Chronicles of Happiness

Jun 02

OOTD: Betty Draper

Betty Draper nee Hofstadt was my main hook why I got into watching Mad Men. For a girl in advertising, it was surprising I got onto the Mad Men bandwagon late. Well, just look at Betty’s dresses, as seen below:

The cinched waist is pure vintage awesomeness.
Gloves and florals and such elegance.
Even longer gloves, cap sleeves and a creamy white palette.
Pastels are her thing and she makes it look so glam!
This three fourth’s pale lime dress makes being a homemaker so elegant!
Betty Draper can’t look too glum in this polka dot party dress.
Like me, Betty Draper likes her pearls, too.
Floral-patterned satin and shirred chiffon —- Betty layers pattern over patterns.
 Ain’t that coat’s color just too perfect for words?
This Betty Draper Barbie is just awesomesauce and I just want the dress in life size!
Betty does glittery <3
Now that we’re all sufficiently briefed about the elegance and vintage fashion-gasm that is Betty Draper’s wardrobe, let me share with you a recent photo of a dress that reminds me so much of Betty Draper {I think I might’ve have had her in mind when I conceptualized my outfit that day!}
Couldn’t quite go the Betty Draper hair way so I had my hair done in a pouf <3
Obviously, this was for work purposes =P
Dress: Plains and Prints
Bangle: Victoria Marin
Shoes: Parisian Shoes
After that much Betty-inspiration, I now want a party that’s Mad Men themed!
Love, light and lots of elegance!
xx

May 31

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thetieguy:

summer essentials.



The foldable Raybans are calling me. Must. Resist.

thetieguy:

summer essentials.

The foldable Raybans are calling me. Must. Resist.

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I have the same dress &lt;3

I have the same dress <3

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May 30

Can&#8217;t wait.

Can’t wait.

Hirap ng dare mo @shensaddiction :D (Taken with instagram)

Hirap ng dare mo @shensaddiction :D (Taken with instagram)

May 28

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Maybe I was a Parisienne in my past life.

Maybe I was a Parisienne in my past life.

Life on Instagram

Alternately titled as What to do when you’re swimming in sorrow.

It feels good to be back in cyberspace. Been having mixed feelings with social networking sites for a few weeks. I’d say it was a little experiment to know how much my life changes without and with it. For someone who cannot untangle herself with SNS, it was pretty hard not to completely stay away —- so I pretty much stayed on Instagram for a couple of weeks. And now my cyberspace life is back on track with some minor adjustments.

I don’t know what triggered the experiment, too. Maybe some of the weeks were like fields of bombs. Some days were days I had to walk on eggshells, some days were made of expensive heartbreaks, some days you ask for a win, even the smallest one —- but there were none.

Anyway.

I had not much words BUT I do have pictures and when I look at them, I realize maybe it wasn’t so bad.

Work like you don’t need the money. This is how my desk looks like before chaos begins.
Shop. If you can’t be best in headstand, just be in best costume. Or, we can be both =)
Watch Grey’s Anatomy. I knew he was going to die but still cried buckets and buckets over this episode.
Eat. Discovering a new place at BHS Central, Stella, and actually liking it.
Dance and surround yourself with happy people. First concert of the week: Lady Gaga.
… and the new Arena. My second concert this week was Lifehouse but I was too busy being in a trance that I have no Instagrams for it.
Before the Born this Way Ball started <3
Wear a new lipstick. MAC Please Me is pleasing me so much! <3 
Wear a new cologne. Oh the interesting {in a good way} comments I get from wearing this scent!
Attend something serious.
Wear new flats.
… and sometimes, a red velvet cupcake is all that can cheer you up.
Or six.
Have second breakfasts.
Get a haircut.
When I’m sad, I go to yoga. And I’m happier after.
 Rally the troops.
 Redeem expiring miles. Book a trip. Somewhere. Anywhere.
End the night with a lychee amaretto.
 Or maybe a Mango Daquiri.