#WINTERISCOMING

The first time I came across with the Game of Thrones was when I accidentally switched to the HBO channel and the scene I saw was when they shot a flaming arrow to Lord Hoster’s funeral boat set adrift on the Red Fork of the Trident River. At first I kind of regard it as an old TV series and then I suddenly remembered how I saw it the first time it premiered but it was underrated at that time and I was still in the bubble of the sixteen-year-old-Arvee-obssessed-with-teen-fiction-books and who doesn’t care who the fuck wins the Game of Thrones; but I already have preconceived thoughts about how successful the series would go. What really drawn me to Game of Thrones was Daenerys—which back then, I don’t know her name and background completely I just know that she sports this white hair and that she likes blue—just an observation because she wears blue a lot; and the moment I forgot about it was as fast as the moment it came to me.

Fast-forward to the 17 year old me, as my friend and I were prancing around the night market, I came across this stall that sells a lot of illegally downloaded TV series, one of them was The Game of Thrones, and with no hesitation I bought the first to third season—when I got home I found my face buried on the TV screen hoping that the CDs would work and it did! The theme song commenced and I was utterly amazed of how the opening was making a show of its own, like seriously, one can make a legit music video with that music. I even got goose bumps when I heard that one time the Cebu Philharmonic Orchestra made a rendition of the GOT (Game of Thrones) theme song in the opening of the SM Seaside City—oh gosh it was everything!

Faux leather pants by Terranova.

The first episode started, it was kind of chill at the moment and I was watching it from our TV—I was oblivious of the sex scenes about to take place because I never came to watch Game of Thrones just because of the sexual intercourses, I was all about the storyline—ugh okay, I was totally digging the Ser Loras and King Renly scene—and by the time the sex scenes started coming in like a flood, I was scrambling for the remote to turn it off which then led me to the lesson: never watch a new series, you know nothing about, in a TV screen—“You kno nothin’ Jon Sno,” as what Ygritte would’ve said, rest in peace girl I know you and Jon Snow are slaying the afterlife. The following episodes was kind of a drag because I was waiting patiently for the mother of dragons to appear, I didn’t care about Jamie and Cersei’s incestuous acts, I was all about the dragon eggs.

Shoes by Bally.

Prior to the appearance of the dragons—I typed in dragun oh gosh I love Nikita Dragun, she is the epitome of slay—we all know that my dear Khal Drogo died because of a witch doctor performing damaging rituals over his godly physique and if I was Daenerys, I would’ve tied her behind my horse, hair first of course because I am that nice, and drag her across the length of Slaver’s Bay; I was, we all were, rooting for Daenerys and Drogo, I literally cried when the Khaleesi met the Khal in the House of the Undying—the word crying is an understatement, I was devastated—I thought they were back together but it was all an illusion—like what I personally experience every time I think about my love interest. By the time Dany met Khal Drogo’s replacement: Daario Naharis, I went crazy over them, they were hashtag: Ultimate Relationship Goals. On the north side, Jon and Ygritte was a blossoming love team and I never miss a beat when it comes to their sweet and intimate moments—RIGHT BEFORE THAT STUPID BOY KILLED YGRITTE AND THINKS HE’S DONE JON A FAVOR, OH GOSH I HATE THAT BOY!

Rash guard (inverted and used as a substitute for a long-sleeved turtleneck) by Quicksilver.

Oversized coat by Forecaster of Boston.

Unto to the real reason why this blog post is all about Game of Thrones, I die for avant garde style and the Game of Thrones was boasting a wardrobe that you see mostly in high fashion magazines; also, granting the fact that they’re in this medieval setting of knights in shining armors and damsels willing to get burned in a funeral pyre—but survived because a Targaryen never dies of fire—I’m a complete sucker for those kind of set-ups and by the time I found myself completely doused with my GOT fantasies it was then my creative mind took charge.

Accessories (top to bottom): Michael Kors arm candy (used as choker) and H&M Spiral necklace.

I was already having this imagination of slaying the lands of Westeros and reclaiming the Iron Throne of what was my father’s—I’m acting as Dany here you guys, give me a break—but the big reveal: the true inspiration of this blog post is actually Melisandre. I just love her mean and cold demeanor, that aura she imitates that promises great power and control.  The clothes she wears depicts a lot of her character and hides it at the same time making her mysterious, dauntless and seductive. Women should take inspiration from this overlooked figure in the Game of Thrones because she’s pure sophistication and charisma—which one should possess in this ever changing world.