The past month has been quite the learning experience for me. =)
The "job" thing:
I got a temporary job with big responsibilities, where I had to FORCEFULLY change the way I dress. I knew I wouldn't be taken seriously in my orange fuzzy top(very last year Louis Vuitton I thought) even if it was worn with a black pencil skirt. It didn't help that I was youngest person there, either.

Thennnn due to a serious of unfortunate events, IT happened.....
My blog was tossed around La Ceiba like sibblings toss around an elder sister's diary. It has been turned into an object of ridicule...the whispers, the comments. I became the naca* with absurd dreams and hooker shoes. Then came the rumors of nude, obviously photoshopped pictures of me being passed around cellphones.
The "job" thing:
I got a temporary job with big responsibilities, where I had to FORCEFULLY change the way I dress. I knew I wouldn't be taken seriously in my orange fuzzy top(very last year Louis Vuitton I thought) even if it was worn with a black pencil skirt. It didn't help that I was youngest person there, either.

Thennnn due to a serious of unfortunate events, IT happened.....
My blog was tossed around La Ceiba like sibblings toss around an elder sister's diary. It has been turned into an object of ridicule...the whispers, the comments. I became the naca* with absurd dreams and hooker shoes. Then came the rumors of nude, obviously photoshopped pictures of me being passed around cellphones.
ohh FABI FABI!! I trusted and mingled with the wrong crowd, the kind that live for a reputation and are willing to step on others to get what they want.
(On a side note: Why why WHY is it that boys lie and cheat and then girls end up ganging up on EACH other?!! Oh that darn animal thing called survival instinct!!!)
I shouldn't have been surprised, though. La Ceiba is a small city and there isn't much to do.
Even so, I chickened out. I felt disappointed, and betrayed even. So I did the matching without the mixing, the classy without the fabulous, and yes, I EVEN changed many outfits because I didn't feel like being stared at or talked about.
Even so, I chickened out. I felt disappointed, and betrayed even. So I did the matching without the mixing, the classy without the fabulous, and yes, I EVEN changed many outfits because I didn't feel like being stared at or talked about.
Dumb!
I thought about this...
Possible reactions to my all-around-town diffamation and rejection? I could've either:
A.)Hide in embarassment, cry and feel sorry for myself.
B.)Lash out at those involved and fall into their little game of manipulation, OR
B.)Lash out at those involved and fall into their little game of manipulation, OR
C.)Laugh, hope it's Halle Berry's body that was photoshopped with my face, and feel good that people think I'm someone worth talking about.


I went through option A for a while, but then realized how pathetic it was and decided for C, and stuck with it. Chin up, back into my senseless senses.
I was wondering how La Ceiba would react to other NACAS* (I say others because I've been referred to as one about 20 times in the past month) in the blogosphere who have also been constantly criticized and could care less. What about Queen Michelle from Kingdom of Style who was called "materialistic and pretentious" by an ignorant "Charlie" for making her own skirt+top รก la Miu Miu?

Susie from Style Bubble who layers and unlayers wonderfully, to her heart's content and I am sure sees plenty of frowns and grins when going out...
I was wondering how La Ceiba would react to other NACAS* (I say others because I've been referred to as one about 20 times in the past month) in the blogosphere who have also been constantly criticized and could care less. What about Queen Michelle from Kingdom of Style who was called "materialistic and pretentious" by an ignorant "Charlie" for making her own skirt+top รก la Miu Miu?

Susie from Style Bubble who layers and unlayers wonderfully, to her heart's content and I am sure sees plenty of frowns and grins when going out...

And my wonderful friend Diana Bobar from SoFashon
who despite the ugly rumors spread by some classmates in Romania, she just recently launched an amazing Spring 08 RTW collection that has gotten tons of attention, fans and clients!

I'm sure it would be one heck of a show if all 4 of us, perhaps a girl or two from Facehunter and The Sartorialist, Chloe Sevigny and Lou Doillon came along, plus say Lala (Art Geek and Fashion Freak) and maybe Ashley Heaton (ChicShopper) walked the streets of La Ceiba altogether. What would happen if then Eleh (Come thrifting with me) and all the others would come and join us? Boy, that would be a full-on "naca" fest and boy, would we love it!

It's good stuff.
And I must add...
Thankyou bloggers for inspiring me, readers for the encouraging comments and thankyou boy from San Pedro Sula (yes!!!! a fellow Honduran who lives 2 hourse away from me!!!) for sending me the perfect email at the perfect time.

Anyway, I'm excited again...I started my second and last year of sewing school already!!! Yes yes!!! I've also been teaching Geral ("Gee") to sew, and she already made her first skirt.

I also finished a dress I was working on that I had ignored for a while due to the idle state of my "DIY" spirit. Heehee...it fits perfectly, and the straps look really good in the back, but I forgot to take any pictures of that! I used two different fabrics, and made the pattern myself which ended up being altered anyway.

My Etsy shop is still a plan, I need to get a lot of things done but pictures are already being taken!!! Preview coming up soon!! ;)
You know what's funny? That in the midst of all the criticism, I was hired last week as a "fashion advisor/consultant" for a holiday at a big department store, later helped them set up a fashion show where local media was present, was interviewed by a local tv channel and radio, and got two compliments on my shoes in only ONE night! Heeheehe...Even though I was really representing the store and not myself or my own style, it was alot ALOT of fun.

I also finished a dress I was working on that I had ignored for a while due to the idle state of my "DIY" spirit. Heehee...it fits perfectly, and the straps look really good in the back, but I forgot to take any pictures of that! I used two different fabrics, and made the pattern myself which ended up being altered anyway.

My Etsy shop is still a plan, I need to get a lot of things done but pictures are already being taken!!! Preview coming up soon!! ;)
You know what's funny? That in the midst of all the criticism, I was hired last week as a "fashion advisor/consultant" for a holiday at a big department store, later helped them set up a fashion show where local media was present, was interviewed by a local tv channel and radio, and got two compliments on my shoes in only ONE night! Heeheehe...Even though I was really representing the store and not myself or my own style, it was alot ALOT of fun.
And ladies and gentlemen,
I decided I'm sticking to this verse:
"For everyone who exalts himself will be humbled, and he who humbles himself will be exalted."
Luke 18:14
God is good, people. So let's enjoy when people are saying things, and keep doing our own shizzle without fighting back ;)
♥
Queen Michelle said:
"Fashion blogs...are where we share our trials and tribulations as we navigate our way though the fashion landscape, expressing ourselves to others and baring our insecurities."
Luke 18:14
God is good, people. So let's enjoy when people are saying things, and keep doing our own shizzle without fighting back ;)
♥
Queen Michelle said:
"Fashion blogs...are where we share our trials and tribulations as we navigate our way though the fashion landscape, expressing ourselves to others and baring our insecurities."
and I am so taking advantage of that... ;)
xoxo,
a very inspired Fabi in bubblegum pink hand-me-down pants...
*"Naca" (pronounced knock-uh) is a term constantly used in La Ceiba (or Honduras?)to describe a girl who mismatches, likes to shop at thrift stores, doesn't stick to local trends and likes to take risks. It's a twisted definition of the word "trashy".
It's supposed to be a bad term, but turns out I like it.




















