I’m pretty sure we’ll see more checkered patterns next season, but I’m certainly not wearing them just because they’re currently trendy. My mom has always had a penchant for plaids and checkers, and I’m certain that she passed it on to me. Every time we’d go shopping together, she’d automatically go to either the section where all the black are, or to the section where all the plaids and checkers are. I found myself developing the same habit throughout the years.
I’ve also been very partial to sharp angles and straight lines, etc. (as mentioned here) so this pattern is expected of me and my style. Crissey is the exact opposite – she is drawn to curved lines, and this clearly reflects on her drawing style, as well as on some of her fashion choices. In a way, I guess we are what we wear.
Speaking of Crissey, fate brought us together last Sunday when we coincidentally went to the same store in the same mall at the same time. Neither of us knew each other’s whereabouts so we totally freaked out at what happened. That night, we talked about horror movies (she loves to scare herself, and I also get curious, lol) until we fell asleep. I woke up at exactly 3 AM after an immensely strange dream where I saw Crissey die as she fell into a large gap while we were going down the escalator. In an attempt to find her body, I looked down the gap only to find it pitch black. After a few minutes of mourning because I didn’t know what to do and I really thought she was gone forever, Crissey miraculously found her way back up and immediately told me, in her usual cheery tone, that she fell 21 stories… and that “OMG, Greenhills pala yung nasa baba!” I was dying (lol) of laughter when I relayed the story to my brother. That punchline I can’t even.
Also, I should mention that in my dream, while we were going down the escalator, Crissey was holding a giant squash and a broom. Stop haunting my dreams, witch (of course, the moe magical girl type) Crissey!