I'm walking in the rain and I smell kubus, the glorious bread of my entire childhood. It's enough to appease my annoyance at this natural shower that always times its arrival around my departure from home. I use public transport, so rain is not my friend. I don't mind getting wet on my way home,… Continue reading Sniffing in the rain
Big boobs, hefty hips, thick thighs, just the very obstacles to hinder a potentially enjoyable shopping spree. And when you're in the Philippines, faced with those f*cking FS (free size) tags, you just wanna lash out at everything and everyone in your path. Shopping, in this context, is not the stress-busting activity that a stereotypical… Continue reading Thunder thighs, activate!