It’s a stormy morning in Metro Manila, and all the streets are flooded. What miracle it is that my mother got us out of our condo despite the water running waist-high.
Out of boredom, I high jacked my mother’s iPhone and I’m tumblr-ing from here. Would I spare her phone from my narcissism? Of course not! Here’s your Signal # 2 pouring rain selfie, world.
What?? I can’t hear you over the sound of my own fabulousness
Out of the way, peasants. The leaders of humanity have places to be.
I love giggling Laura because HAPPINESS and her coming together don’t come together so often.