#PARTITION

Muscle shirt by Forever 21.

Jacket by Topshop. Ripped Jeans by Zara. Slip-ons by Bershka.

I haven’t shared this to you guys but for now, I have been digging self-shoots lately. My Baelts campaign and this post was done by yours truly; maybe part of the reason why I have been doing all things by myself is because first, I’m over being a burden to someone else’s life and second, posts will either go my way or a wreck so there was no one to blame if ever this post did went haywire.

I don’t know if you can tell—well you probably can—but these pictures are magnetic-lassoed to a white background because I can’t afford to show you my white-flower-patterned-organza curtain background. You might ask: “Why not shoot outside?” Yeah, why not shoot outside, Arvee? I haven’t mastered yet the art of self-shooting, and shooting outside for my neighbors to gawk on might probably end up of me looking like I have no friends and sane; and it probably would cost me a lot of effort and a hefty amount of disappointment because of having not met my expectations. So yeah, I’d rather enjoy myself than to let someone enjoy my awkwardness. Though soonest, I’d probably blog about self-shooting and the likes.