Today’s my birthday!🥳

It’s that time of the month again, Halloween! This day last year I was on an adventure in Miami by myself. I was feeling nostalgic so I rummaged through my old blog and found this post about my trip. Definitely enjoyed my solitude in this one. This has been a long overdue post but I’d like to share with you some snippets of my short but sweet trip to Miami! I went there alone last Halloween, and stayed mostly in South Beach, at Freehand Miami Hotel. The beach was good but since I dunno how to swim, I wasn’t able to dip in for a long time. Instead, I enjoyed the hotel amenities (it was hippy by the way and very millienial!) and ofcourse did…

Lately, I’ve been watching Natalia Osipova’s performance of Giselle, and… wow. I didn’t expect to feel so much watching it, but I did. I still do. It wasn’t just the dancing (though yes, she moves like she’s made of moonlight and memory). It was everything — the music, the stillness, the way love and heartbreak and grace can live in one story, one body, one breath. There’s something about Giselle that lingers with you — like the echo of a song long after the final note fades. You think you’re just watching a ballet. But then it stays. Quietly. Gently. Like a memory you didn’t know meant something until it started whispering back. Maybe it’s the way she loves — fully, without hesitation. Maybe it’s…

Hey everyone, welcome to Food for Thought (a new blog series I launched last week) where I answer one common question and hopefully we both learn something from it. This week’s topic is a bit relevant to our current situation and one of the most famous questions asked at your basic Economics class: Why can’t the government just print more money to solve national issues such as poverty? The short answer is: Inflation. The long answer is: Let’s first start on why money was invented in the first place. Before fiat money (paper money which technically has no instrinsic value) was invented, our ancestors use the barter system. It is a system where goods and services are exchanged between entities. However, one of the major problems with…

I was born in Metro Manila, and I moved to Grand Cayman about five years ago. At first I enjoyed going to the beach; it felt like an escape from the busy city life. Eventually, I realised that going to beach is a staple for the locals. It is the main weekend activity; there is very little to nothing else to do. I don’t enjoy it anymore as much as I did before. Last weekend and Wednesday holiday gone, my boyfriend’s friend hosted a beach party. They brought barbecue grill, speakers, and dominos. I was just there sitting and watching them play dancehall music. The first hour was fun, the succeeding ones felt so dragging. Is it just me? I guess because I was not…

“Is there anything else you do on Saturdays aside from clubbing?” Short answer is, no! In this small island there is not much of a variety of fun activities to do on weekends apart from beaching so yeah. This is what “Caymanian kids nowadays” do most of the time. What I like about the night life here is that girls wear literally whatever they want without being judged or bodyshamed. As a woman that is one of the most liberating feelings you could possbily feel. It also keeps my creative juices flowing esp on outfit ideas and accessorizing. In the photo above I was only wearing a gray sports bra and an office skirt – but it turned out not so bad! ___ Anywhere with…

Hey, how are you? Life update: I finally got to drive my car on the main road for the very first time yesterday. As I mentioned in my previous post, I recently got my driver’s license. It was nerve wracking but such a learning experience. The tip professionals would always tell me, assume that everybody else on the road doesn’t know what they’re doing. That way you’ll be more alert and cautious. Kind of helpful thinking that I am the smartest driver on the road lol. Weekends are always chill and slow for me nowadays, thankfully, unlike before where I work on Saturdays and  then do all my chores on Sundays. Can you believe? no more rest day left for me. For two years I…