In the Beginning

I bet the first advocates of classic fashion were tightwads who could not afford to indulge in too much petticoats, ribbons, laces, make-ups and hair products. Thus the foundation of simple, clean and natural looks as the building blocks of style.

Growing up in a clan with a male-female ratio of 1:10 , it was easy to get carried away with girly trends like Madonna’s “like a virgin” look of spiky hair, short denim skirt, off shoulder blouse and hi-cut sneakers. My sisters and cousins still cringe at the photos of their puberty while I have no worries about anyone recognizing me in my Prince Valiant haircut, t-shirt and shorts.

My lolo in his blessed heart, believed I was a prodigy and raised me as a nerd so my priorities lay far away from fashion. After he passed away and I no longer had anyone to impress with books and medals, I fell one foot into girliness while the other has already gangrened into geekilitis beyond cure.

Dressing up for me can be summed up in one word… comfortable – it should have proper circulation that you wear with confidence and a sound mind.