Some Sundays my family and I like to drive down to Talisay to experience one of the best things about Cebu… our LECHON, of course.
For those who don’t know, lechon is a roasted whole pig, piglet, or cattle seasoned in spices, cooked in charcoal and is a popular dish of the Philippines
I always get really excited when my parents tell us where we’re having lunch after Sunday mass and oftentimes, I think they even use it as a bribe to get me to go along with them.
So THIS time, I made sure to document it.
The Lechon place my family prefers to go to is located somewhere along Talisay and is in line with Dakbayan sa Talisay. (will post video soon). This lechon strip is a haven for everyone who could care less about their diets and loves everything greasy, fatty… and doesn’t care much for fine dinning.
At around P185.00/ kilo families can enjoy eating Lechon like a true Cebuano, kinamot style or my version: kinamot wrapped in plastic style. 😉
Let’s be honest, people don’t really go to the Talisay Lechon strip for anything other than the Lechon but it doesn’t hurt to have these food offered anyways. Chicharon Bulaklak, barbecued everything and dirty ice cream at the side of the road… makes living in the Philippines sound just a little bit better despite all the sh*t we’ve been going through lately.
Our personal preference is Mila’s Lechon. But there are a lot to choose from.
Best times to go are at 10:00 am- 12:00 nn
I know a lot of fashion bloggers don’t usually post pictures of them wearing the same things over and over again and I’m well aware that I am not one of them.
Sometimes I wish I wasn’t but when it comes down to this shirt, I’m not and I’m never really gonna care what anyone has to say about me. IT’S SUPER MARIO FOR CRYING OUT LOUD, can you blame me??
Blazer: Laundry Clothing| SUPER MARIO SHIRT: Targer| Pants: Tickled Pink| Belt: Moms| Watch: Fossil| Flats: Given
Sorry, I can only be a girl for soo long.
For tomboyish girls like me, you can never really go wrong with investing in good blazers.
They’re perfect for adding a little bit of flare to any outfit whether if you’re opting for a casual feel or you just wanna go all out power trippy.
Though, I seriously think I need to stop posing like a boy sometimes. I really do look like a lesbian here, don’t I??
Thanks Tita Balut for these pretty shoes! :*
Somehow I feel like I owe you an apology… it’s not entirely your fault.
Sometimes I forget how lucky I am to have you that I let petty fears get in my way. But in all honesty, you are not that bad.
Maybe it’s just me who never really learned how to deal. Maybe it’s me always putting reasons for things that weren’t meant to be placed a reason to. that didn’t make sense.
So many things I wish I could say but maybe I need to be a bit more careful when I say them.
In due time.
I really think that my goal of becoming a full pledged girl has reached its actualization.
I’ve been wearing a lot of girl-ier pieces lately and I won’t lie… I like it!
One piece that I’m glad is in style is definitely the skater skirt.
I think that they’re classic pieces and you can’t quite go wrong with them especially in black especially if you’re a color phobe like me.
They’re cute and classy and well, what more could you want in an outfit?
I decided to pair my skater skirt with a lace top to give off a girlier vibe. And since I’m not a big fan of accessories (although I should reconsider), the lace design served as a good understudy.
Top: Thrifted & Forever21 (under)| Belt: YRYS| Skater Skirt: OOTD_Cebu| Gold flats: Old Navy
** I don’t know what up with my angles in these shots. Was in a hurry and asked one of my OJTs to take my outfit shots. Happy birthday, Anne!
I guess that’s the thing about the past… you don’t really know what to do with it.
You can either be sad and sulk about it or muster everything you have in you and just face the ugly truth. You screwed you, you can’t do anything about it and forever will you have to live with the horrible stories of “that one time…”
I don’t know though. What do I do with a past like mine? And what do I do with things I want to say that I might regret not saying..
It is exactly 12:00 o clock and I feel like sky’s the limit when it comes to my current food obsession…
I want ribs and a salad..
Then again I also want fries.
OH MY GOODNESS!!!
I get insecure because first of all, I am not them and second of all, because I will never be them and quite frankly, I’m not always sure if that’s a good thing.
I get sad at the thought that they are not people you nor anyone would call stupid. They’re pretty and well groomed, stable and truth of the matter is, everyone wishes they were them. And I’m just a scruffy girl anyone would mistake as a boy any day.
I am remorseful that I didn’t leave so much for you to conquer. That you had to take me in with so much baggage when they have much less than a hand bag to check out.
Maybe because I know and I will always know that I’m no good for you. And even if I try to be, I usually find myself at a loss. Always wondering what things would be like if you had not left your key.
After all, what am I but dead weight? What am I but this person with no direction, probably no future, someone stupid and irresponsible? And what are they?
Everything I’m not.
And I’m not sure if that’s a bad thing.
I hate how this happens every August- September, every year, for the past __ years.
Come on, Philippines!
I’m an outfit repeater. No shame.
Top: Forever21 (both)| Shorts: Stylish Chique| Watch: iWatchz|
Over the years I’ve grown quite fond of chiffon and would you say… girly pieces?
With chiffon I love how it is instantly equivalent to anything formal or semi-formal at the least.
Plus, I love how it is light weight and I don’t have to worry about getting all sweaty and disgusting.
Chiffon is definitely my quick outfit fix for any occasion.
I am not a workaholic. Because when you’re doing something you FINALLY love, it doesn’t feel so much like work.
I am not a workaholic. Because it is not depriving me of the things that I want… it is supporting it. I thrive for success and I enjoy stress- so I think this is good for me.
I am not a workaholic. Because I have never been so driven in my whole life. I have dreams, yes- but to have an outlet that will lead me to that success has finally been identified and I think that is what motivates me the most.
You know, to one day be able to buy that car, and that house I promised my mom. A home with a lawn where I can watch my kids grow and well, stability and a good life. Because when that time comes, I’d like to think that I deserved it. Because I worked hard for it. Because I put my heart and soul into it.
Maybe sometimes I need to put a filter a bandwidth or some form “rest” but… I don’t think I deprive myself of those worldly wants either. So I’m okay.
Hey, I just bought myself a pretty pink cut out dress… that is me rewarding myself.
Maybe I’ll buy myself a book, too. Or take Casey & Miguel out to a movie. Or finally learn how to cook.
I know this sounds so boring but in my head… I feel like I’m about to throw a BIIIIG party!