has gone over to the dark-side (but I'm still part of her cult, I love her too much not to follow). I noticed that only the pioneers and the relevant have truly stayed through the course of honesty. 

Actually, my frustration is that that I want to blog, but not to the point that it will be my money source. If there are opportunities, I don't mind, but as long as there will be NO GIVEAWAYS or Manipulation of writing content; because that will kill the unicorn, babe. What's probably eating my system is that I don't want to be labeled as a fashion blogger wanna-be (So far no one has spilled the devastating news yet), but the IFB badge on the right side of this post is very unbecoming of me. I have my poser moments, but I'm no quack if that's what you're thinking. 

Why am I being all mellow? I'm , genuinely, usually like this. Most of the time I'm thinking about non-fashion stuff such as the coming of the end. Anyhow, This type of writing is the original content of Hey cham (notebook). All rants; No Glory.

Love,

Cham Gumin

P.S: So hey all!! Visit Pa-sweet clothing we got new Items and I'm selling this skirt for only P299.00 :)

Romanticism on my pants

{Wore: Pa-sweet clothing (thrift) shirt and pants, Rustan's bag, DV head accessory and thrift shoes}

Hey you,

Is it a crime not to talk about an outfit post?

What is that I hear? 

I'm not a fashion blogger? 

I'm not even a blogger at all, but a designer?

Whoopie! Saves the effort to blab. 

We all know that the title is self explanatory, but if you don't know Romanticism then you should educate thyself by clicking here. 

And that is all. I'm quite busy today. It may sound unusual because I'm practically always online, but It's the truth. If it matters to anyone, I'm actually selling this outfit on Pa-sweet clothing so if you can drop by for a visit and a purchase that would be awesome ♥

Sincerely,

Me (I'm sincere)

Injustice

{Wore: Pa-sweet clothing Blouse & skirt, Ferragamo pumps and Louis Vuitton bag}

in·jus·tice

 [in-juhs-tis]

noun

1.

the quality or fact of being unjust; inequity.

2.

violation of the rights of others; unjust or unfair action or treatment.

3.

an unjust or unfair act; wrong.

So did I gave this barong-look-a-like improper treatment? I object!! It was not I, but rather my camera, and the SMX lighting, and the boyfriend who has quite a temper when taking my photos, they're the perpetrator for this atrocious act. 

Not taking special notice of intricate detailing for an #OOTD is punishable by (fashion)law . Of course there is no such thing, but in my head there is and a lot of people have been sentenced to social suicide. 

Anyhow, details are the highlight of any ensemble - might it be a pearl hair clip, a diagonal pleating or a sequined hem, these little tidbits make an outfit exceptional. So it's only appropriate for us to give the center stage to them (it).

And here it is, the details of the barong-inspired blouse in all its embossed,embellishment glory. I can stare at these photos forever (or until I find another applique to obsess about).

Epilogue: 

I was tormented by the photos, thinking that I should take another shot with a different/ proper lighting. but since we were in a hurry to eat dinner (refer to #PHFW post), I just had to make do with what I have. With that, I eventually came up with a new worldly belief: There is a story to tell in every instances.

If the photo came out as I want it to be, then I wouldn't be talking about the injustice of overlooking clothing details. Instead, I would be blabbing about how this top looks like a barong that's especially made for women; how it's another astonishing thrift find to brag and that I'm selling it on Pa-sweet clothing - the usual yap.

This was an experience that turned my frown upside down. I do really get bothered by such small things because I am a self-confessed simpleton. bow.

Capelet Escape

{Wore: Pa-sweet clothing (thrift) dress, thrift capelet, Baclaran leggings, Steve Madden mary-janes}

Hey Wednesday morning,

I woke up today, opened my eyes, and spoke to myself, "I'm gonna be productive, today". However, that was immediately put to a halt the moment I laid my eyes on the seemingly innocent Procrastinator-nator (a.k.a the internet). I knew I was done for and told my inner monologue to shut up.

Anyhow, on days that I feel stuffy in sweaters and cardigans, I opt for my trusty capelets. Here, I channeled a teenage witch who's spreading her arms idiotically just to show the capelet's dimension. Too posey-posey, even for my style.

A capelet would make a great addition to any wardrobe, that's why I'd like to make a shout out to everyone (anyone in fashion), why am I not seeing any capelet action here in Manila ? You can't deny that it looks good in just about anything -- Jeans, maxi dresses, ball gowns. Can't you realize its conventional prowess in making someone look British (no?). What is instant chic, other than the lbd, pearl necklace, pink pumps, red lipstick, etc? Capelets.

I'm getting all riled up. Now, I better get my signages and get ready for a hunger strike for the good cause of demanding enough capelets in every (anyone in fashion) Filipino lockers.

Heyyyy, what'dyounknow, I'm being productive :)

Love,

Cham

Unconventional Surprise

{Wore: Pa-sweet Clothing(thrift) bunny dress and under-skirt, DIY coat, Vivienne Westwood tote bag and thrift wedges}

Fighting the laziness, I spontaneously conjured all my strength one afternoon and did what I long planned for since I saw this post by one of my favorite blogger, Ivania Carpio. I was instantly inspired and instantly swooned  by the thought that I could totally make this coat-cape within an hour(max) ... and I did!

This coat is probably Fashion Week worthy, but I can assure you that this is not a 2-in-1 piece where you slip your arms in, once you feel the chill of the SMX AC. Unless, that is, if you don't mind the inconvenience of not being able to raise your arm, o-or if your instinct is telling you that this could be the start of a new "ugly-trend" called "Armpit holes" (If you have another word for armpit, other than under arm, then it's a statement look that doesn't seem to smell).

But so far I'm contented with what it is, as it is - An unconventional surprise.

P.S: What is Cheesy? The closing statement is.

Hot & Cold

{Wore: Pa-sweet clothing Blazer, more than 10 years-long shift dress from Mom, FRILLS belt, 50th ave. Clutch and thrift Wedge pumps}

Hey,

First, let me just say, that the title is totally irrelevant to this outfit post. This is the result of the internet connection going AWOL on you (Gateway Timeout Error 504) and you're left with only 10 seconds to think of a lookbook title. I saw Red; I saw Blue, so why not Hot and Cold, as in Fire and Water. Even Herman Melville had a hard time thinking of titles - Moby Dick wasn't very original either.

On to the main part: Denim and Red. I have never noticed it before, but they really do match well. Here in the Philippines we have this "nakakputi" moment (Filipinos, even if we deny it, it's obvious we have a "Mestiza fetish"). It occurs when you're in a moment where your skin glows more than usual or it seems you've become one shade lighter. An example is when you just dyed your hair a color that complements your skin or most of the time when you've tried on a new pair of shoes, preferably in PINK. You can't experience it all the time (unless, with the help of photoshop), that's why I call it a "moment."

Anyhow, Denim together with Red radiated a nakakputi moment for me. I do have a few denims in my wardrobe so I might wear something like this again in the future. Or better yet, I'll make sure to have a Denim and Red ensemble ready for the lazy-but-must-still-look-quirky-days.

Love,

Cham

P.S: If I have the chance to think of a relevant title for this one, then I'll dub thee "Nakakaputi moment". No? I'll try better next time (I'm not promising anything though)

Polka dotty

{Wore: Thrift find dress and Pre-loved shoes from my friend, Gabbie}

Hey Polka,

My boyfriend recently asked me if I have some sort of fashion-fetish for polka dots. It caught me by surprise because I can only name 2 or 3 polka dotted pieces that I personally own, where 2 are thrifted both in navy and white dots. I asked how did he arrive in such conclusion? And he plainly said , because he always sees me in them. 

Then I noticed I really do wear my polkies more than once each month. Well, It's a bit of a coincidence really. I don't wear them because of the design but rather because the fabric and style is a fashion staple. They are one of my fail-proof outfits for lazy-but-must-still-look-quirky days. You'd get it if you've experienced it.

So there, I don't have any special feelings towards polka dots; I don't hate them nor do i scream at the sight of them. Period.

Love,

Dotty (See what I did there?)

P.S: After looking for reference of polka dots that I personally own. I found this, this and this of the polka dots that I've worn once before selling them on Pa-sweet clothing. This totally doesn't mean that I have a polka dot fetish.