clothes and the cabbie and the paparazzi

minsan, gusto ko talaga mag costume. hehe.

one time, nag mall kami ng housemate ko at nanood ng sine. tanong niya, "which gala are you going to?". hehe. natuwa ako.

naka-flowing skirt eklat kasi ako nun. wala lang, yong gusto ko lang magsuot ng may konsepto.

alam mo yong gusto mo mag costume para maiba/ magkaron ng twist, pero ayaw mong may makakapansin sa yo? hahahaha :p

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one time, as we were coming home in a teksi, roommie and i, bundled in with the groceree/shopping, and we were, you know, chatting ourselves silly, and the manong driver, maybe feeling like, heyman, wheredahell we goin' man, says to us in the middle of our chat, "misis, san tayo dadaan?"

whada? that shut us up for a good three minutes. it doan feel so good man, being called a missus when it ain't true maaaahn, and besides, wadidhemean missus? we look like olegirls, man? isdatit? and besides, which one of us did he mean?

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and so it certainly lit me up like a Christmas bulb was spreading gladness inside me, when the very next week, on the way to school, taxi man says, "Ne, papasok ba tayo sa ______?"

oooh, Nene! maybe i wasn't the missus after all :D

and the two other times it happened after that, man that felt good.

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but then, i wore this Lola (vintage print) empire-cut dress and when the taxi driver dropped me off, he went, "O, ingat ka ha, buntis ka pa naman."

waaaaaaah, toink!

how do you explain, manong, yes i have bilbil but it's also the thing to wear stuff that look like they're for preggers.

manong, talaga hahahahaha.

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spent time with old old friends last week, and i discovered that there appears to be a perk with having a husband.

there we were on one long table, and hubbies would regularly stand up from their meal, and take photos of their wife and whoever was sat beside their wife (like the baby or the friend newly arrived). as in! it was like wives had their personal paparazzi who snapped shots without being asked at very regular intervals.

amazing.