Feelings, Sensations, and Emotions

Hi there! I'm back from the dead. Or maybe the purgatory of college?

 I've been away for a long while. I have no excuses, except that I lost inspiration for a time with photography and writing. Sometime ago, I met someone who made me feel disillusioned with these mediums for expression. I felt that these things were sullied because he'd use them as a means to connect with someone but then abruptly disrupt and sever that connection without any good reason. It was disheartening to me-- this first encounter with an emotionally-unavailable individual. But it's alright, I've since recovered from that.

Afterward, I started having this feeling that photos and words far better than mine were produced daily, why continue doing this when someone else out there might have written the same thing or taken the same type of picture? I realized that I had to because I needed to, in a way. Giving stories to photos and writing down my inner most thoughts is a way I personally cope with all my mixed up feelings, sensations, and emotions(see what I did there?).

With this renewed purpose for writing, I've decided that no matter what, it will always be something I enjoy working on. And something I want to be committed on doing regularly. Hence, my comeback to this blog you thought was dead. Are blogs still even a thing? I feel like, with Squarespace going rampant, "websites" are the terms used to replace blogs with a professional purpose now. Oh well. I'll just be here in my little corner of the internet, writing away.


These photos were taken during 2018, if I remember correctly. It's of my friends and I exuding the things that the title suggests.

I had come up with the idea of this post some time ago, when I saw this series of photos of the slight nuances of our expressions. It suggested a change from within. And the fact that it was a series of three photos of each of us three friends was real cute to me haha. I hope you enjoy!

ECSTATIC

CONTEMPLATIVE

DELIGHTED

CONTENTED

BLISSFUL

SEARCHING

SILLY

SOMBER

SULTRY

 

 I have many photos in my archive I never got to posting on time. I hope it'll be fine if I dump them on here in the following posts. 

 

It's been so long since I've done this, and I miss it a ton :'))  

Till next time, darling critters!

Acquaintance Party 2018

I've found my style-- it wasn't easy. It came along with finding and losing myself time and time again. And my style will surely change as I change, that's a given. But now all I know is as long as it's comfortable and I feel good knowing that this is how I express myself to the public-- a representation of me in the form of clothing-- then I know this particular piece is my style. 

So, once again, it was our acquaintance party(I only post of my APs these days on this blog, I apologize for that), and I really thought I wasn't going this time-- what with depression causing me not to feel like being in a party that time(more on my feelings in a later post). But I went because it's not everyday you have Acquaintance parties and it's not like I'll be in college forever(I hope). So, I went. Tragically, I didn't have too much fun at the event since they mixed a conference with a party, but at least I got these pictures... and this AMAZING DRESS paired with me and this background! YES!

I bought this dress at a thrift-shop. How I found this dress: my friend and I were hunting for a blazer and a dress for him and I, respectively, the night before the AP. We were on a tricycle, and as we were going past this thrift store that I frequent at, I glanced at it and he nudged me to say that we should visit it. I had a feeling that I should, but the tricycle was going fast and it was already late, so I just said no. The next day, AP day, I still hadn't found a dress that I liked. So three hours before the event, I stopped by that shop we were suppose to stop at the night before because I really had a feeling something nice was there and, lo and behold, I found this dress. And for 150 Php only, no less!

We washed it up and it dried on time just before the event!

If you watch "Friends," then you probably know who I am coincidentally dressed as.

Yes. Yes, it is her. The one and only Phoebe Buffay. I actually really like her style-- minus all the big accessories, grandma blazers, and too bright colors. The colors I like are the ones in the background below. 

Warm, earthy colors. 

I kind of have Frida Kahlo vibes going on here as well. OK, not really.

I did my own hair and make-up for this party(I usually went to a make-up artist) and I was so nervous. I thought I wouldn't look fine at all or be able to pull off the dress. But hazzah!-- I pulled it off. And quite nicely too, if you ask me. 

I was hoping no one would notice at the party, but my bracelet is just a hair band with a paper flower on it haha. Totally DIYed this whole look.

I apologize for the low-quality of the photos, these were taken and edited on the phone. Also, the edits aren't consistent, but that's just how I felt they should be presented haha. 

So, what did I learn after going to a formal event only having bought a dress at a thrift shop and doing my own hair and make-up? That it was doable, more affordable, and things turned out the way I wanted them to. Usually, makeup artists either put too little make-up or put too much, so it pays to learn how to do your own make-up! 

>>> Till next time, lovely critters! <<<

Things Change, but Here's A Little Throwback to Catmon

There are fine shores we'll keep coming back to, reminding us of all the happenings which transpired there. Yet also telling us of all the better things to come. That's home: the safe harbor where the things you left behind will still be waiting for you, no matter how long or where your travels may take you, it will always stay. 

It could be within yourself, others, or a place, as long as it reminds you of who really are and all the things you love and hold dear. 

Home. 

It's been long since I've been home, back in Cebu. Palawan is beautiful and all, but I miss my family and my old friends. They remind me of who I really am, and they rekindle the little brittles I am deep inside. 

But alas, college has made me stay here for the summer. Learning is fun and all, but I need my summer roadtrips and outings(even if they maybe near or far), and just plain 'ol doing nothing and not expecting much except a nice day I can spend watching TV, reading, drawing, or creating whatever. So, here's a little throwback to finer days, last summer of 2017. 

This is what it's like to go to the north: open roads where you'll see quiet and calm beaches with only the wind to hear, and tons of laughter. The north feels like a new land, unconquerable and undiscovered except only for us. Maybe it reminds of our dreams. 

we'll soar high, baby

This is us, imagining we are by the coast of Italy, sipping on some martinis. I don't even know what a martini tastes like, but yeah, we're living the dream.

Sooooo, it's been long(as always). I always regret all these long pauses between writing; it honestly really bums me out when I can't get content out there. Aside from this, not writing for a long time makes me feel like I've become rusty. Surely, I have. But I've been busy being a lazy girl in college and fighting the slew of mental illnesses that have just appeared or resurfaced. I plan on talking about those things on my youtube channel: the wilderbritt. And heeeey, while we're on the topic of my youtube name, which is also my new blog name, lemme tell you about that...

In the next blogpost! Haha :P 

See you next time, wildlings and critters of the forest! 

A Brittle Bird is brittle no more!