A TRIBUTE TO PLAAASTIC!

P L A A A S T I C !

 This is a tribute to the one and only, G G

            Ever since I’ve seen her last photo she posted on her Instagram account (at least for now… maybe?) I was still in complete disbelief of what had happened.  All I could ever think of is “Where could she be?” “Is she hiding somewhere?” “I want to know what she is doing right now.” "What is she up to?"

            I couldn’t stop thinking about her to be honest, my friends probably think I’m crazy when I keep sharing with them my theory about GG and what might have happened based on very little “research” I have found, but basically I think she was tired of everything already, period. And she talks about how much she dislikes her birthday which is on the same day as Halloween, October 31, and I want to believe she might have a surprise at that day…  So I believe she took a train going somewhere and did not tell anyone, even her closest friends, and it even seems that Sheidlina must have no clue either to her whereabouts and status…nothing…literally nothing.

            I know that the possibilities of her taking her own life is immensely possible, due to the number of shits that have happened to her life… divorced, got put behind bars, made a book and it got sold out and the money went to the divorce, got her macbook stolen, etc.

 

SO MUCH SHIT HAS HAPPENED TO HER, and that is not even all of it…

 She is the strongest fucking being in the world…

But then she just disappeared…

Like it was nothing…

Like smoke in the air…

I always crave for her posts, I check her Instagram almost every single day, I check her website pretty often…her YouTube and other social stuff… still no updates…

I wonder what could have been the reason why it is she decided to do that…

But I can definitely know already why it was even going to possibly happen in the first place…

So maybe I thought, I make this tribute to her.

Being one of the most influential people in my creative soul and in life.

It sounds so weird to say that knowing I never met this person, never shared a conversation, hell never interacted with her in real life but the internet made all of this happen.  I open her Instagram live videos, she even answered my questions and replies and likes to comments, she is a real human being… A very influential, powerful and an amazing one.

Maybe she did give up already...

But I cannot...

She did not disappear for nothing...

GG, if you are reading this… I’ll be waiting, wherever you are or whatever you do, you will still inspire me and I will keep loving your works, you truly are an amazing artist.  You will keep inspiring me forever, dead or alive, online & offline. Thank you for being one of the greatest, most influential artists ever.

- ᐱ

PHOTO BY: Karren Barcita

In Collaboration with: Neil Cleofe & Mon Criste

Deathblow Masked Hoodie: Dollskill www.dollskill.com

Harness: eBay

Mask: A gift from a dear friend of mine
Mouth Gag : Random Sex Shop
Boots: F21, sadly
Shorts: Designed and handmade by me
Choker: WEGO, customized by me

SEXY ROBBERY

Just a regular day in the grocery store…

Just came here to pick up some orange juice... 

OR NOT...

This shoot took place before entering the Fashion show, and I immediately 

formulated a concept when we passed by the grocery and I grabbed to 

opportunity to do what I can… dressed like this, with a balaclava. 

                 And yes I sat in the fashion show, near front rows, with the mask … I wish I looked crazier though.

When we were shooting people started sort of peeking through aisles thinking what was going on.  Probably thinking “Why is there a woman—man, wearing thigh highs and a ski mask, are my children safe… are my lemons safe?”  and a bunch of kids just started staring, we didn’t want to make a scene and since sales ladies and staff were also beginning to wonder what we were doing we started switching places and all, aisle to aisle, from cereal to detergents, it was just an uncomfortable feeling when guards started monitoring our every move, but since they didn’t seem like they were going to kick us out (it was obvious we were shooting pictures) we just proceeded to do our thing, fast, like I pose and ask if they god a good shot and then we leave the grocery with a bag of chips lol.

And then we decided to go to the high-end area…

GUCCI

 GUCCI GUCCI GANG GANG

Now this time I legitimately got scared because we only did this for around 10 minutes and luckily enough there were no security in the entrance where we were shooting, but there were people in the valet area from a bit far who thought we were up to no good, probably because of how I looked.

 There was a woman pointing to our direction repeatedly talking with the other men, in the valet area and it appeared that were about to approach us… with angry faces J I continued to pose though but repeatedly taking of my mask just to be sure that I won’t get reprimanded or arrested or anything.

I FEEL LIKE GUCCI

PHOTO: Cheyenne Tsai

MNL FASHION FESTIVAL 2017

M N L F A S H I O N F E S T

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          A late post summarizing my experience on the last day of Manila Fashion festival 2017…

                  Looking like this…

I was convinced last minute 

by my friends,

 I realized I’ve never attended a Fashion show before? 

At least ACTUALLY attended one, not as an intern. (I dressed up models backstage once, probably never again after getting traumatized by hours of stress and time pressure)

                       I was glad enough I was able to enter the event like this, of course I entered without the GTA V robber mask, and the gun holster was hidden inside my bag along with a bunch of other weird shit (I swear if security actually plopped out all the shit inside my bag I really don't know how to explain the situation lol) which I will get elaborating on in the following post.

              I was kinda disappointed I wasn’t able to attend the previous days, there were so many other designers I wanted to see, but nevertheless I was still impressed by the details and some of the designs I saw.

                                                

     IG: @ver.sexy & @yolilputa

 From Left to Right : Iann Mark, Vero, Andre Trinidad, Elijah Gundran

@yolilputa

@iiyanmakeu

AFTERMATH

After about 100 looks from people looking shocked (surprisingly and I am also thankful some were impressed and complimented my look… To all those individuals who shared kind words to me… it really warms my heart…no seriously though)

 I decided to just take everything off.  Oh well, the results were fantastic!

OUTFIT:

Turtleneck Bodysuit: TOPSHOP

Blazer: From a designer my mother knew in the past (very good quality)

Shorts: Satin Shorts designed and made by me

Body Harness: from random seller in eBay

Choker: random seller from eBay I customized

Thigh High Boots: F21

Gun Holster: Some seller from amazon

Beret: Gift from a friend from Japan

Balaclava Mask: eBay

Apologies for vague sources of my pieces as these were old and were bought with minimal budget

                    That day was one of the most fashionably fulfilling moments of my entire life, and just to share my past experience with cosplay, funny enough Cosplay conventions and Fashion Shows are little to no different, just a bunch of creative freaks in costumes. 

 Kidding aside it was still one of the coolest (and tiring) moments of my life, and during the afterparty somebody even asked for my photo (I forgot I wasn’t cosplaying) so then I strike a pose and the cute guy told me to pose sideways and I did, I thought they might ask for my name, like Instagram or twitter or whatever, but he didn’t seem like a photographer or an editor or someone like that.

  It still got me thinking that maybe the anonymity of the mask gave it out as obvious that I didn’t want to be recognized which was completely fine with me.

I was finished with all my school requirements during that time, which was the main reason why I was not able to attend previous days because my schoolwork held me back, from posting these photos and such, and even if there are only very few readers who check my blog I still very much appreciate it, I hope I am worth something in this world at least.

I think the last few pictures and the whole aftermath is the representation of my being and soul during the semester.
As  dramatic as it is about to sound, it’s the perfect word to describe everything else happening in my blessed but ungrateful life as of now…

I was dragged to hell and limbo.
Yet I was able to survive?
I kept reminding myself about that one quote in my head…

“ I have not come this far… to die now “

                                              -Nick, L4D

It sounds so fucking cheesy, geeky yet epic...

I wanted to die when I was in a group of people trying to work out our schedule and different work ethics and mindsets trying to complete a stupid thesis.

I wanted to vomit all the drama I got dragged into.

I had arguments with so many friends.

I cried in public and was humiliated by a loved one.

I felt used and abused, stripped to the last cent.

I felt my patience and being was raped and ruined.

But I can’t stop fighting.

I don't want to.

Not yet.

I’m constantly fantasizing about suicide

But can’t wish for death itself.

In the end I survive, but not with victory.

but with broken limbs and missing pieces.

and I can't seem to find a clear view in what I want to fight for 

maybe it will come...

But it better come soon...

PHOTOS: Elijah Gundran, Iann Mark & Me

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