[mini update, part 2] Tangled: My First Cosplay Experience

It was my first time doing cosplay today!  Thought I’d share some photos from the experience.


My friend Helen agreed to play Mother Gothel.  Here she is wearing my Melisandre gown from Amelia et Nicole.  It suits her a lot more than it suits me!


“Look at that world, so close, and I’m halfway to it!”

Thanks to my long-suffering friend and photographer, Nike Amistoso, for this photo!  Nike was dressed as Link, and she was part of the org comm that came up with all the embarrassing games we had to play.  I won one of them. 😉


“And with every passing hour, I’m so glad I left my tower!”

Morie (the girl on the far left, “Lilo”) made a spreadsheet so everyone could, technically, go as a Disney character.  We had a vision of “Hong Kong Disneyland,” but sadly, this was all we could come up with as reality.  Still pretty good though!  (Jovel made an epic Sadness.)


Probably my most Rapunzel shot of the day.  Really do need those contact lenses though!


[mini update] I See The Light


Don’t really celebrate Halloween, to be honest, but since it’s the only time of year where it’s acceptable for grown ups to play dress-up (and I was too poor to go to APCC)…I’m milking it for all it’s worth.

Because Globe and Disney Asia think I’m too old to be a Disney Princess, I decided to unleash my repressed voice actor/character actor/Hong Kong Disneyland talent fantasies on the office Halloween party.


Couldn’t afford green contacts with grade (I’m legally blind) so I used my horrible awful photo editing skills to turn my eyes green.


And yes, if asked, I can sing the character song.  Sort of.

…I’m still looking for a Flynn Rider to duet with, though.

Dress: Skitzo (The Collective, Makati)
Blonde Wig: Skitzo (The Collective, Makati)
Brunette Wig: SM Accessories
Crown: SM Accessories Kids
Flower Crown: SM Accessories Kids


[poem] After Ours

A postcard.

Hello, Hong Kong,
I’ve missed you.
You’re still the closest
I’ve gotten to sky.
I was bright, but
you are still brighter;
your words, in black-and-white
glow, our last embers.

I still remember
those long night wanders;
the slight British lilt in your voice.
I loved the young-old world of you,
but in the end, you made your choice. I
turned my back
on The Peak, in the dark.
And our sparks
never met, only flew.

Oh Hong Kong,
I didn’t need to go back.
But the truth is,
I still missed you.


For N., who I could not keep.