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Life in 4x4

December so far has been messy - quite literally, as we've been doing a lot of spring (or winter?) cleaning at home. Being the huge sentimentalist that I am, you can imagine that letting go of old memorabilia - post it notes, movie tickets, and whathaveyou - would be like pulling teeth, but not this time. I'm of the belief that there ain't nothin' like the sound of a digital trash can being emptied out, so I just applied the cold ruthlessness in deleting files on my computer to real life. Quit with all the unnecessary nostalgia and attachment to clutter; it's the memories that count, at the end of the day. 

Now that we're on the topic of memories and because I have no visuals to accompany this post, here's a dump of some of the photos I've posted on Instagram over the past few months. 

When my family went to Calatagan / Pizza. Every single day. 
Beef brisket noodles from Shi Lin (great now I'm hungry) / ice cream happiness / and Bianca's way of sabotage.
 The Cream of Tank Girl / the day I bleached my hair blonde for the second time /  Lulu at Greenbelt. 
 Powerplant Mall errands outfit /  Cupcakes by Sonjas / paparazzi shot of my sister
 Everyday Pop Art / crab cojones / Pippin Took, my cute stuffed banana. 
 New hologram favorites /  ice cream with my soul twin Gian / purple hair in the making.
 Bathroom shot with Bianca / preparing our bazaar displays / Circus' booths at the DFA Bazaar 
In which I realized that shooting in film is pretty gratifying / purple flowers for Mama's birthday
 Papa proves he can take pictures after all / outfit for the mall / wilting flowers
Outfit for more errands at the mall, Papa has photography skills 2.0, Louis goes for a ride. 
 Brick wall looked artsy that day / Christmas!  / pretty packaging gets me everytime. 
Furniture canvassing at The Fort / "Can I just live here already," / my face.  

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