The last chapter

I have no idea why, but I have always been fond of fairytales. No matter how old I become every single year, a part of me that’s completely engrossed with castles, prince charming and the idea of true love will forever stay a little girl.

I’m not sure if you’re familiar with Mulan (but hey, that’s why there’s Google). She is one particular Disney character I became obsessed with since the first time I knew her story. Growing up, she’s been my childhood heroine. Mulan was brave, strong, and driven. She followed her heart and didn’t care about what other people might say. She took control of her own life and changed her destiny. I always wished to be like her, even tried to be like her at times.

Unfortunately, I became nothing like Mulan.

I was actually a bit like Cinderella, always doing what she’s been told, living to please other people. I was as helpless as Aurora, the Sleeping Beauty who’s willing to wait forever for true love’s kiss to break her curse. And yeah, perhaps I was a bit of Snow White, the part of her that was easily deceived and, most often than not, naïve.

And you know, I’ve always thought it’s unfair. Because they’re all princesses, and I’m not. I only get to take after the same weakness, but never the same strength. Cinderella has her glass slippers, Sleeping Beauty has her fairy godmothers, and Snow White has her seven dwarfs. And ugh, let’s not forget that she’s the fairest of them all!

But then again, I try to console myself by saying that there is no such thing as a perfect story. We all live in our own fairytales, and as the heroes of our own story books, every once in a while there are villains who we come across with- ogres who scare us from living our lives to the fullest, dragons who won’t stop until we’ve turned into ashes, and wicked witches who are, uhm, bitches.

Every once in a while too, we have to realize that not all fairytales involve magic wands and flying carpets. Because sometimes, a kiss, a hug, or even a simple ‘I love you’, will be enough to break a curse. Some genies don’t need to come from bottles. Some only need to care. And if you don’t come across your knight-in-shining-armor, well, you need to be strong enough to save your own ass.

For some reason, in fiction, the last chapter always provides us with the same ending. But ultimately, in real life, there are two possibilities. While some stories end happily ever after, there are also some stories… that simply end.

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Let’s open Pandora’s box!

When I was a little girl, the only jewelries I was fond of were my mom’s pearl necklace and diamond earrings. When I entered the puberty stage, I realized that there is more to a woman’s jewelry box than a dancing ballerina.

I find it implausibly magical how my very own little box can turn my wardrobe ten times bigger… no kidding! You know how I’m a fan of white shirts. It never fails to amaze me that I can actually wear something so plain in a hundred different ways. The secret? Try accessorizing!

You don’t exactly need to be best of friends with diamonds. There is practically an ocean of options to choose from, colorful beads, vintage finds- everything fancy and pretty to go with your outfit whatever your mood is.

Go fierce and edgy with black cuffs and silver necklaces. Anything studded levels up the coolness. And oh, I heard gloves work too! But hey little rockstar, be careful with the black eyeliner. Halloween is already over.

A friend to Audrey Hepburn is also a friend of pearls. And if, like me, you think she’s a goddess, well, you probably didn’t need me to tell you that, right? A glamorous woman knows how to take advantage of the elegance of pearls and diamonds, and she also knows that they don’t necessarily have to be real in order to capture its essence. If you want it, then by all means, fake it!

If you’re up for something sweet and feminine, you can never go wrong with bows. And don’t ever underestimate the wonders a floral brooch can do. If it’s Barbie you want, then it’s Barbie it’ll give you.

Accessorizing is my favorite part of dressing up. Aside from mixing and matching different colors, it’s simply fun experimenting. It’s astonishing how the right accessories can make you look like a total diva in no time.

I once heard someone say that style is actually 60% accessorizing. But frankly, I think it’s more than that. Ah, you do the math! :)

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