I dare you! A fashion dare to push your limits

I try to live by the phrase “uncomfortably comfortable.” It’s a paradox in itself, but hear me out. You know that apprehension you get when you’re about to do something different? Nobody’s forcing you to do it, but you’re doing it anyways even if it scares you a little. It could be volunteering to give a speech, starting a new collaboration with someone you just met, travelling on your own for the first time, or taking leadership for something. Sometimes, being uncomfortably comfortable is what we need to learn new things and grow.

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Should I stop buying cheap clothes??

This seriously goes against everything I’ve written about looking fashionable while cheaping out. I believe my definition of “cheap” is quite skewed. I consider a top cheap if it’s under $15. I consider a pair of jeans cheap if it’s under $30. I don’t own a single pair of shoes I paid over $40 for. Meanwhile, for you, it might be entirely reasonable to spend more. Maybe I never grew out of my frugal-immigrant-living-in-a-rat-infested-basement mentality. (Yes, my family did have a rat problem back in the second basement we lived in). Just yesterday, I had a wake up call that it’s time to change my habits.

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Two things I’d tell my nineteen year old self

In an ideal world, I’d be immortalized at nineteen (I’m turning nineteen for the fourth time this year). Maybe I’d be a vampire…they’re pretty cool. Rest assured, I’d be the type that drinks animal blood though. As extra as it sounds, it feels like it’s been a lifetime ago since I turned nineteen for the first time. I’ve definitely grown over the years, although there are still things I’m working on. This week, I’m back at it again with a personal topic. Here are some important things I would definitely travel back in time to tell myself.

P.s, no judging my cover image! This is me in my natural habitat. Like the unicorn slippers?

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