Lee + Nash: I do

Just breezing through to post these photos from the wedding reception of my dear friend Nash’s wedding to Lee last month. The venue was a posh cafe called Dolce on Nivell Hills, Lahug, should you happen to visit Cebu and want to have a cuppa and some sweets.

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Mrs and Mr Mitroi

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I kind of regret having the jacket on in this photo, but the place was a bit cold. So, I just had to.

The food was great and you might want to go here should you want to know more about the cafe’s offerings.

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I had this dress customized for the occasion.

I was window shopping one day and spotted this silky soft printed fabric at the department store and just had to have it. It’s one of those not-so-practical-days with my not-so-healthy-habit kicking in.

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I actually have a stash of fabrics, in case I haven’t mentioned it yet, just waiting to be made into something wonderful. And surely, I will post every single one of them here.

Well, that’s it for me tonight. Got other things to do… Ciao!

The Persistence of Memory

People often say that experience is the best teacher. One way or another way, people change as a reaction to situations they are going through.  This is constant.

As a way to survive, many people learn from their past mistakes to make a better future.

But of course, it’s worth noting that there is more than one way for something to go wrong. Yet it can’t be ignored that whatever experiences we have met could help guide us as we move forward.

The past is and will always be the foundation of the present and the future.

We may try to forget certain things we’ve gone through, but somehow those experiences still make us who we are.

The Persistence of Memory

Salvador Dali (1931)

 HOME IS WHERE THE HEART IS, but

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5 Truths To Staying In LOVE

Ella had this bookmarked and I just stumbled upon it today… so sweet this post is!

Thought Catalog

When I was a little girl, I couldn’t imagine who I would marry but I knew that I wanted to get married. I would envision the wedding, and try to see the man’s face in my dreams. I would fantasize about who he would be and how much excitement he would bring into my life. My oldest daughter is four years old and she said to us the other day “Who am I gonna marry when I grow up?”.  There it begins. A little girls’ quest for the unknown, the inexperience and innocence in not knowing what lies ahead. The sparkle of hope and magical fantasies that comes with being a child. I think back to my adolescent experiences and smile because I had thoroughly enjoyed my journey through life and whatever wild times I had. I experienced much thrill, danger, excitement, exploration and self-discovery. Sure there were many tears…

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