Philippine Fashion Week just concluded with one of its best shows in many seasons: a highly dramatic post-humous exhibition from the house of Louie Mamengo. But before I tell about more work by local designers, and show you more cameos of myself as a blonde, here is a last look at what I looked like just a few days ago.
Here is the back of the kimono I wore last Tuesday. It was part of a stash of kimonos and obis that I repurposed to wrap boxes for my Bosquejo necklaces. There are also black pieces that I have likewise kept for personal use.
What I did was tie the lower corners around my waist and then roll excess fabric thus: not very different from how one wears Thai farmer's pants. The sleeves I wrapped and rolled around my arms. Nifty, eh? Here is the kimono worn at original length.
The best things about this kimono are its pattern and semi-sheer fabric: just right for the weather. Do I really look that different with black hair? Sometimes I still get shocked when I look at the mirror: is that really me? A version of? Is that the same thing this innocent bystander is wondering about?
My "rope tie" also came from a kimono. I think I also like this top-heavy silhouette.
This last photo is for a friend who insists that my profile is a better angle. He likewise mourns my new hair color, which you will see more of, and get used to by and by.
Kimono, kimono belt used as tie, Kickers sandals, and nylon tote: all thrifted; jeans, Two Percent; belt (not seen), A.P.C.; tee, United Colors of Benetton
Photos by Vince Flores