Nothing but his T-shirt on

We all fell in love with Shontelle’s T-shirt song when it started recurring in the Myx Daily Top Ten last year. Some were satisfied enough just singing along, but there were others (including myself) who really did took her advice literally. Even Hollywood celebrities like Jessica Biel and Rachel Bilson have already joined the club, so why can’t we?

You see, fashion won’t be too fashionable if we are too afraid to experiment, don’t you agree? If you’re running low on ideas, don’t fret because it’s high time you raid your boyfriend’s closet.

It may be a button down shirt or just his plain white pullover. Whatever you find, you can wear it loose and effortless, or maybe spice it up with the right accessories. Don’t worry too much if his Hanes doesn’t fit you well. In fact, be alarmed if it does because it wasn’t designed for you.

Wearing a boyfriend’s shirt is getting quite popular lately. And though it isn’t necessarily wise to follow the trend every now and then, if you can femme it up, you could never go wrong with this season’s hottest hit. It may be a tacky idea for some. But for those who can rock it, congratulations for being a certified fashion forward. Before you know it, you’ll need nothing but his T-shirt on… and maybe a little bit of an atitude.

Just a piece of advice: Be careful girls, we all know our guys don’t like us nosy. But borrowing a shirt or two, who knows? He might even find it sexy! ;)

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Current obsession: Jay Nicolas Sario

I blogged about my love for fashion design the other day. And just yesterday, I finished watching a whole season of Project Runway and it was utterly impeccable!

I was so impressed by the designs of the Season 7 winner Seth Aaron Henderson, and some looks made by Emilio Sosa were also very fabulous. However, there was this one particular designer who caught my attention from the very beginning. I suddenly found myself cheering for him all the way throughout the competition. His designs are truly modern and edgy which every strong woman would want to wear. I find his aesthetic very chic and contemporary. I don’t know what came over me but I immediately Google-d him right after I finished watching season 7.

His name is Jay Nicolas Sario, 32 years old. From what I found out in, he used to work for Gap, Inc before joining Project Runway. He moved to San Francisco to make a name for himself in the fashion industry. But brace yourselves everyone, he is Filipino!

I sent him a friend request in Facebook, but thinking that he might simply ignore that one, I joined the group Jay Nicolas Sario fan page as well. I also did send him a follower request on Twitter @jaynicolassario.Now before I scare everyone, I just wanna be clear on this: I am not a stalker. I’m just a huge fan! As a fellow Filipino, I cannot believe I haven’t been seeing him on the headlines yet. He is such an inspiration not only to aspiring fashion designers but to the whole country as a matter of fact.

Based on all those research I’ve made, I discovered he’s about to launch his collection very soon. I know he’ll make it big in the fashion industry and I just can’t wait to see more of his creations.

I can feel it in my gut. This guy, he will blow us away! ♥

Small town girl meets high fashion

“Taste is something that you just can’t learn.” -Michael Kors

Long before Magkaribal was aired on the Philippine television, I have always wanted to become a fashion designer. I have been an avid viewer of Project Runway, America’s Next Top Model, Gossip Girl, and everything high fashion for as long as I could remember. As a small town girl who grew up in a city where billboards cannot compete with that of EDSA’s, magazines pretty much consumed a huge part of my allowance soon after I entered the puberty stage and became aware of the difference between stilettos and wedges. I am not particularly sure whether or not this gave justice to the way I dress, but if anything, I only became more and more obsessed about the fashion industry.

There was one time back in high school when I had a chance to choose which elective course to enroll in for our junior and senior year. While the others went for Cooking (as it was the most popular choice), Automotive (where most were guys), and Computer (the teacher gives high grades), I was on my happiest in the Dressmaking class. There were only seven of us, but that did not really matter. What actually mattered was that my hemmings are beautifully done, and more importantly, I refused to get a grade lower than 95 for my tidy straight stitches. Since then, my frustration to become a fashion designer grew more intense every single minute of everyday.

After I graduate college on October, I will be heading towards a direction where I always wanted to be- in the Fashion Institute of the Philippines, or perhaps in the School of Fashion and the Arts. A master’s degree can wait, but my dreams to be part of this very voguish industry have already been on hold for so long. I await for that day when I can finally show the world my own creation of clothes that are contemporary and fashion forward.

In the place where I grew up, there is no Zara, no Topshop, no Mango. But someday, if my dreams come into reality, they won’t need Coco Chanel nor Dolce and Gabbana.

After all, they’ll have Marj!

…But of course, I will always love you Christian Dior. ♥