It feels like it has been a decade since I last updated this blog, haha!
I’ve been extremely busy these days for various reasons and I hope to get my usual content creation pace back ~
Anyway, here are some photos I’ve taken during my absence! 😉
Saying goodbye to autumn ~
Thank you Chichi for these! You can buy these soon from Rainbowholic Shop! For local buyers, please check our instagram at @kawaii.ph.store 🙂
Shoefie ~ lolol
Got these presents from Mohammedさん！You guys should check out his dreamy art ~
The customized postcard is my favorite!
Look at that beautiful washi tape design!
Hello everybody! : )
I am not quite sure why I am currently on a blogging spree these days. And mostly, these posts are about my reflections. Kaila the old soul, haha.
Maybe it’s because there had been too many things happening recently in my life.. ? Or maybe this is a sign of growing up? Adult life.. *sigh*.
(From #88LOVELIFE book by Diana & Dinda)
For this entry, I shall share with you how rejection over the years has made me stronger and wiser. I realized that rejection can either turn a person…
From my younger years until now, I have been rejected too many times that I’ve lost count. I have been rejected by my favored university, by the Japan embassy (denied visa), by friends, by my crushes (haha, so highschool but that time huhu </3)… and sometimes, when we have to deal / face rejection on our own.. we just tend to take those rejections too personally. Sometimes, when things turn out so well, we turn sour & negative and we lose our natural sweetness and positivity.
If there is one question (which my friend Ashley asked me) that would always make me feel better or make me realize instantly that “it’s okay” during my troubling times, it would be –
“10 years from now, will it still matter?“.
And my answer to that is that-
I do not think so. No.
Hello everyone! Good evening!
I’m in the middle of doing kawaiifund.org work (which is launching very very soon, too!). As you may have known based from my posts through my social media accounts, my dear friend Ashley & I have finally launched “OurKawaii.Tokyo” already. I have soo many things to share about what really happened behind this website + book idea.. and how we made it happen. We still have bigger dreams about this and I’ll share it with you guys on my next posts. Please look forward to it! 🙂
Actually, I really feel tired now. I have a lot of pending shipments for both JLM Store and Rainbowholic Shop. The apartment and our office are still in a mess. If only I could hire someone here to help me, I would.. But I guess juggling everything and finding balance (sanity + work + enjoyment) are the challenges I should face first.
As I was doing Kawaii PH duties, I realized that I have changed a lot. The way I approach things, the way I think.. and how much this community work has changed me to become a better person. I actually teared a little when I read Mica’s testimony about kawaii and how our little community in the Philippines has given her that “push” / “boost”.
And because I feel like listing again, here are my learnings during my journey as the team leader of Kawaii Philippines.
I don’t feel like being called as a “Kawaii PH founder” now, for some reason. I just think of myself as someone who was given a gift to gather people. And again, titles are just titles unless you give meaning to those.
I am no angel or saint. I swear too much and I am so unlady-like in so many ways and for this one, I will be in my true blue Kailaroo, lolol. The “Kaila Kardashian”, as some of my friends in real life would (fondly) call me lololol.
The things I learned while working my butt off in Kawaii PH.
1. It is NOT always about me, me and me. When I started to go out of my way and sacrifice a lot time for Kawaii PH, I learned to give a shit about the world, about these girls and women who just want to be confident in their own skin. People usually raise eyebrows whenever I tell them that yes, “Kawaii can change the world”. Who would have thought that kawaii can become a cause as well?
Hello friends! Just taking a break from all the #OurKawaiiTokyo duties today. We are going to launch in 2 hours! *_*
This post has been on my mind for already a week and I guess it’s time to write down all my feels again. Hehe! ^_^
I think that people are like flowers.
But we are of different types. Sometimes, when we see others reach their dreams or become successful (when it’s their “full bloom season”), we tend to compare our journey / entire life. And that is when we start to become miserable and unhappy. I am not saying this without basis because with all honestly, I’ve had some serious insecurities too when I was younger.
When I was in my adolescent years, I envied some of the girls in my age because they had many clothes that I wish I also had in my closet. There was a time when I only had 1 outfit (dat orange shirt, jogging pants, rubber shoes lol) every Sunday when I go to mass with my family. That time, I really disliked going to the church where most of my classmates from school would also go to because I felt that my friends would judge me (lol, baby kaila problems). And that was one my inspirations when I was growing up. “10 years from now, I will have fashionable clothes too!” “My time will also come, if I make it happen!” Now, I already have an ootd album uploaded to my fb page, hehe.
I learned the hard way that I should just wait for my turn patiently (while also working on my own goals), rather than be passive & insecure of others who’ve attained so much.
Before, I did not see myself as a beautiful person. I compared my physical features / blessings with others. I was that girl who did not have any admirers at all lol (until I had one as I was about to graduate univ hahaha) and I felt like I was the loneliest girl in the world lololol. I wasn’t invited to any prom, and I was so awkward with guys (went to an all-girls school). I thought I was not pretty (I think I am now, huehue #noshame) because nobody found me “pretty” (in the Philippines, types of women are labeled as chinita, morena, lalala). This might be embarrassing (or funny) to reveal but I have had a lot of rejections to the point I am now considering to live a single blessed life as a happy woman (already giving up on love at 24? haha). Long time ago, I used to seek for my worth and confidence on how people would see or accept me. I realized it was wrong because in reality, a person’s confidence reflects what he / she feels deep inside. Upon realizing that, I slowly built my confidence by doing a lot of mental reengineering haha.