My Pabebe Waves -- and I am not even talking about #aldub. (Sorry for the pun, I am just a fan! Oh- it rhymes! Silly me.) Anyways, I am referring to my curls and how I respond to their "pabebe" nature. You see, ever since I decided to just let my curly hair shine through, I've been getting a lot of questions as to whether I had a perm . They're a bit shocked when I answer them with a resounding "NO" and revealing them of the truth I have once concealed...that is, I am born with curly hair. I admit I hated my curls before. I was one of those traditional Filipina who has the feels for long black straight hair (blame it on shampoo commercials.) So, for more than ten years, I did my best to conceal my curls by diligently going to the salon to have my hair rebonded. I have become successful in hiding my own curls. You see, I did deceive the people around me, even my boyfriend. This is a selfie I took a day before I chop my hair off. At this poi...
Cupid's month has flown leaving TrAcEs of LoVe heart to heart... side by side... blessed by the Most High. As I look at the light of love, I SEE companionship... ... beauty and friendship child-like happiness (memories of INNOCENCE) To love is to get FAT together because lovers that dine together -- stay together. Never forget the dessert. Don't underestimate the power of sweetness. always L OO K at each other's EYES no matter how G OO GLY R-E-A-D EACH other's soul d3coD3 tH3 unSp0k3n w0rDs and always always always always always say I LOVE YOU.