Turning 29 next week. Instead of waiting for 30, I will begin with what I should have been doing years ago. (Better late than never ever!)
In about a year, I will be putting an end to this blog. No, I won't be erasing it. Perhaps, I will still be posting every now and then (rarer even than the last few months') — but definitely not in the same way.
I know I've been whining for so long, dragging my indecision on what I really want to do with my life. Well now I am fully resolved. And what I have decided on will take most of my time and all of my concentration.
From street protests (long story) to street photo shoots, I turn to the city with a different kind of involvement. I can no longer speak in the same way.
So wish me luck (this is, after all, supposed to be a lucky charm)!
Let this second shot of these trainers serve as closing parenthesis. Promise I won't be mentioning this again. Before anyone knows it (including myself), I would be shedding old skin. Hopefully we will meet again.
Tee, G200; sheer oversized cardigan, Zara; jeans, Two Percent; skinny belt, A.P.C.; trainers, Helmut Lang; necklace from Divisoria with pendant from Quiapo