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yeyHello there, readers!

This will be my last post for Yes, you read that right.

But don’t worry, because is now alive and kicking! LMAO. You can still get updates from me and my never ending adventures and failures. My platform is still WordPress so you can always follow me again. 😉

Thank you for one and a half year of support and love! Seriously, I won’t be able to do this without you. 🙂

See you, folks! Visit the new Flowers for Kimberly and tell me what you think!


Kimberly ♥


Chanel Fall-Winter 2014-2015

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Chanel brings back the regal age of Baroque period with their F/W 14-15 collection. Some of the pieces are made of golds and reds while others stayed true to Chanel’s black and white palette.



chanel-fall-winter-2014-15-haute-couture-looks-31I have a knack for carefree and classy clothing, and Chanel’s latest collection gives me no option but drool over those pretty, laid-back dresses. Karl Lagerfeld impressed me a lot because I’m not a fan of Chanel (except for their Mademoiselle EDT which is beyond gorgeous!) and by seeing this very collection, I just wanted to go to him and hug him if it weren’t because of his entourage and my lame French.



chanel-fall-winter-2014-15-haute-couture-looks-29Lagerfeld incorporates the royal age with the modern fashion of today’s era. I love the dresses, period. But I don’t exactly know what to feel about the sandals with straps, it was paired with modern edgy hair and strong brows. It looks so out of place but you won’t mind because the whole thing is perfectly packaged on the runway.



chanel-fall-winter-2014-15-haute-couture-looks-30God, I love it.

Each of these Haute Couture pieces are meticulously crafted and woven to perfection. When you look closer, everything is in perfect detail, which makes sense because the whole scene and ambiance in Grand Palais, Paris yesterday (July 8) is almost divine. My favorite is the last dress shown. It seems like a bridal gown but hey, it looks so enchanting and royal.



look at all these details!

Chanel, Houte Couture, Fall Winter, 2014, Fashion Show in Paris

The last piece! ♥

So, what’s your favorite piece?

Tell me!


Kimmy. ♥

Flowers And Feminism

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So I’ve bumped upon this “Run Like a Girl” campaign from Always and I’ve never been so proud of my gender. *Blushes*

People have this notion that being a woman means being weak. Maybe because we’re always the ones who loved way too much and are always vocal about it. Maybe because we are allowed to cry. Or maybe because the society protects us more because of the fact that more and more men perceive us as sex objects.

The truth is it’s a man’s world, and it will always be until the women of our generation make their stand and decides to tell the world that women, like men, deserves the freedom to walk alone at night without ever worrying about rape, the freedom to speak their mind in law school without being judge for being a woman, the right to choose when she needs to settle down without people telling her that she’s beyond her time. We don’t need strong-willed and outspoken women, we need women who knows their worth and decides when to say “NO” when they’re not enjoying themselves anymore.

We need women who travels a lot so she knows her value in the eyes of every race, of every community. We need women who reads and who writes, so she’ll drown the world with her words, with her wit, with her intelligence. And even if our current situation still involves sexism and misogyny, our minds will be free.

Lastly, we need a woman who’s unbiased, who knows that respect needs to be earned. That in order to be respected, we must also respect others. That in order to not be judged, we should also refrain from being judgmental. That feminism aims for gender equality, not gender greatness. We shouldn’t think that we are better than men, rather, we should keep in mind that we are equal to men.

We need the world to know that rape isn’t okay, and it will never be. That gender oppression is not our fault. We are striving for equality because we want to prove that we are not weak, that it’s okay to run for marathons and win. That it’s okay to beat a man’s ass in Tekken, that it’s okay to wear whatever we like without being called a whore or a slut, that high heels and lipstick doesn’t really mean that we’re dumb. And that wearing our bikini doesn’t mean that we’re asking to be sexually assaulted.

And I am not only calling the attention of all our women. I am also trying to reach our men. Weigh your words carefully, respect women because you want to get the same respect. If you offend a woman, think about your mother, your grandma, your sisters, your wife, your daughter. Think about how it feels like if you were sodomized and your ass was ripped open by someone because you’re a weak shit.

Think about that. And think about that real hard.

Day One

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Day One

“These are the hands of fate, you’re my Achilles heel. This is the golden age of something good and right and real. And I never saw you coming, and I’ll never be the same.”

I just saw this photo on Tumblr and I don’t even know what to feel. So many emotions in a span of 24 hours and I’m tired of all the drama and all the shits and all the pretensions and fake, imposing people.

Something’s clear to me though: we always cry because it matters.

I cried beside you inside that sad, yellow room when an Alison Krauss song starts playing on the radio. I cried because I’m weak and you’re so damn important to me.

And you will always be.

Don’t Ever Let Them Detain You

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Photo for inspirational purposes only. All texts are mine. 🙂

Sometimes, we care about a person way too much. Sometimes, they take us for granted and we let them because we know that it’s what we deserve. Sometimes, it hurts so bad that we don’t feel a thing and crying nor screaming won’t pacify us. They always told us to move on, without ever knowing that we almost lost our lives trying to. We have no idea how to be whole again and they have no idea how it feels like to be broken every time.

They don’t understand us because they don’t understand our pain, they hurt us and we let them because we love them too much. And the sad part is that our “too much” will never be enough. We could’ve offered them the world and everything that we have and everything that we will ever be, but they refused it. And we spent the rest of our lives wondering why.

Sometimes, we need to save ourselves; we need to fix ourselves, because no one will ever do that for us. Sometimes, we need to realize that we need to be happy, and we should let ourselves be happy. We will still love them, that’s for sure. Even after all these years, even after all the pain. We will still love them as eagerly as we have loved them before. Girls like us, we are doomed to love like that. And it’s only right that this time, someone would actually love us the way we always wanted to be loved, that someone would actually love us and all our brokenness.

We should get our papers, take a passport photo, and apply for a visa. Get a plane ticket, pack our bags, and put on our best shoes. We will leave the cold nights, cigarette butts, and unsaid words behind because we are going to a place where they would never ever find us.

“She’s gone, she lost it”, they will say, without knowing that they’re the ones who lose us. And as years will pass by, there will be a legend in the town that once swore us, about a girl who loved too much…

and left.

The Art of Color Blocking

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color blocking

The art of color blocking.

I don’t know why, but here’s a fact: some girls are afraid to experiment with bold colors and neon prints. That’s why minimalist colors like black, white, red, and gray are always in demand by the female species.

Hollywood actresses and supermodels actually pull off some very good color blocking techniques both in their street style, runway, or Award’s Night. But like others, we think that they can always wear what they want because they have their flawless beauty. OMG.

Are you one of those girls? (yeah, me too. But that was before) If so, you don’t have to worry now, girl. I’ve got some awesome combinations as well as tips and tricks for you regarding color blocking. 🙂

So you can pull off that neon colors in your wardrobe the Kim Kardashian Way. 😉


Red-Blue-White color blocking

Red-Blue-White color blocking

Red-Blue-White color blocking

Red-Blue-White color blocking sample

This is probably one of the basics among color blocking techniques. Red, white, and navy blue actually belongs to the basic wardrobe color. They aren’t seasonal, you can find this color palette to almost every department stores and shopping malls in town. From formal to casual wear, this combination is so classy.

orange-pink-nude color blocking

orange-pink-nude color blocking

orange-pink-nude color blocking

orange-pink-nude color blocking sample

This color combination is perfect for movie dates and meet-the-parents. Orange and pink, though both striking, complements every skin color in the world. from African-Americans, Western, Latinas, and Asians, this color combination will definitely fit you perfectly. Nude is the neutral ground, since the two colors are already striking, the nude will tone it down a bit.

blue-pink-yellow color bloking

blue-pink-yellow color blocking

blue-pink-yellow color blocking

blue-pink-yellow color blocking sample

This pastel blue, pastel yellow, and pastel pink wardrobe color combinations speaks of mellow spring, and cotton candies, and child-like paraphernalia. It depicts that laid back vibe and lazy Sunday dates. Pastels are actually easier to combine with other colors that are both neutral and striking. It always gives that soft spoken sophistication.

purple-teal-orange color blocking

purple-teal-orange color blocking

purple-teal-orange color blocking

purple-teal-orange color blocking sample

This combination is so awesome! all of them seems striking, yet it complements well with each other. (Camilla Belle is so gorgeous, don’t you think?) Actually, teal belongs to the neutral colors because you can pair anything to it. And since neutral colors are meant to tone down the two striking colors, teal does the job with purple and orange.

blue-neon green-gold color blocking

blue-neon green-gold color blocking

blue-neon green-gold color blocking

blue-neon green-gold color blocking sample

Okay, so this is my utmost favorite! I love the combination of classic blue and out-of-this-world neon green. It gives that cheery and regal vibe that I really like. And another excellent color was added as a neutral ground: Gold!


So that’s some of the most common color blocking examples. Here, on the other hand, are the tips and tricks to pull off a very good color blocking technique.

1.) 2 striking colors need to be paired by a neutral color. And the neutral color could be your accessories, your undershirt, or your shoes.

2.) not-so-common colors can be paired with the basics like red, black, white and gray. You can pair your eccentric neon orange skirt with black or white shirt.

3.) If it resembles something, don’t wear it. One of my friends back in college wears a green shirt over her orange pants. and she simply looked like a carrot. If it reminds you of some food or things in particular, then don’t even think of wearing it.

4.) Accessories play a great role in color blocking.  A black belt or a gold stud earrings or that classic neck piece makes a great difference. Believe me.

5.) EXPERIMENT! Of course, we are differentiated by our bodies. The colors that have been posted here may or may not be flattering to you. The key is to experiment. You now know all the basics, now go to your wardrobe and try mix and match all the colors and outfits you have! The possibilities are endless!

Happy matching! 🙂


Kimberly. ♥


The Truth About My Choice to Stay Single

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Photo for inspirational purposes only.

Alright, alright. This is another inspirational and personal post for FFK.

Lately, I find myself pressured to have a new partner. After my break-up from my first boyfriend, everybody’s been all eyes and all ears on who I’m with and who among them that I’m actually dating, and who among them will probably be my next love interest. I mean, I don’t understand what the fuss is all about. I’m only twenty. Ten years to thirty and I’m not even close to settling down. Even my Mom bugs me about my current love situation now that I have a job and all, and all I could do is shrug and tell her it will come in the right time.

Yes, okay. I won’t be hypocrite about it, I’m dating guys. And it fucking bores me. Opening yourself and your life to someone again, it somehow get in your nerves. I just want some time alone. That’s it. And when I told them that sentence, they thought that I’m a bitter bitch who can’t get over with her first love.

Well, that’s partly true. PARTLY. Because who can forget about their first love, right?

And here’s the whole truth.

I’m not single because I live in unending bitterness as I sulk in the corner thinking how that bastard broke my heart. NO. I’m single because I chose to. For what he’s up to right now, I’m happy for him. Maybe our relationship won’t really work out well if we stayed for too long. Maybe we’re both toxic to each other, maybe we drag each other down instead of lifting each other up. We made mistakes, I made mistakes. But I’m not the same person since then, because I learned.

I’m single because I want to do what I want to do before. And I want to do it alone. I want to love myself first and accept all the imperfections that I have so nobody can use it against me. I want to save myself because I’m no princess, and I don’t need to be saved. Because in solitary loneliness, you’ll have a clear view of what you really want and how you really want them.

I want to fall in love with my books, with my writings, with my words. I want to fall in love with the world and all its heartaches and glory. I want to just go out there and live. Just live. Savor every breath I take, enjoy every beer, every coffee, every late night talks, every pancakes and cheesecakes, and waffles, and dark chocolates. I want to touch the impossible, and probably fight the impossible. I want to live without any restrictions, or without worrying about anything nor anyone.

And I don’t think that I need a man to do it with me right now. Because I believe that this moment is mine. And I need this as much as I need that thick slice of pizza. Haha.

And to those who are currently undergoing this very situation, you are not alone.

To those who already went through it, I am very proud of you. 🙂


Kim. ♥

Pressed Powders Galore: Top 5 Pressed Powder That You Can Buy in the Philippines!

Hello ladies! ♥ How’s your long weekend? I hope you enjoyed it as much as I did. 🙂

Anyway, some of you have been asking about the best pressed powders in the market nowadays. There are thousands of pressed powders available that are manufactured by different brands. And I’ve listed my top 5 pressed powders that I’ve already tried and tested. *wink*


 Top 5 pressed powders philippines

I believe that pressed powders are less toxic than foundations. It let’s your skin breathe while adding enough coverage to protect your face from the sun and its harmful rays. It’s as light as talc powders, and as heavy-duty as foundations.

Given my never ending love affair with pressed powders, I have my personal favorites and I also have those that I should never ever lay my hands again. For my personal favorites, here are my top 5 pressed powders:

Revlon PhotoReady Compact Powder5.) Revlon PhotoReady Compact Powder, P975

OMG. I love this! It’s like having Photoshop right in your hands! It’s very smooth, and very flawless. You might as well conquer your camera shy-ness with Revlon PhotoReady. It conceals blackheads, blemishes, and dark spots. It also even out skin tone.

It doesn’t last long on me, though. I have to use another base for this. But over-all, It’s good for touch-ups and it conceals perfectly.

Skin Food Agave cactus Sun Pact

4.) Skin Food Agave cactus Sun Pact 50 PA++

I hate how Skin Food here in Manila is so overpriced. I got this one as  a gift from my Mom’s friend who went to Malaysia (Malaysia has Skin Food too. LOL). Anyway, I like how this natural pressed powder has 50 PA++ sunscreen to protect your face from the sun. And it doesn’t feel heavy. It’s also guilt-free because it’s made from natural ingredients. 😉

Avon Smooth Minerals Pressed Powder

3. Avon Smooth Minerals Pressed Powder, P349

I’m a fan of mineral make-ups. And this mineral pressed powder from Avon is my go-to powder for whenever I’m on a budget. Like the previous powders I’ve listed, you may be assured that this also feels light. As we all know, mineral and organic make-ups are kind of expensive. So this Smooth Minerals Pressed Powder from Avon is Perfect for those who don’t want splurge and hurt their pocket.

Benefit Get Even Pressed Powder

2.) Benefit Get Even Pressed Powder.

Ooh. One of my favorites! *drools* I got this some time in 2010 as a High School graduation gift from my cousin (together with the cha-cha tint.) There’s no Benefit shop here in the Philippines at that time, so I really have to save this powder up to its last grain. *sigh* It’s really good. It’s so damn good that It will be one of the things I’ll buy with my first salary right after I’ve finished my current pressed powder.

This darling controls oil, even out skin tone, protects your skin from the harmful UV rays, conceals imperfections, and it last longer than expected. Be careful though, cheaper versions of this are available in the market. It’s fake!

 Etude House Precious Mineral BB Compact Bright Fit

1.) Etude House Precious Mineral BB Compact Bright Fit, P848

I’m not a fan of Korean brands except for a few products that I use now and then. Etude House, however, is a different story. I love the line and the princess theme of the store. Etude House Precious Mineral BB Compact is my current pressed powder. It combines the power of a BB cream with the lightness of a compact powder. All you need is a light dab an you’re good to go. It lasts up to 6-8 hours of coverage (this may differ. I’m always in an air-conditioned office whenever I use this.)

I first used this product on our college night because one of my friends own this. I did use it and fell in love with the design and the coverage. From that moment on, I swore I’ll buy one when I go to an Etude House branch.


So, there it is! my top 5 Pressed powders! For those who are in a budget however, I recommend buying from drugstore brands. Garnier and Maybelline’s pressed powders are good too.

Remember that all of the powders listed here are good for me, but it may not be good for you. Always use the trials first if it’s available, use it for a week or two and see if breakouts occur or if you’re satisfied with the product. 😉

Want to know more about make-up? Here are some make-up tips and tricks.


Kimberly ♥

Things That She Never Said

Things That She Never Said

I still have 17 pending articles due today, but it’s so early for my energy and brain to work so I guess I’ll write a literary post for y’all guys to warm the shit outta me.

I hope you’ll enjoy this, though. 🙂


I’m on my way home and it’s raining really hard. I look at my watch and it’s 10:30 PM. I still have to work early tomorrow, and by the way it goes, I guess I’ll have less than 5 hours of sleep again tonight. I figured out that maybe this isn’t my best day, maybe this is my punishment from the heavens because I hate my mother. After all, “Honor thy mother and father” is the 6th commandment, right?

My mother used to sing when she was young. I remember listening to her and closing my eyes. God, she has a very beautiful voice. She used to sing with me in my pre-teen years. She used to be there when I join every singing contest in our town. She used to be lovely and lively and full of life.

I don’t know when, but it just stopped. She told me that I can’t sing all my life, that I need to find a job, that I should go to college, that I should never follow her steps because when she left everything to pursue her singing career, it led her nowhere and left by her husband who gave her nothing but problems and a baby girl.

Nothing but problems and a baby girl.

Problems and a baby girl.

A baby girl. That hurts.

All my life, I am bound by her rules. I should do this, I should learn that, blah blah blah. At first, I don’t mind the constant nagging, but after years of being my mother’s slave, it somehow get in my nerves. Why can’t I take Fine Arts? Why should I take Finance as my course? Why should I do this when what I really want is that?

Maybe she was right, she could have achieved her dreams. She could live the life she wanted to, if it wasn’t only because of my father… and me.

I finally made it home. I search right away for my mother. I want to move away from her as soon as possible now that I have a job and I’m living my life the way she wanted me to live it. She’s not here, though. She left a note by the refrigerator saying that she needs to be at my aunt Lily’s funeral.

I entered her room and roamed around it. it smells so much like her. Musk and citrus. I looked around and I see a little black book with the year 1996 printed in gold at the center. I opened it and I cried when I read the only two sentences on the very first page.

“My music stopped for me the day that my baby girl was born. But it’s my little girl who continued the music for me.”

I cried because of all the guilt and the pain. I cried because these two sentences slapped me and spit right on my face. All along I thought I was just her burden, the reason why she didn’t have her singing career, a wreck of a creature that my father left her with.

Never did I thought that I became her music.


Liked this? check out my other literary works! 😉

Dreams and Those Chances That I Never Took

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I know that I still need to finish 24 articles within three days, but I just feel the urge to post this as soon as possible before the inspiration run dry.

As I was pondering about my life yesterday, it surprised me how afraid I was in my whole life. Seriously, I’m the type of person who I thought was brave enough to accept things as they are, because I believe that I can’t do anything about it anyway.

Boy, I was so wrong.

There’s a very fine line between the fear of the unknown and the guts to accept the unknown. I thought I’m living the latter, but yesterday, It downed on me that I am actually living the former. I’ve accepted things because I fear them, I don’t want to question anything because I’m scared of the answer and the rejection that comes with it. Yes, maybe I didn’t experience being rejected several times, but I didn’t experience the utter happiness brought by the satisfaction of being successful after several attempts. I didn’t learn through trial and error, that’s the truth. My actions are calculated, my decisions are planned, I’m doing intensive research before jumping into anything. Ask me to go sky diving and I’ll tell you that you need to go first. Ask me to apply for my dream job in my dream company and I’ll tell you I’ll think about it.

Did you ever have that feeling that something’s missing? Yeah, like that cliche movie lines. Or that you should have done something but didn’t do it. I feel it a lot. To put the right words, I feel stuck. And the weird thing about it is I don’t know why. See, I have a job, I’m not unemployed nor underemployed, I have a roof above my head, food and water on the table, and any basic need that a human could ever ask for. I have a lot of dogs at home, they are all pure-breed Labradors and they’re all fluffy and big and sweet, two of them are pregnant and soon enough, our home would be full of black and brown fluffy retarded dogs.

But still, there’s something missing.

I am a simple type of person, my dream is to go to the city and have a job, build a cozy brick house and call it a home, and probably have my own family whatsoever. Or maybe have my own coffee shop, travel to Paris and the rest of Europe, and feed my hobby which is writing and photography.

There are dreams that are impossible for me and God knows how afraid I am to risk something out of normal to achieve it. I let some of the biggest opportunities of my life to pass by. And maybe that’s the sole reason why I always idolize people who always break the norms to get what they want.

Anyway, I’m still learning, I’m only 20 years old. I still have my life ahead of me, and I am beyond happy to realize after 20 years of my existence that I should go after what I want no matter how much it takes.

Because sometimes, all we need is that one big leap.

And I wish you do too. 🙂