What are the chances my ipod shuffled to 90s cult hit “MY FAVORITE MISTAKE” when I was so down and depressed? Seriously, I am starting to believe that my ipod is clairvoyant as it always knows the songs to play to inspire me and decide for me what to wear…through crappy days and happy ones. I needed some angry girl music and Sheryl Crow always comes third after Meredith Brooks and Paramore.
There are just some days when you wake up and you realize that everything is going downhill from there on. This day, I woke up with a terrible migraine…and that was as good as it got… Until I decided to pull out of my closet (or in my case, my storage bin of unused tagged clothes, which by the way, keeps on piling up for some unknown reason…) THE DRESS. This dress is my favorite thing in my wardrobe right now aside from my prized Glitterati pieces. I decided to splurge for myself and went ahead and bought this Narciso Rodriguez Striped Canvas Zipper dress which retails in Net-a-porter.com for a whopping £1,428.01 but which I got for only P2500.00 or $50.00. It’s not a knock-off nor is it an imitation piece as Narciso Rodriguez’s tags are sewn in with the dress but for some reason, 1-2 stitches went astray and it was automatically rejected for international transport given that Narciso along with the rest of the fashion industry outsource labor in the southeast asian regions where manual labor is so cheap, it’s practically free. Seriously, the Philippines is a fabulous place to start a business. And we have the nicest, warmest people which is why we are known to be the #1 place on earth with most people smiling.
For some reason still unknown to me (I still haven’t seen what was wrong with it), quality control decided the dress was not good enough and considered it trash. But someone’s trash most of the time ends up being someone else’s treasure. This one is like the crown jewels for me since it is always rewarding to get an original for a waaaay waaaay cheap price. Best feeling in the shopper’s world…really.The moment I saw this dress at the Rockwell Bazaar, I died! It was seriously an out of body experience so I got it faster than anyone could blink… And trust me, when i saw this dress in netaporter.com , I shrieked at how much I got this for a steal! Yipppeee! Fashion is fun that way. It’s so fuss-free and non-complex.
Anyway, I wore this to my heart doctor’s appointment (SOB!) and then to watch a movie and have dinner and drinks with my brother and his girl.My day took a positive turn after I put on this dress and sometimes, all it takes, is a button of a blouse or a zip of a dress to cure your toxic mood. It was a simple evening and I am quite happy with simplicity now. I look back at how carelessly I lived my life before, clubbing NONSTOP for a living and going home when there were school buses in my village picking kids up for school. Home was a place to sleep, bathe and change then and I was literally all over the place. Not to mention, my mind was basically scrambled eggs and I always found myself drifting and unfocused. My mom said I used our house like a hotel. It was sad,really… since it was like living in never never land and now that I spend more time on productive things (ie. errands, charity, spa and prayer) and on activities that are wholesome, given that I am recuperating and getting better health-wise, I realize how much can be done with ALL that time I used to waste. I find myself at home reading a great book or drawing all the time now…I guess I grew up and moved on… I must admit,I still enjoy the occasional socializing now and then to catch up with friends and of course FASHION but partying 24/7 is no longer a way of life for me. I’m right where I should be given my many life threatening limitations.
So far, instead of partying, I am having my entire room reupholstered, remodeled and re-wallpapered..it shall be a work of art when me and my mom are done. I put away old things into storage, donated clothes and books to charity and cleaned my laptop keys for a good four hours (the amount of germs stuck in between keys is appalling). I’ve been painting again and recently, I’ve had a new found hobby of creating mock up designs of places, in pop up.
It’s a good thing. Change is not always bad apparently. Maybe being grateful means recognizing what you have for what it is. Appreciating small victories. Admiring the struggle it takes simply to be human. Maybe we’re thankful for the familiar things we know. And maybe we’re thankful for the things we’ll never know. At the end of the day, the fact that we have the courage to still be standing is reason enough to celebrate.
I woke up and called this morning,
the tone of your voice was a warning
that you don’t care for me anymore.
I made up the bed we sleep in.
I looked at the clock when you creep in.
It’s 6 AM and I’m alone.
Did you know when you go it’s the perfect ending,
to the bad day I was just beginning.
When you go, all I know is you’re my favorite mistake.
Your friends act sorry for me.
They watch you pretend to adore me.
But I am no fool to this game.
Now here comes your secret lover,
she’ll be unlike any other,
until your guilt goes up in flames.
Did you know when you go it’s the perfect ending,
to the bad day I’d gotten used to spending.
When you go, all I know is you’re my favorite mistake
You’re my favorite mistake.
Well maybe nothing lasts forever,
even when you stay together.
I don’t need forever after, but it’s your laughter won’t let me go
so I’m holding on this way.
Did you know could you tell you were the only one
that I ever loved?
Now everything’s so wrong.
Did you see me walking by, did it ever make you cry?
Now you’re my favorite mistake
Yeah you’re my favorite mistake
You’re my favorite mistake