Posted on April 15, 2013 by seabiscuits

the water particles in my tears just cried.

this is one of the most beautiful thing i have ever seen. and the reason being because it tells a story about life. about love, marriage, birth, sacrifice and death.

life is beautiful. beauty in love, beauty in death, beauty in everything. i applaud the crew for being able to recreate this very emotional depiction of life.

a little beauty history

Posted on March 29, 2012 by seabiscuits

Beauty – Victorian Era to 1930′s

Beauty – 1940′s to 1970′s

it’s only been recently that i have been so interested in the … uhh… beauty world.

i think it’s some sort of a mid-teen-late-teen transition. and obviously to any girl, make up tutorials are going to be fascinating at first, but it became a drag to only watch tutorials after tutorials–so i’m pretty happy when someone made the extra effort to actually show a story instead of just: “after blending in the copper shadow, highlight the brow bone…” you know, that sort of thing.

but i have always been intrigued with history and world economic. i absolutely love it to the point where i could as well be history’s secret lover , as weirdly as that sounds. and those videos up there are full of them. full of saturated history fat. that’s what. i was sold and was as curious as a cat when i decided to spend more or less ten minutes of my time learning a piece of history that i couldn’t get in the classroom.

anyways~ if you’re into beauty products, or if you’re just curious about the role of women and femininity throughout history, then you should check those two videos out. i strongly recommend it. it’s amazing how much you can relate style to post world war situations.

check out her website! Lisa Eldrige Make Up

… and no, i’m not paid to advertise her website. just saying.

… and there are not my videos. it’s all Lisa Eldridge’s.

Posted on March 21, 2012 by seabiscuits

http://thebeautydepartment.com/2011/12/identifeye/

i want those eyes.

i know i should be grateful for what i already have, but those deep set eyes… *sigh* my face’s too flat.

Posted on March 8, 2012 by seabiscuits

i’m perfectly aware that no picture gets into Vogue without getting photoshopped. none .

but it has been years since Vogue featured someone with a plus sized body on its cover.

so anyone who still thinks that fat equals to ugly, look again.

Adele is not a size zero. but she might just be one of the most gorgeous women i’ve ever seen.

stop and smell the roses.

Posted on March 6, 2012 by seabiscuits

lanterns

Posted on March 5, 2012 by seabiscuits

i was so close… so close into uploading a rant post today. i’m angry, and i’m exhausted. i hate not having time to read, and write, and do what i want to do. but in the end, i cannot really be angry anyway… because these times… these hard times are going to be the last that i spend with my classmates. when all of this is over, it would only be a matter of months (or even weeks) before we’re separated to go our different ways. after years and years of spending time together… i think i’d need a long time to get used to it.

but i figure that if i wrote a rant post for the every single time i feel frustrated, it will just be a rant blog. and i don’t want that.

optimism we all need a little bright light in one of our darkest days.

just look at those lanterns… aren’t they beautiful. i’ve always adored things like that… lanterns, lights, fairy lights… i actually bought a set of fairy lights last Christmas. everything was on sale, so i thought i’d buy a set and decorate my room with it when i’m done with everything. i haven’t had the chance to do so… but when i’m finally done with everything, i will paint my room and make use of my fairy lights. it’s going to be pretty

*sigh* so i guess i better be going and do what i have to do…

it’s always nice to catch yourself in the middle of a murky whirlpool and see that beauty exists in everything. significant or insignificant… there are always things to be thankful for.

and i’m grateful for that.

the fairest of them all

Posted on October 21, 2011 by seabiscuits

http://alittletasteofally.tumblr.com/post/8122871782

Soon after, the kind queen gave birth to a baby girl who had skin white as snow, lips red as blood, and hair black as ebony. They named the baby princess Snow White.

“what makes us the most normal, is knowing that we’re not normal.”

Posted on July 9, 2011 by seabiscuits

Norwegian Wood is actually a piece from The Beatles. have you heard of that song, blog? it’s such a sad sad song. i keep on putting off listening to that song on my iTunes just because it’s so sad. so, anyways, Norwegian Wood was written by Haruki Murakami and was published in 1987. waaaayyy before i was even born. the reason why the book was named Norwegian Wood was because it was Naoko’s, the main female character, favorite song.

“There were sides to Nagasawa’s personality that conflicted in the extreme. Even i would be moved at his kindness at times, but he could just as well be malicious and cruel. He was both a spirit of amazing loftiness and an irredeemable man of the gutter. He could charge forward, the optimistic leader, even as his heart writhed in a swamp of loneliness. I saw these paradoxical qualities of his from the start, and I could never understand why they weren’t just as obvious to everyone else. He lived in his own special hell.”

so this book focuses on the more psychological side of life. my first impression of Murakami: he has already had his share of life. if you’re looking for happy endings, then you have picked the wrong book. if you’re looking for a light read, return the book to the library. if you’re looking for the usual love story, put it back on the book shelf. because when i’ve finally read the last word of the whole book, what first came to my mind was that crazy people might be the normal ones, and normal people are the crazy ones.

“i’m looking for selfishness. the perfect selfishness. like, say i tell you i want to eat strawberry shortbread. and you stop everything you’re doing and run out and buy it for me. and you come back out of breath and get down on your knees and hold this strawberry shortbread out to me. and i say i don’t want it anymore and throw it out of the window. that’s what i’m looking for. you just don’t know it. there are times in a girl’s life when things like that are incredibly important.”

i have to applaud him for this paragraph. i may be lacking in terms of the number of books that i’m reading nowadays, but this is really the first time i see someone describe what i call realistic love. because even though boys wouldn’t want to know or understand or even think about this level of worship, girls do need this sometimes. they need to feel this sense of devotion that will provide them with security, knowing that they’re actually worth the act. so in the real world, perfect selfishness it is.

“because we would have have had to pay the world back what we owed it, the pain of growing up. We didn’t pay when we should have, so now the bills are due. Which is why Kizuki did what he did, and why I’m here. We were like kids who grew up naked on a desert island. If we got hungry, we’d just pick a banana; if we got lonely, we’d go to sleep in each other’s arms. But that kind of thing doesn’t last forever. We grew up fast and had to enter society. Which is why you were so important to us. You were the link connecting us with the outside world. We were struggling through you to fit in with the outside world as best we could. In the end, it didn’t work, of course.”

there are several paragraphs in the story that makes you think twice about life… in general. a lot of people might think: why make life seem harder? why not just go with the flow? –and i agree with them, to an extent. but this… this is about paying back what we owe life. i mean, i’m not mentally ill. but what if ‘mentally ill’ patients are just people who are misunderstood. just because they see the world in a different perspective, it doesn’t mean that they’re diseased. they just happen to see life differently.

i’ve been trying to get this book into my hands since i was in… 9th grade perhaps? but i’m actually grateful that i discovered it 2 years later because i wouldn’t have understood a thing if i read the book when i was still a ninth grader. this book is depressing i tell you. Naoko committed suicide. Kizuki commited suicide. Nagasawa is what i call a perfect jerk. Midori’s parents died of brain tumor. lol! that just about sum the whole book. and i may be a brat for spoiling things, but this book is just not how people might have expected it. and i just don’t want people to go around hating this book, because honestly, this book is beautiful in all its depressing scenes. i don’t admire the lifestyles of drinking beers and casual sex of the characters… but this book really shows how wretched human beings can be. how perfect people turns out to be very imperfect, and how imperfect people are perfect in their own ways.

“I had learned one thing from Kizuki’s death, and I believed that I had made it a part of myself in the form of a philosophy: “Death is not the opposite of life but an innate part of life.” By living our lives, we nurture death. True as this might be, it was only one of the truths we had to learn. What I learned from Naoko’s death was this: no truth can cure the sorrow we feel from losing a loved one. No truth, no sincerity, no strength, no kindness can cure that sorrow. All we can do is see it through to the end and learn something from it, but what we learn will be no help in facing the next sorrow that comes to us without warning.”

the moon.

Posted on June 17, 2011 by seabiscuits

(the other four dots underneath the real moon were my neighbor’s garden lights xD )

this post is dedicated to the moon that made an appearance just as dad’s about to park the car in the garage.

seriously, Trixie’s camera did no justice whatsoever to the moon. it was so yellow, so round, so close, so… amazing!! i literally jumped out of the car even before it stopped. i have no digital camera, so this will have to do. :’(

it was windy, and even though i was wearing jumpers, my legs felt so cold. >< but for the sake of watching the moon, anie and i stayed outside to take (unjustified) pictures of the moon and also to just stare at it. it was incredible. i can’t remember looking at the moon at such a glorious state. i wanted to see the lunar eclipse last June 15th, but i couldn’t since the clouds were in the way. they say they will have another one this December 11th, and i’m determined to witness the eclipse. but then there will be another total lunar eclipse on the 27th July 2018. which means that it will fall exactly when i turn… 24! lol. yeay! it was undoubtedly very clear tonight. i can even spot stars littering the sky.

but then the monstrous clouds blocked the moon from view, and anie told me to make a wish. so we did. we were sitting on the driveway, and stood in the middle of the deserted street to make a wish. despite feeling a little silly, it was a stupendous feeling. it feels better than wishing on an 11.11. it felt real.

i was wow-ed. it was as if mother nature is showing that even though she’s badly wounded by our ministrations, she still kept up hope for people who wishes to live inside her. she wanted to show that there’s still beauty in a world that is steadily growing uglier and uglier each day. that there is indeed something more extraordinary than technology and whatnot. you might think i’m exaggerating (again) for it is just a moon, really… but i appreciate these little things. it somehow energizes me to face up all my problems in the coming days. so thank you… really. after last night, and definitely after all the things that i have been and am still going through… i feel really grateful for this moment.

article (s):

June 15 Total Lunar Eclipse Visible in Philippines in June 16 — Moon to turn blood red for 101 minutes

Source: http://www.bazics.net/2011/06/june-15-total-lunar-eclipse-visible-in.html#ixzz1PYNwpVXg