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Dressed for War

I’ve been in a fashion rut ever since my stress levels sky rocketed but thanks to a certain Ms. M, I suddenly got inspired to dress up again. It was great timing because MB was taking me shopping the next day. I got more inspired to liven up my wardrobe. During the weekend though, something happened that really made me mad and so I was determined to go to war, I mean work, come Monday. Of course, I needed to be in my best “war” attire:

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Sometimes when I feel sick or stressed, I try to glam up so as to make up for my mood. (Clothes are from Hyphen Luxe)

ma soeur et moi, bitsandtreats

Had lunch with my sister, Dr. G., at Benny’s. Will write about that in my food blog.

EOTD (sorry for the blurry photo):

ud 15 eotd, bitsandtreats

I used Flow, Tainted, Half Truth and Evidence from the UD 15th Anniversary Palette.

Tools of the trade:

benefit finding mr bright, bitsandtreats
Finding Mr. Bright

bobbi brown pale pink and mac playing koi
Bobbi Brown Pale Pink and MAC Playing Koi

Must accessorize:

 flower patch necklace, bitsandtreats

Can’t get enough of this purse:

periwinkle purse, bitsandtreats

A last minute addition:
multi colored bead cuff, bitsandtreats

The mask ring was also a last minute addition. Got them from the kapitbahay store.

red rings, bitsandtreats

I really hope everything will be great from now on. I could use a long break from stress. Dressing up seems to alleviate some of that “pain” though so expect more posts like these.

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