Hello everyone! =)
Nice day i hope?=)
I know, i know, the turban again.=) But this is the last one from my 3 day Turban fever.=) My husband asked me what outfit i am going to wear, only one style, if i was stranded in an island or in a middle of a vast desert, i was surprised i didnt choose my favourite vintage leather jacket and Rolling Stones tee (Rock Chick) or my beige shorts suit (Chloe/80’s) or a Sonia Rykiel Knit number (my current obsession), it took me a few minutes to decide and chose my Turban and something, anything that will look good with it. That and a packet of cigarette!!! =)
Anyway, this was me when we walked the dogies. And that’s my sister there blurred and black and white! She’ll complain when she sees this! =) The photo was taken by my other sister, who was behind us with our little adopted sister Nathalie from Kazakhstan, she’d (sister) been tutoring her for 2 years and sometimes they do their lessons at home so the girl is now half Filipino! =) I’ll post a photo of her in my blog, she’s quite pretty, a bit shy but pretty.=) Again, i didnt plan any outfit that day, all i knew was i wanted to wear the turban again. That’s one great thing about my good old turban, it allows me to just mix things, experiment and no rules as long as i dont twist my lips when i see my reflection. I won the shirt in Ebay, at the height of my Ebay addiction, when i was up all night watching my items in auction, curse when i lose in the bidding at the last micro second-argh, i hate that so much. You are the highest bidder for days until the last second and then somebody snatches it away from you! I’d go “How did you that?!” In a flash! It’s gone! The adrenaline rush was awesome! I liked this top cuz again, it reminded me of one of mum’s shirts when i was a child. My mother is a difficult woman, my husband says it scares him sometimes cuz when he looks at me and my 2 sisters, he can see my mother in me. He says “I love your mother dearly but she’s quite a character, isnt she? You have to admit, it scares you too! And im not like your father, you see. Your father is a saint!” So i’d smile and go “C’mon, mother is not so bad.” She’s a typical Filipino mother, i said, perfectly designed to raise typical filipino kids. Oh we were a pain. We’re her biggest nightmare disguised in pink ribbons and dresses! She’s calmer now.=) She calls us her “little angels” when she texts us, which never failed to make my husband laugh. And looking at this photo, i could see my mother, yes, and a bit scary, yes.=) But who do i expect to look like? Princess Diana? =) Like what they say, sons can never be their fathers, that is their curse, us women will always be our mothers, that is ours…So a small and really late mother’s day tribute to the woman who stopped smoking while i was in her tummy, the woman who taught me how to draw and sing, the woman who said “Children are allowed to hate their mothers but mothers are never allowed to hate their children and i mean never”, the woman who said “Put your feet down (dont do this, dont do that), people will think you dont have a mother!”, the woman who said “You can never say it’s you against the world, how can that be true when i am always behind you.”, that difficult, always shouting, and nagging, and complaining, bitchy, complicated woman that my father loved—- to mama.
That’s it, i hope you like my “i got it from my mama” look, the husband just arrived to pick me up for our afternoon walk, the highlight of my day.=) I know you guys are working and having a productive day and i hope you know that there are people like me who wish we too can look forward to TGIFs, the weekend we deserve.=) And again, thank you very much for another month of friendship and regular visits to my page, this blog is nothing without you..thank you.
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