I’m no model lady. A model’s just an imitation of the real thing. – Mae West
Magazines. Models. Actress. Designers. I look up to them since I was young. I think they were good. Really really good! They know what suits them, what looks good on them. But then, I was still clueless of what my identity is. What style suits me.
I would fit on a top, and wear jeans, regardless of whether they look good or not. I would put on some accessories, and most of the time, I overdo it. I would wear flats, most of the time slippers, they don’t fit together, I know they do not. But I think they look fine. It doesn’t really matter.
It went on until college… until I learned what I was looking for. I started living on a dorm by that time. I lived with seven pretty ladies; all have their own unique beauty. They would style a lot, and most of the time, I would be the subject of their activity.
They would put makeup on me. They would dress me up. They would make me feel pretty. They would cheer and tell me I look good. And that was when I realized what style suits me. That style that would look perfect on me is that style which I know looks good on me.
It doesn’t matter what I wear, as long as I know that that would look good on me, I should wear it. It doesn’t matter if that girl on the street thinks you are weird, everyone has their own opinion. As long as those around you think you look good on that dress, then that is the most wonderful outfit you could wear. And that is the best style anyone could have.
A touch of white for simplicity;
Of black, for beauty;
Of leopard print, as she is fierce;
Of glasses, as she is clever.
The Modern Geek Filipina;
I thou present.
And that is what The Ramp Crossings continues to provide its customers—the idea that they look good regardless of whatever others think. They continue to provide stylish pieces, and sporting shoes that would make those like me feel beautiful inside and out. Inside, as they brings out one’s inner confidence and outside, as they provide an elegant touch to one’s outfit.
That is my story. That is my style statement.
How about you, what is your style statement?