This Blog is an outlet for the random thoughts of an amateur opinionator.
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Author: aLmich
You might be wondering where I am right now, I’m at Figaro ShangriLa. I’m just waiting for my friend to finish her order, infront of me is a wall picture of gorgeous male models wearing nothing but their soul and black smoke which deprives me of what I really want to see. I also have a full view of my least-favorite species in the animal kingdom: Homo sapiens sapiens.
I think I’m the only one of my sex genre with zero fashion sense: I’m just a jeans-shirt-jacket-cap fellow. The only way I know how to “spice up” my usual non-fashionable self is when I’m wearing my regular plaid shorts, statement tee, flip flops and aviator shades which are annoying nowadays because everybody seems to be wearing plaid shorts. I don’t know how it all started and what started the craze. I used to be the only one wearing plaid shorts before. Whenever I go out, it will always be in my trusted plaid or checkered shorts. But now? Lahat nalang! However, my jologs fashion sense had me developing a rather keen eye for the fashion sense of other people.
Consider call center girls or party girls who wear ultra-short miniskirts and shorts even if they have ensaymada dough for legs.
And then there’s the fashion sense of fathers everywhere: the collared, short-sleeved polo shirt. Nothing speaks more of corporate fatherhood than wearing a Lacoste polo shirt, jeans, and leather loafers. I think the inventor of the Daddy-Do should be awarded the Nobel Peace Prize for changing the way we look at fatherhood in general.
Or that annoying trend of today, Abner Mercado’s abel Iloco scarf. I don’t know what’s up with that, and I certainly don’t know what’s up with emo kids wearing it with their skinny jeans and Paramore t-shirts. Then they take pictures of themselves at comfort rooms at Gateway… I just hope they don’t go to Recto.
Which might beg the question… who the f**k do you think you are? Okay, I am AL and I’m just saying what my observations are. This is my blog. The same way you have your mind. Just that you can’t write yours. See? So stop reading this if you’ll take it against me or better yet, check the concept of blogging.
Stay happy.
