WORLD PREMIERE: My Lunch Box and Leggings

Inspired by yesterday's post, I feel this urge to overshare again and give you a peek of my today's lunch box and...my new leggings from Ladies Circle in SM Department Store.

What's in my lunch box today?


Check out the lunch box and the new pair of leggings. Much to mum's relief.

I admit I haven't done diligent research on rawkin' recipes and haven't been able to afford raw stash for my spoiled belly for the past few months. As a result, this aspiring raw foodist had been reduced to a pollo-vegetarian. For someone's who's got too much on her plate since birth, I decided to get into this diet to become more energetic, accomplish all of my commitments and share more of my crazy self to this world. Of course, I am also hopeful to address the health concerns I elaborated here by stuffing myself with healthier options. Prevention is way better and cheaper than cure, right?

What's inside Pandora's box?


Ta-da! Raw almonds and raisins for snack, pineapple juice and chia seeds

I had a long day and I need all the energy that I can get to remain awake during my pre-graveyard shift itineraries (which include me-time in the swimming pool and long overdue meeting with a friend) and the shift itself. My action plan? Buko juice par-tey! I learned from Pi Villaraza during my first inner dance class that nothing else comes close to coconuts. It can give up to 300 horsepower (or is it hertz?) while its close contender, palm oil, is at 150! And...would you believe that coffee is only at -12? To my disappointment, buko juice vendors also observe office hours. But I consoled myself with the thought that I still have chia seeds that I unwittingly left in my workstation the other day. All I need to do is mix it with warm water until it turns gelatinous. Cheers!

Chia seeds! My substitute for coffee!


My mix of raw almonds and raisins

For reasons I'd rather not divulge, my raw almonds are better off as snack instead of almond milk. They've been attracting ants! I decided to throw in some raisins for more fun. Apparently, this trail mix is hardly enough to keep me alive, satiated and inspired all night long. As soon as I realized the tall pile of tasks that await me after a day of absence, I went downstairs and found solace in a nearby coffee shop.

What's for breakfast? Seattle's Best Coffee's pasta arrabiata!

And I forgot to ask them to remove the parmesan cheese. I'm a cheese lover until I heard that this particular kind of cheese is at -34 pH on the charts. How acidic can that get?!

What's for lunch? Corn muffins and milk

By the time lunch time rolls around, I still felt quite full. I joined my teammates for another episode of ab workout disguised as incessant laugh trip in a convenience store. Again, I wished they'd offer more greens and fruits.

Before I go so I can give the Incubus live from Red Rocks, CO on livestream my undivided attention, I'm leaving you with this photo. Kar thinks this pair looks like jennings and I should get more leggings. Hmmm...

Hot legs!

WORLD PREMIERE: Betty Boop and Her If-Not-Now,-When?! Gaze

What do you normally wear on your first date? For someone who hardly believes in best-foot-forward theatrics, I make sure to be bubbly and bold. Hence, weeks before the much-anticipated date with my beloved Brandon Boyd, I have decided to bare my heart. Red galore, it is!

The problem is, Juaning took it upon herself to be the band's welcoming committee. Upon hearing they landed safely, my relief was quickly replaced by worry that morning. My plaid shorts and sneakers were still soaking wet in the backyard! So I retrieved them and prayed hard that our electric fan can do wonders before I wake up that afternoon.

I had been very preoccupied the past days that I had no time to sit down and decide what to wear - except for that red tube top. I even wore the plaid shorts Monday morning for a cameo appearance in the mall and went rummaging for it in my messy bed Tuesday morning only to realize it was already being handwashed and, thanks to the heavy rains, might not make it to the concert. When I rose from bed that afternoon, this undomesticated Curacha had to iron the jacket and the shorts myself. Don't you just hate typhoons?

Still, the unpredictable weather was my last-minute major consideration for what I wore for my first date with Incubus. I never favor denim pants during rainy season (even on summer, to be accurate) hence the plaid shorts. The jacket is self-explanatory. Bag? Something waterproof would be wise. After all, it houses the all-important concert tickets and kikay kit. But try saying that to Betty Boop and her piercing if-not-now,-when?! gaze.

It was already 17:20. As the ticket keeper, I knew I had to dash. The commute from Cavite to Cubao always called for cutthroat competition against fellow motorists and other unknown elements in this concrete jungle. Then I stopped dead in my tracks. My rainy season footwear would be either my default flip flops which made a mysterious disappearing act last week or sneakers which were still drenched from the incessant rain. And so were my ballet shoes! Now what? I had to search for a dry pair of shoes that actually complement the red theme AND can withstand the puddle along the way. But I had none! I went back to my room and grabbed the first pair I saw. Ako na ang fashion victim!

More fangirl blabs here.



Where did my makeup go?


Inside the SMART Araneta Coliseum!


Inside the KTV. We girls can't get enough of Incubus. We had to sing their songs ourselves after.



Check out the mismatched shoes!

Red tube from Dorothy Perkins
Plaid shorts from Bench
Mum's grey jacket
Betty Boop bag from Divisoria
Keevee's pre-loved Converse wedges

Photos by Phyll.