Should’ve posted it a long time ago, but for some reason got lazy to publish (also, had to spend time moving to a new host) and it got buried in my drafts. Nevertheless, posting this in my blog to document what happened (and what I wore, LOL)

Anyway, for the heck of it, I attended our Uni’s party for graduates. I never even knew these things existed! It all seemed to high school and was actually laughing at the whole idea of it. Well, until Enzo asked me to go with him. I like free food, and free stuff in general, so let’s do this.

Somajins, in formal attire!

Then again, I’m glad I did attend, because I got to see my friends dressed like this. How often does this happen? Certainly not during the weekly GAs we used to go to. Not even in the supposed “formal” induction activities or the likes. Not that I care for those kinds of things, but it’s a rare event. And definitely worth a picture.

Le dinrar

So this was the bland food we (well, Enzo) paid for and spent a good hour trying to eat properly with all manners in check. Seriously. Give this to me at LB Square and I’d be chewing that lettuce with my mouth open LOL. The formality of the event just seemed so incongruous, IMO. As Miguel said, “We paid 300 pesos to dress up, watch a boring programme, and eat bland food in a hot gym”. He was right. Whiny, but right.

Well, at least he got to enjoy his orange.

My date for the evening. Yep, this is his default face.

As seen in the two photos above, the place had horrible lighting, and these two friends of mine should always have photos of them photobombing themselves in every occasion. Yes, those awkward photos are necessary.

With some friends. That pretty light leak-ish thing was Enzo’s thumb on the lens LOLFAIL

Since I’m pretty much old now (cough Grad School cough) I barely recognized any of the young kiddies. So I made sure I did get a photo taken with those I knew. On the top Photo was my friend Pau, who finished her MSCS degree in the exact time required. No delays in thesis or those kinds of things. I feel ashamed of myself now, since I took waaay too long. At the bottom photo I was with my sister’s friends Cla and Sandra. My sister was supposed to graduate with them. I’m still mad at how her sadistic panel screwed her over. Not literally, but I still hate them.

Time Travellers. Also me, smiling with teeth.

Enzo actually had this idea to dress up all match-y in 1920s speakeasy style, but I sort of thought that the flapper look might not be formal enough (also, my hair is a bit too long and I’m a bit too fat to pull that off) so I did a more 1950s look instead. You know, post-war times and people can afford a bit of opulence. Plus Audrey Hepburn hair. I like dressing up. Let’s do this.

Again, note the rare smile with teeth. You probably won’t see that again, well at least it won’t always look that nice.

We just had to, LOL. Top edit by Enzo, bottom edit by me.

Okaaay, so might’ve overdone it with the anachronistic roleplay. Then again, why not?

More photobooth abuse with the gang. Miguel looks like a random photobomber at the back. Chin looks extra happy in the bottom photo. 

An assortment of photos that cannot be explained. Everyone knows I’m a camwhore, and I shall take everyone with me! Especially on such a night where everyone is all dolled up. Yes. This was necessary.

 

This is necessary, too.

Sorry I have to post a close-up of my face. I did my own hair and makeup for that evening, and I’m actually pretty proud of what I did. That hair took forever, unfortunately. It was supposed to be a lot more bouffant than that, but as soon as I stepped into Enzo’s car I hit my head (not used to the extra hair height, sorry) and it fell a bit. But I’m glad at least it stayed up all night.

Maybe I could do a tutorial for this look. Or not. I aint no beauty guru. I’m just a blogger with a lot of feelings.

Requisite outfit photo. Peach organza dress from Mom, Clutch from SM, Shoes from Chelsea, Pearls from Palawan.

Enzo and I snuck out of the event early (Miguel did, too), because frankly things got too awkward and boring as soon as Ma’am Enriquez had to lead the crowd with her ballroom moves (so THAT’S why they called it a BALL). We found this new place in Campus (supposedly a tambayan for the orgs who got kicked out of their old tambayans). We took pictures, or rather I asked Enzo to take my photos for Lookbook. They turned out okay.

Our bonds are even more dazzling than diamonds. Hype this look on Lookbook.nu

Come & clap your hands, make a sensation.
Forever stop the time
Sound the music, increase the heart beat
Raise both hands and ride on time.
This neverending tonight
-V6, Live Show

Enzo and I later had drinks and walked around campus after. Yes, in those clothes (and those 4.25-inch heels LOL). It was a fun night, I pretty much enjoyed myself despite the inherent stuffiness of the event. Guess it’s true that it’s not where you go but who you’re with that makes things fun.

I enjoyed making this post, and since this would be my first post after quite a hiatus (and first after moving hosts), I thought something lengthy and fun would be appropriate. I will be posting an entry about my graduation and a photoshoot I did in the coming entries. Toodles!