I love dressing up as much as possible. There is no end to it. Fashion is art. As a kid, my mom raised me as those " comfortable" types. You know, growing up with shirts, shorts, sandals, and so on. Should I be dressed, depends on the occasion. But hey, I definitely am not complaining. I love my style. It's unique and we each have our own.
Tuesday, September 1, 2015
There was nothing different on Day 2 except that it was jam-packed with people! It was double the excitement, double the fun! We saw a countless number of familiar faces and the like. It was an event you would never forget. Some women ( Filipinos and Japanese alike) wore yukatas and men would wear hakamas. There were stalls here and there. It took the word "festival" to a whole new fun level.