Life Lately in #ootd's

7:49 PM



In a few days, I'll be having my second monthsary in my new job. Though I'm still adjusting work-wise, I take comfort in the fact that it feels like home already. My desk is slowly starting to become more "me" by the day, with pastel-colored stuff that are convenient for my (and my officemates') Insta-posts. In three weeks, my planner was borrowed about 5 times already for flatlays, 

Being a creature of habit, it freaks me out to be in a totally new environment. The first few days were nerve wracking, I felt like it was the first day of high school all over again. Then slowly, I started to make friends, I started to get the feel of the actual work and poof! 2 months went by in a flash! During the awkward first few weeks, I took comfort in three words: no dress code


Having spent the past 2 and a half years in a corporate setup and mostly living in pencil skirts and sheer tops, being able to wear anything I want is refreshing. Ripped jeans, sleeveless and crop tops, open toed sandals, you name it! I've been wearing more denim now more than ever as well. I used to hate it but they're so on trend these past months and I'm always one to bandwagon. 


So life lately? So far, so good! Similar to choosing outfits in the morning, it kinda feels like the possibilities are endless... for now at least. 

I wonder how long it will be before I ran out of motivation  outfit ideas.

Love, Paola 

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Writing is the Right Thing

1:40 AM


Writing is beautiful thing.

This quote I saw on Instagram struck me with its accuracy. There are times when I feel like other people can express my thoughts and feelings better. I am a wide reader. Sometimes I feel like I need other people's words. There are quotes out there that describe me better than I can describe myself. An example would be a line from Lang Leav's poem: "She is a melancholy soul." Another accurate favourite is John Green's "If people we're rain, I was drizzle and (s)he was hurricane." I have this irrational fear of having no personality and being too ordinary. You know how some people can instantly captivate you? Like how when it rains or it storms, you know instantly what's happening. Drizzle, however, takes time to notice. Sometimes, you wouldn't even realise it's there. On emo days, I see this in a negative light. Drizzle is unsure, it is passive to the point of being weak. It's a bit unsettling to be able to relate to that. But then on some days, I find it comforting. It is soft and delicate. It's something that's caught in between which leaves you with a lot of possibilities. It can turn into a downpour or it can drizzle a bit and let the sunshine again. It is a point of transition. So hey, being a drizzle is kinda cool too!

Another beauty of relating to other people's writing is realizing that whatever you're going through, other people are going through it as well. Be it happy or sad, it is a relief knowing that there are others out there sharing your feels and sentiments. I guess that's why I write as well. As much as I relate to other people's writing, I hope there are others out there who will be able to express their thoughts through my own way of threading words. 


Love, Paola

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NYC is Lit

8:58 PM

Top of the Rock

Every now and then, my mind still drifts to New York winter nights. Surprisingly, whenever I think of the nights I spent in New York, I remember the enjoyable kind of cold instead of the shivering-cold we all expected (except for that one night by the Brooklyn bridge where I thought my ears were about to fall off because of the harsh wind). It was perfect because it permitted us to walk around the busy streets to enjoy the magic that is NYC at night. At day time, it is an extremely busy city with a diverse mix of people going through their lives in fast paced, no rest mode. At night, it is still all that but somehow, it feels like it slows down by a tiny bit, giving you enough time to appreciate that another day has ended. I have a thing with lights. It makes me giddy and sentimental - something my best friend and I share. Every night was an oooh-ahhh heart eyes moment in this city. These are some of my favorite photos taken at night. I am in love with all of them but I have no courage to post them on Instagram and disrupt my pastel feed lol. So I'm leaving them here instead.

I miss you, New York. You are lit.

         Time Square                                                 Grand Army Plaza
 Brooklyn Bridge
                       Rockefeller Plaza                                                     Central Park
Manhattan Skyline

Love, Paola

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Weightlifting Fairy Kim Bok Joo

4:17 AM

I am currently drowning in a koreanovela black hole. I've been watching since high school but this is by far the longest koreanovela phase I've had. I started mid 2016 and I have been on a roll up until now - it's basically one kdrama after the other. 

Last weekend, I finished Weightlifting Fairy Kim Bok Joo. And now, I am on a separation anxiety which can only be cured by constant Tumblr searches for GIFS, listening to the feel good sountrack (it's currently playing as I'm typing this) and basically stalking @skawngur and @heybiblee atleast once a day. Forgive me, this should last about a week then I'll be back to my normal self. 

This is such a refreshing drama because it is candid and straight to the point - it focuses on Bok Joo and Joon Hyung's love story alone. No social or political issues, no parents who died from accidents, no annoying antagonists who wants to bring the world down with them, no terminal illnesses - just straight up cuteness and kilig. Another reason I like it so much is because of the oh-so pretty cinematography. It was shot during the transition from fall to winter so the colors are a dream - every scene is something that will go seamlessly well with my Instagram feed. 

If you need a little kilig in your life right now, Weightlifting Fairy Kim Bok Joo is the way to go. Now I'm off to cure this sepanx by starting on a new series. Goblin, please be just as good! 

*siiiiiiiiiiiiigh* I miss Joon Hyung already. 
Enjoy this pretty stills. 





Love, Paola

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If it's meant for you..

2:19 AM

..it will come back - a line we've all heard of to the point of being sick of it lol

But indeed, things have a way of coming back to you.


The other day, I was in a rush to leave so I just grabbed my earrings and decided to put them on while walking. After putting on the first one, I suddenly realized I wasn't holding anything anymore. I've lost enough earrings in this lifetime so I'm not ready to lose yet another one. I carefully threaded my every step and relief washed over me when I saw it by my bedroom door (I know it's just an earring but I have separated far too many pairs that I feel almost apologetic to the ones left lying in my accessory cabinet, alone and sad).

And then last night, while walking around the mall, I suddenly noticed that my bag was missing this fur ball key chain that my Ninang gave me. Me and my cousins have matching ones so this it's kind of special. It's gonna be hard to trace back my steps in the mall so I had no choice but to let it go. Then this morning, I saw it inside the car and screamed for joy that my dad almost stopped driving.

(The other day I thought I also lost a necklace but I realized I just misplaced it so let's not talk about that).

I'm just so entertained by the things I almost lost these past days. Almost. They say if it's meant for you, it will come back to you. It is both comforting and bothersome. Comforting enough to know that there's chance to regain what you've lost but in a way, it makes you feel uneasy since that also means you have no control and all you can do is let it go. Uncertainty, afterall, is a scary thing.

I wonder what else I'll lose-and-let-go and lose-and-regain this year.

Love, Paola

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Version 2.0

9:37 AM


I did it. 
After 3 years of blogging at Love, Paola which was followed by a 3-year hiatus with a couple of posts every now then (a poor attempt to get back to it), I’m finally doing it again. 
I’ve always wanted to continue my online journal but what’s stopping me is that there’s simple too much to catch up on. A lot of things happened that I wanted to write about, but didn’t. You know how when you’ve met an old friend you haven’t seen for a long time and you simply have too much to tell them and you don’t know where to start? I’ve simply experienced too many things, met too many people, visited too many places to back track and put it all in.
But since it's the new year, it's still raining possibilities and positivities so I'm starting on a clean slate. 
Just a quick run through:
  • I'm 23 now! (I started my old blogspot at 17, time flies omg)
  • I'm currently still sepanx from my holiday vacation - my mind floats to the ber months every now and then (plus my instagram feed would still probably have throwbacks from my Seoul, LA, NY trip for the next 3 weeks)
  • Last December, I resigned from my job of two and a half years
  • As I write this, I'm currently on my third day to a new job (which I think I like so far)
  • I find comfort in routine but I still haven't settled into an actual routine since 2017 started
  • I currently have the cutest, fluffiest dog on the planet #OlafTheChow
Other than that, same old, same old! Welcome to my online journal version 2.0! It's been a while. 
Love, Paola