10 Fashion Truths Every Student from An All-Girls School Knows

AKA bypassing dress codes 101.

Overall appearance inspections at every assembly.

It was bad enough that you had to get to school early and line up by section for assembly. As if standing through long procedures and announcements wasn't bad enough, amidst your sleepy, bagong gising haze, you had to be strictly inspected from head to toe for anything against your school outfit code.

Stretching your socks for as hiiiiiigh as they can go.

If your school banned ped socks, chances are you've tugged at them to get that extra inch above the ankle, just so you wouldn't get an infraction. #TakasTactics

Ditto on your skirt and blouse.

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You were probably forced to wear a blouse-and-skirt combo and to avoid appearing like a nun, you would roll your skirt up, but only when the supervisors weren't looking!

New updates to the dress code every freaking week.

It's hard to look cute when everyone has to look the same. So every week or two, people would try to get creative and attempt something that wasn't prohibited in the school handbook yet. Your escapades were short-lived because as soon as someone tried colored contacts or funky frames, they would be banned.

"Does anyone have a nail cutter?"

If your adviser was extra strict, chances are you had surprise dress inspections. Since your nails had to be short and polish-free, and since you probably forgot to cut them last night, the nail cutter would be passed around from classmate to classmate.

Looking out for each other during that time of the month.


Asking each other quite openly for napkins was a regular occurrence—especially asking your bestie if you had tagos.

Showing your designer your dress code circular whenever you made paggawa for prom/ball.

Every school event rendered a circular, featuring a long list of outfit rules. No backless, no plunging neckline. Your dress should be at least three inches below the knee and if it had slits, they should only reach your thigh. No elaborate beading, no extravagant designs. Plus, any form of cleavage, be it front view or side-boob, was strictly prohibited. The list went on and on and since you didn't want to be denied entry, you'd comply with all the rules—only to find out that they still let dress code breakers in on the day itself anyway! It was totally unfair, but oh well—at least you had fun!

Getting excited every time you had a casual dress day.


Finally, after seemingly endless months of the same old lessons and uniforms, you could show off your new top! Dress codes still applies although if you were lucky, you could get away with ripped jeans and a sleeveless shirt.

The jacket/cardigan is your best friend—or at least, lent by her.


Speaking of sleeveless shirts, you had a jacket at the ready for whenever a terror teacher passed by! The same goes for crop tops, ripped jeans, or any unsightly things you wanted to hide. And since not all heroes wear capes, shoutout to your bestie for always lending you her cardigan and dealing with your constant outfit brouhaha.


But still, despite it all, you will miss that uniform.

Sure, your school uniform was annoying. It was hot and scratchy, and it subjected you to countless Mama Mary jokes. But when college comes, admit it or not, you'll miss the feeling of not having to plan your outfit on a daily basis. And difficult lessons and dress codes notwithstanding, you'll surely miss high school!


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First. Pixie dust and paper cuts – these are the first things Wendy knew about Peter Pan. Aurora first met Prince Philip when she was sixteen. Learning how to ride a bike was also a first while I was growing up, but you are probably the first of too many. The first collection of dust and stars; maybe Luna will try to ask, who was your first? I might answer and tell her that it was you.

The first of too many stars in the sky. You are the first of too many fallen leaves during fall – and you will be the most anticipated snowflake as winter comes. A dark path that you can’t see without any light, hence, you were once the moon and there are the stars that shine so bright at night. Are we too early? Or we just really want to be ahead of time? Even in a glimpse, I would like to see the two of us connect as if we can reach the sky. There are other parts of the heavens you have never saw and other oceans you haven’t laid your feet onto – but the constellations will always wait for you. Close your eyes, love, close your eyes. Start counting backward: 5, 4, 3, 2, 1. Count backward until you see the twinkling lights that will guide you to the right path. To the right satellite; to the right person. A first.

There are many firsts – first love, first heartbreak, first sport you played, the first thing you do in the morning, the first thing you remember about the person in front of you. There are a lot. It’s actually up to us how we will consider something as a first. So, Primo, you are already a first of too many.

Bea Alamis 2 hours ago

If you know me, and know me well, I am not the biggest fan of idyllic lifestyles. With a Type A personality, I act immediately upon whatever challenge that needs to be addressed. I actually enjoy keeping my mind preoccupied: doing university work in my favourite cafe then running errands around town, grocery shopping here, updating my accounts there, photocopying documents on the way down the street - all just in time before having a glass of champagne at the bar with my friends come evening.

And so, you could imagine my bewilderment when the next challenge to be faced was an extensive self-quarantine protocol. I didn’t know what to do when my greatest responsibility in this situation was to do nothing at all. My first few attempts to combat my consternation were very much rooted in distraction and imagination. My distractions involved conducting research, writing songs, calling family and friends, filming videos, and eating chocolate! My imaginations and fantasies were centred on travelling, shopping, even clubbing (which I rarely do) for when they find a cure to COVID-19. I did anything and everything that could be considered constructive in order to pass the time, mainly hoping I could just undertake the basic human necessities to survive - that is, eat and sleep the day through - until the next day comes, until the world is closer to becoming a better place, until quarantine ends, until my flight follows through, until I see my family and friends again.

Days in self-isolation and suspended flights turned to weeks and turned to months. By the third extension here in Spain where I study Fashion Business, I had to tell myself this shall be my new normal now, that I was blessed to be healthy, that I was tired of merely existing and missed what it was like to actually live - even if just within four walls. Little by little, I began to find significance in the simple occurrences of the day: the soft glare of the rising sun beaming golden streaks through my bedroom window upon waking up, the fragrance of freshly washed bed sheets that I had painstakingly hung to fit a relatively small clothes rack without crumpling them, the crunch and tanginess of warm toasted bread topped with raspberry marmalade, the buzzing sound of a phone call from home just waiting to be answered, to the caress of a fuzzy sweater to keep warm at night. I realised, “What pleasures to be enjoyed in the pause of slow living!” Through this continued pause, which I loathed at first, I began to appreciate each moment of the day rather than wish it would pass more swiftly, moments I had overlooked so often before the lockdown. I started to find that the challenge of self-isolation was never to pause both the regular routines of life as well as the positive emotions that came with these - as initially, I thought it meant to pause all happiness, so as to withstand a time of endurance in hopes for a better tomorrow, much like a form of delaying gratification. Life is just too fragile these days to delay gratification any further.

Life has paused, but it has not stopped. Believe that like any punctuation mark in a sentence, the pause will provide the right timing of things to take place. Till then, let us not waste our time waiting. Instead, we could be in the moment, seek substance in simplicity (that is, in what we already have), And enjoy the pleasure in pause. “Practice the Pause. When in doubt, pause. When angry, pause. When tired, pause. When stressed, pause. And when you pause, pray.”

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