Jul 17, 2023
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Ano ginawa ni Michael Jackson sa department store?
Bili jeans.
Hee hee
On a windy day
Waley made a 1 of 1 reversible patchwork jacket from reclaimed frabric so we shot it in High Park with Moya. pictured here is side 1 featuring indigo patchwork
What kind of BEE produces milk? BooBEES. Geh, maglinis ka na ulit.
The Vine...yan yung name nung Mommy ni Sarah G charot!!! . . . #waley #tuesday #bohemian #ootd #selfiewhore #selfie #smokeshow #sunkissed #diariesofafashionista #dailyfeed #styleblog #stylestar #fashionista #fashionblog #chic #classic #transpinay #transwoman #transgender #transisbeautiful #lbgfs #girlslikeus #girlswithtattoos #citygirl Photo Creds @patseightotz (at Uptown Bonifacio BGC)
Quotes from Horace’s Epistles
They change their skies, not their souls - those who rush across the sea.
He who has begun has half done. Dare to be wise; begin!
To flee vice is the beginning of virtue, and to have got rid of folly is the beginning of wisdom.
For why do you hasten to remove things that hurt your eyes, but if anything gnaws your mind, defer the time of curing it from year to year?
Inter spem curamque, timores inter et iras, Omnem crede diem tibi diluxisse supremum: Grata superveniet quae non sperabitur hora.
He is not poor who has enough of things to use. If it is well with your belly, chest and feet, the wealth of kings can give you nothing more.
That last quote brings to mind Po Chu-I’s wonderful work called A mad poem addressed to my nephews and nieces (translated by Arthur Waley):
The World cheats those who cannot read; I, happily, have mastered script and pen. The World cheats those who hold no office; I am blessed with high official rank.
Often the old have much sickness and pain; With me, luckily, there is not much wrong. People when they are old are often burdened with ties; But I have finished with marriage and giving in marriage.
No changes happen to jar the quiet of my mind; No business comes to impair the vigour of my limbs. Hence it is that now for ten years Body and soul have rested in hermit peace.
All the more, in the last lingering years What I shall need are very few things. A single rug to warm me through the winter; One meal to last me the whole day.
It does not matter that my house is rather small; One cannot sleep in more than one room! It does not matter that I have not many horses; One cannot ride on two horses at once!
As fortunate as me among the people of the world Possibly one would find seven out of ten. As contented as me among a hundred men Look as you may, you will not find one.
In the affairs of others even fools are wise; In their own business even sages err. To no one else would I dare to speak my heart. So my wild words are addressed to my nephews and nieces.
I guess this is already goodbye. I have tons of whys No more you and I I have to wipe the first tear in my eye It is not bound to happen And now I am broken Just like the old time, again As expected before, I'd be in pain
May 1? Mas may sasakit pa ba sa May 1 sa ere?