Letter to My Future Partner

Okay. This is another product of boredom. But ya know, I recently saw my "Letter to my Future Children" post from last year and I just thought how cool it would be to write this:

Dear Future Partner,

                    It's funny I'm writing this when I'm not exactly sure who you really are. You could be someone from around here or maybe someone I've been in the same room before but never noticed. You could be from some other city or maybe even in another country. Maybe we've met but I haven't remembered or you could be anyone I know...

                     Whoever you are, you must be unaware of this letter I'm making for you which you might read long after we meet and become a couple.

                     You must know that I'm an emotional wreck. Like a train colliding to another train in times of hardships and problems. Or maybe for absolutely no reason at all; I am that messed up. But you probably accepted me despite of that. Despite the fact I can cry an ocean or have an anger that causes the earth to shake. And you probably are the reason I'm sane, calm, collected. I know I will reach that point that emotions won't get the best of me, just because you're there for me. Always.

                  You also have a clue about my past. Please bear in mind that I've been through countless rejections for something that I never consciously brought myself to. I know people who just slam doors on me just for the fact I wasn't rich or I came from a broken home. You make me believe that there's really someone who can see beyond my skeletons.

                I really admire you a lot, even if I have yet to meet you. I can be weird. I can be happy-go-lucky. I can be the party-pooper. I can be over-dramatic. But you put up with that. You must be a superhero or something. When most guys have a standard of what they look for in their partners, you settle for me with no complaints(hopefully). Wow, man. I'm so lucky.

                 I have always wondered what you find irresistible in me. Why you chose me over billions of girls. Why you choose to stick out with some piece of crap like me. Why you choose to spend the rest of your life with me. And maybe then I'll know and realize that waiting for the answer along with you saying it will be worth it.

                  I just want to say please, please take care of me well like how I'll be that doting partner to you. I will support you in your dreams and goals. I  don't see myself as that stereotypical housewife, but I will show my love in any way I could. I'll even cook for you, too. Haha. But seriously, I'll be loyal and faithful to you. And I would love and care for you and accept whoever you are because I know I have met the one person who is truly meant for me.

                  I find it amusing that I'm writing this letter in a stage where I'm working to reach my goals because years from now, I'll be thinking about what's best for the both of us or maybe for the family we'll make together. Maybe when that time comes, we both have reached our goals and are ready to think of US and our future.

                  What I find equally amusing is the fact that in case you actually do read this years from now, it actually is possible that there is this person who loves me no matter what. Who loves every little quirk and part of me. I find it hard to believe and it is kinda stupid to write this because I'll never know what tomorrow might bring, but if you are real...damn, I'm so lucky. And I'd do my best to make you feel as lucky as I do. :)

With love,
Gillian Mercado Cortez-(insert your last name...in case we actually got married :D)

Long Absence

I know. I've been gone for a loooong time. And I sincerely apologize for that. Why you ask was I gone for a long time and not updating this blog?

Some reasons(if not excuses)are:

 1. Blogger HANGS A LOT. I CANNOT STAND IT.

 2. I've been kinda lazy :P

3...Well..Not really, since I update in my other blog more.

4. Something called "School" came up

5...And then suddenly, a thing called "Summer"

6. I've been uninspired lately by pop culture(the main topics of main blog entries).

But recently, the MET Gala happened and I realized for the first time since I had this blog, I'm not writing about it. It sucks. It made me realize that what a baaad blogger I am for not updating at all here.I totally lost my commitment to this one thing that meant so much to me.

I should've updated more often but better late than never, right? Hopefully, before school comes, I hope I could update more often here. I just have to. I miss writing about certain topics rather than anything up from my personal life(which my other blog consists of).

So, watch out for my irrelevant remarks on anything now. I am so back :D

Perfect for Prom

My Prom will be in less than two months. While I have a dress that I'm 50% sure that I will wear, it won't hurt too look for some Prom dress inspirations. :D

I remember watching this episode of Gossip Girl and simply falling in love with Blair's whole look. She definitely fits as Prom Queen especially in the arms of Nate, the Prom King. Her dress is so marvelous! It's Marchesa so meaning not only is it One-of-a-kind and you won't run into anyone wearing the same dress like ever, it's damn expensive. Sigh. I wish I was a made-up Rich Upper East Side High School Queen Bee like Blair.

Jenny wears the best outfits in Gossip Girl(especially in the latter seasons) so it's no surprise that I really loved this dress on her from Andrew Gn. When I first saw it, it made my jaw drop. It was breathtaking and unique and very Jenny so that means it's very me(minus the social climbing and losing my virginity to Chuck Bass part).

Her whole look in her Cotillion ball was also fantastic. Love the mixture of the romantic and formal black dress and her tough leather hand gloves. My dress in prom is also this formal black dress that falls above the ankles and probably I might steal Jenny's look here.

Anne Hathaway in the Les Miserable premiere. One word: WOW. The black Tom Ford Gown and shoes. OMG. THE SHOES! I would totally wear that. Her look is sexy without the bastos factor, which is perfect for prom. It's like she has this huge injury in the leg that has black bandages wrapped around it, but gorge nonetheless. BONUS: I MIGHT HELP OUT IN CLEANING AFTER THE PROM THANKS TO THAT GARBAGE BAG ON THE BACK OF THAT DRESS. ;D

 

Kate Blanchett in Alexander McQueen. Very futuristic and unusual which I think is great for Prom. I don't know how you can sit in that, but the length and cut of this is great for dancing the whole night long. Imagine if my date(if ever I have one!)twirls me while I'm wearing this. Talo pa ang Disco ball sa akin!

Kate Middleton in Jenny Packham. My darling Blair also wore a dress similar to this in an episode of GG but I loved this look on Kate better. It looks so beautiful. She's so beautiful. And the hair and makeup is a complete contrast to the sparkly pink and silver oeverload of the dress because it's natural and effortless.

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 Confession: It's like this secret dream of mine to wear a tux to Prom or any event that screams ballgowns. No. I am not lesbo. I just think the androgyny of wearing a suit is perfect for me because it's so unusual and modern. This classic Le Smoking jacket and trousers from Yves Saint Laurent is the one I had in mind.(Wala lang. Waiter lang ang peg)

That, or something like Kim Kardashian's here.

New Year

Whenever a New Year comes, I always look back at what I did the whole year. Did I improve for the better or the worse? Where there events that just struck me hard? Did I meet anyone who affected me somehow?

Most especially, I ask myself did my life change in some way?

I always hate looking back at this year with what-ifs. There were things that happened to me that I never wanted to happen. There were things I did that I wish I never did and there were things I said I wish I never said.

I hate looking back at every mistake because I know I would never go back in time and make them over.

But the New Year means new possibilities. It means I have the chance to make myself a better person than I was in 2012.

I should stop thinking about all the bad stuff of 2012 and instead cherish the good memories. Stuff—whether grand or simple—worth looking back at with a smile and thinking, “Hey, 2012 wasn’t bad after all.”

Happy New Year, guise. :)

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