Autumn Over Spring

Now giving you preppy, sporty and edgy all at once in this casual look. Very easy breezy while staying true to my current aesthetic of injecting a little bit of darkness in everything I do. Before I would never ever leave the house without sunglasses but now, I feel so naked whenever I don’t have anything on my head to cover it. It’s like a safety blanket and I’m weak when I don’t have it. This is what I wore to Ueno Park when my best friend Zowie visited Tokyo a few weeks ago and invited me to go and see the cherry blossoms with her family. Yup, I know it’s kinda hard to believe we went to see the sakura trees because of the sea of dead leaves but it appealed to me more than the pretty pink flower that has symbolized Japanese spring for so long. We went around the park and saw this area and started to take our photos there. I was like “I don’t think it’s even appropriate to post these photos while everyone celebrates the coming of spring.” If you’ve been a follower of this blog, you must be aware how much I’m into autumn. It’s my favorite season and as much as I adore the magnificent beauty of the sakura, the warmer color palette of fall appeals more to me.

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As for some life update, I’ve started work a few weeks ago and I’m telling you, it’s all crazy right now. It’s so crazy that I won’t be surprised if I’ll be dead by the end of this academic year. I just wish I won’t get a lot of wrinkles from all the stress or, much better, I’d be able to hold on to my life.


photos by Zowie Damag

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I used to be a dreamer. I used to wish for big things to happen in my life. I wanna go to this place, I wanna have this when I’m something years old, I wanna settle with that good looking guy and make him drool over me for the rest of his life and all the blah blah blah. I had all this hungry passion of doing everything I can to reach my dreams. I was unstoppable! But somehow, in the middle of the journey, I became more realistic and started to be contented with whatever life throws on me. I don’t know what happened. Maybe it’s because I’m in a place and current situation where I’m totally fine with everything and just can’t ask for more. And suddenly, all of those dreams just drowned into the ocean of memories, slowly sinking and getting smaller in sight. Not that I’m saying that those dreams are now dead. They are still in the depths of my conscious and subconscious mind but I’m more focused on living my life at the present. Carpe diem!

If you’re a non-Japanese person and a Japanese fashion lover, it’s so hard not to know It’s probably the most popular and the most influential street style blog there is even before the boom of the fashion blogs. During my early days in Japan, I’ve always wished to see my face and my look in their site. “Maybe one day, I’ll feel very legit about being a Tokyo fashion lover becaused TokyoFashion found me stylish enough to be in their site.” It took some time before things went in to place. First they followed me on Twitter. That’s already a big deal for some small blogger like me to get noticed by someone bigger like them. Then I noticed that I always get referral views from their site and realized that they put me in their blog roll. What on earth did I do to be deserving of that? Am I as interesting as Harajuku princess Hirari Ikeda who I share the same spot in their blog roll? I don’t think so but that doesn’t mean I’m not grateful or whatsoever. I was already contented with that actually but deep in my heart, I know I still want my look to be featured there. Then, this happened.


Christian Dada spiked t-shirt, Marc by Marc Jacobs oversized hoodie, UPSTAIRS Shibuya trousers, Nike shoes, Prada bag and OS Accessories cap (Click HERE to go directly to’s site for more photos and info about this look)

It was a sunny Sunday afternoon in Harajuku when the team and I decided to finally meet after years of anonymously following each other in Twitter. At last, I finally put faces in my head whenever I think of Gone are those days when I’d always wonder how they look like. They took my snaps and have small chitchats to get to know each other in person till I decided to leave coz I had an appointment to the hair salon. Weeks after, one morning, I was awakened with a bunch of social media notifications, telling me that I got snapped by Japan’s leading fashion street snap website in English. Heaven knows how I felt elated when I saw myself in their Instagram feed with these thousands of “likes” from fans all over the world. At last, a dream finally came true.

I know I’m a vain person. I’m honest about the fact that it still puts a smile on my face whenever someone compliments how sickening I look or whenever I inspire someone to dress better. But honestly, this story is not all about the praises I could get from seeing myself in It’s more about rediscovering that dreams do come true and it’s never too late to make greater dreams and to fulfill them while we all have the chance. We are not born in this world just to merely survive but to put essence to that survival process or, in other and better words, truly exist. Dreams fuel that passion to have a full life and we are given each day to unfold one and make another one, may it be bigger or smaller. They say dreams are only made by fools but isn’t it better to live in a world of happy foolish people than to be surrounded by sad and dried up zombies who just want brains for dinner? I don’t know really know what I just said in the previous sentence but I’m sure you pretty get the whole point here.

To end this, let me tell you an anecdote about me and my best friend Zowie who I asked to compare the ME in Manila seven years ago and the ME now in Tokyo. She told me “You used to dream bigger. And that made you glow more.” That comment made a tear drop from my eye. I guess I need to fuel my life some more. Dream bigger and eventually do something to make them happen.


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Japanese In The Darkest Sense

Imagine yourself being in Japan, wearing the most powerful Japanese designers that put the country in the fashion map. You just don’t know how legit and powerful I felt as a Tokyo-based fashion blogger when I wore Yohji and Comme des Garcons in the land of the rising sun. Gosh, I felt I was so validated!!!!!! I know your brands shouldn’t really matter but I don’t see anything wrong being empowered by the fashion deities of Mt. Fuji. Add that blow of wind in Yokohama which added more drama and interesting shapes and textures in these photos. UGH! I’m sure that Yamamoto and Kawakubo are so proud of me!!!!!  I’m just happy it didn’t blow my hat away or else, it would’ve ruined my look. This is what I wore to dinner with my beloved Ashley who announced her engagement with her boyfriend. Oh, black in the middle of celebrating the triumph of love??? Kinda out of place but yeah, whatever!!!!

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I was in the middle of abstaining myself from having any fashion purchases because I just moved in to my new apartment when I saw this shirt in Harajuku. The very interesting collar caught my eyes and fell in love with it. I just couldn’t resist the bargain, the fact that it was a Yohji and feeling bad about it because no one would buy it for those reasons. The moment I paid for this shirt, I couldn’t believe that I just purchased my first ever Yohji Yamamoto which I immediately thought of pairing with these Rei Kawakubo trousers. Ahhhhhhh!!!! The idea of wearing all Japanese brands just made me melt.

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Yohji Yamamoto shirt, Comme des Garcons trousers, Zara shoes, UPSTAIRS Shibuya hat and Goyard bag


photos by Mariye Roa