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peace, love, & lip gloss

hello!
Alliterations are amusing. Chandeliers, cheesecakes, and charm bracelets make me happy. My blog aims to spread pink, positive thoughts and pretty little things. Send me some love and kisses via mail@krissyfied.com.

Of friends and "friends"

"Never explain yourself. Your friends don't need it and your enemies won't believe it."
First of all I would like to thank you all for your sweet comments and touching e-mails as a response to my previous post. Rick is right, there are a lot of people all over the world who cares f…
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These are the moments I remember I'm alive

... you know, because my heart feels hollow yet it hurts so bad it's impossible to ignore.
What follows is a very personal post.
I know I've said before that I am one of the most optimistic and positive people I know that I can even pass as poster girl for Tinkerbell's mantra think happy …
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A Toothy Affair

We all have our own best feature - and by feature I mean the physical aspect. Yeah sure we all have something we are insecure about but you have to admit there is still something that you are really proud of because you know it makes you look good. It's not vanity, it's a fact.
I am not too …
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It all begins with A-B-C (and D)

Hello everyone! Did you all notice anything new? Uh huh, that's right, I've had a blog makeover! I have decided to make it look more minimalist and clutter-free so I deleted most of the widgets. I have noticed the page loads faster and it looks easier on the eyes. I hope you all like the ch…
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Chasing the suckiness away and smothering it with cheese and mush of romantic comedies

Nothing like a good dose of fun with girl friends and a hefty serving of a romantic comedy to shake a girl from a stupor.
Trying to restore order and balance in my world that was most recently thrown into chaos by a series of unfortunate events (ie. a heartbreak, moving out from the apartment I have…
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Recovering

First of all I would like to thank the well-wishers in my previous post where I told you of how I got robbed yesterday. I feel much better now as compared to yesterday where I felt visibly shaken. Unfortunately, my wounds haven't healed yet and I cringe in pain every time our office nurse clean…
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I got robbed.

As was my custom during Thursdays (since I come from my parents' house after my Tuesday-Wednesday rest days), I rode a Public Utility Jeep to Monumento (where I will then ride a cab to work) this morning. I wore a black fitted V-neck shirt, jeans, and black strappy heels. Accessorized with a sp…
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I hate this part right here

The day I have been dreading has arrived. As you might have read from my previous posts, our lease runs out today and my housemate Asther decided to just look for another apartment with her brother so I am left without a house and a housemate. I had no other choice but to leave the apartment I have…
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Sorting out the future of my country. Also, my life.

Yesterday, I fulfilled my duty to my country and exercised my right to vote.
on my way home from the office wearing my five.ten.ten shirt and my handcuff necklace
can you say poster overload? my heart weeps for the amount of trash this will result to
IMO, good platforms will forward a candidate's c…
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Today is for my Mother, tomorrow is for my Motherland.

Today is for my Mother.
A mother understands what a child does not say. - Jewish Proverb
To my Mama, Happy Mother's Day! Words are not enough to tell you how grateful I am that God made me your daughter. Thank you for your unconditional love and unwavering support. Thank you for the thick, black …
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Tipsy Krissy

I'll share with you a not-so-secret: one of the things in my Bucket List is to get super drunk. What a thing to aspire for, right? Before you shake your heads in disgust, please know that I do not really drink. During get-togethers with friends, while they were gulping shots after shots of alco…
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