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These Are the Most Popular Style Equations of 2016

Did you wear any of these OOTDs this year?
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Putting together a complete outfit is always fun and stressful at the same time. Do you put two bold prints together? How about mixing two trends at the same time? As the year comes to a close, it's undeniable that 2016 has been an amazing year in the fashion department. While there were a lot of style pairings that easily made it to our favorites, here are the 10 style equations that made every Candy Girl's heart skip a mighty beat!

Tank Top + Sneakers

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Just like striking the perfect balance between femininity and masculinity, the Philippine weather can be a little tricky, too. One minute it's crazy hot and it's chilly the next. But one style equation that will never go out of style and is perfect for any weather is the basic tank top-and-sneakers combo!

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Camisole + Denim

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Whether you rock a simple, but foolproof cami-and-jeans combo or throw on a denim jacket over your cami, you can be sure that you've got yourself an outfit that's cool, casual, and 100% comfortable.

Romper + Flats

Admit it, rocking a romper isn't exactly the most comfortable OOTD—especially when you have to go to the comfort room. But despite that, its cute style is simply too hard to resist! So, wear your favorite romper with a pair of your go-to flats to keep your look for the day relax and totally  cute, too.

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Stripes + Overalls

Dungarees are effortlessly cool and rugged while stripes is a classic print that's extremely versatile. Put the two together in one outfit and you've got yourself an edgy, but timeless school uniform for the day.

Sweater + Skirt

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Whoever said that you can't rock a cute mini when the sun is out and the winds are strong is totally wrong. Just throw on a cozy sweater over your mini and you're good to go.

Denim + White Sneakers

Denim and white sneakers are already cool on its own. Wear the two together in one look and you're ready to paint the town red in your cool, casual OOTD.

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Oversized Top + Mini Skirt

 

Play with proportions and get an A+ in the style department with a breeze. Wear a comfy oversized top with a cute mini for your school uniform for the day.

White Dress + White Sneakers

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Add an instant dose of cool, casual to your girly white dress by wearing it with pair of sporty white sneaks! Don’t limit yourself to feminine sneakers only because the sportier your kicks are, the better!

Dress + White Sneakers

If there's a style equation that singlehandedly took 2016 by storm that has got to be the dress and white sneakers pairing! It's a new classic and you can be sure that this look will never look passé.

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Off-Shoulder Top + Sneakers

Put two of 2016's hottest trends together and get an OOTD that's nothing short of chic, trendy, and most of all fashionable!

Are there any style equations you want us to feature? Just tweet us @candymagdotcom or leave a comment below! We'd love to hear from you :)

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The Rebecca Bloomwood of Manila. I spend half of my time obsessing about the latest fashion craze, and the other half overthinking and over-analyzing just about anything under the sun. When I’m not busy as a bee playing with fifty shades of pink lippies, you can probably catch me swiping my plastic for yet another pair of shiny, pointed gold flats.
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Today, I am sharing my mother's story. I wish my mother was a constant in my life, like an angel who guards you to sleep and comes right there when you called. But angels come back home too, in heaven where they always belonged, and my mother went back a little early. My mother died when I was 13 years old. My last memory of my mother: Letting go when you are not yet ready is a very cruel thing that one has to ever experience. It is a sudden wave of total sadness and desperation crashing into your very core.

On the 28th of July 2013, we went to a resort in Bataan for the employees’ getaway. My parents own a 7-11 franchise, and it had always been a tradition to give their store clerks a get-together every year. I remember very well the last breakfast I had with my mother. The Sunday morning sky was clear and sunny, and the sea was calm and tranquil as we ate our breakfast on a cottage under the tall palm trees. She shared with us a strange dream she had the other night. She dreamt about an unknown woman holding an ice pick chasing her down on a dimly lit street, then she woke up just before the woman could grab her arm. We never knew what that dream exactly meant and now, I wished I never knew its meaning. After breakfast, my family and our employees decided to take a swim at the beach. The day was nice. The morning air may be chilly but the sun’s kiss on our skins gave us warmth. It was perfect. Everything is fine and the tides are low which made it very enjoyable to swim. We swam a little farther from the shore and we stopped to the point where the water reached our shoulders. We were talking about the good things in life and reminiscing the good old days. Those are the things that I’ve always loved about my family because I never had a meaningless conversation with them.

A few moments later, we heard a panicking call for help from one of our store clerks. It was Rachel. She was struggling to keep her head above water. She was already drowning but the odd thing was, she was only a few feet away from us. At first, we thought she was just playing around until we felt the sand in our toes dissolving like powder. It felt like as if the seafloor submerged deeper. I remembered sighting the shore and it seemed so close yet very far away. We were all panicking at that time. No one knew how to swim except my mother so without having second thoughts she swam towards Rachel and called out to my father, “Yung mga anak mo! Dalhin mo sa pampang yung mga anak mo!” and I never thought I already heard my mother’s last words to my father. I was paddling like a dog, gasping for air, as I say a little prayer to God to take us all back to safety. I felt my father grabbing our swimsuits, trying to lift our bodies so we can breathe even though he was also struggling to keep himself alive. Once I felt my toes touch the ground, there came a veil of relief that covered my whole body. As soon as my father and my sister made it to the shore we started calling out for help. There were no lifeguards on duty at that time, no personnel, nor guards. I saw my mother already floating in her stomach. We sighted a boat sailing nearby, we waved our hands and called for their attention. They almost ignored us because they cannot comprehend what we were trying to relay but the good thing was a passenger in the boat noticed my mother and Rachel in the water.

My mother’s body was laid on the shore. She was unconscious and her whole body was pale as white. My father performed CPR but my mother couldn’t get the water come out of her mouth because the food she ate earlier got stuck in her throat and blocked the passage. A concerned tourist offered his car to deliver my mom in a nearby health center or a clinic of some sort since the hospital was miles away from the beach and she needs immediate care. My father told us to stay in the hotel room and prepare mom’s belongings so that if she wakes up she has fresh clothes to change into. My sister and I finished packing our things and waited for our father to pick us up from the hotel. I was crying and I couldn’t stop myself because I was afraid to lose my mother. I couldn’t imagine what my life would be if I lose her that day. Moments lasted until we heard a knock on the door and it was my father, crying, and apologizing to us. He hugged me and my sister tightly and saying, “Sorry, anak, sorry hindi na uuwi si mommy, sorry hindi ko nasagip si mommy”. And that was the moment I felt sinking into the ground. I never knew what to feel at first. I was numb because my worries were now actually a reality that I have to live in. I was at shock because I am now one of the kids in those cliche teleseryes who lost a mother at an early age. We went to the health center to settle everything. The clinic was very small and it sure did lack equipment. He told us to stay in the car. I wanted to see my mom, but I know he never wanted us to see her like that. I didn’t know what to feel. I was having high anxiety levels that my stomach is churning and I wanted to vomit. I got off the car and entered the health center to find the restroom. When I was finding my way around, I passed by the emergency room. I saw my mother lying in a foldable bed, lifeless, her hands dangling from the side of the bed, she has violet bruises on her skin, and her body was partially covered with a white towel.

That is when it sunk into me that she’s dead and never coming back. My father asked the others to just commute back to Manila because what we need right now is comfort from our family. The drive back home was one of the most painful memory I had as a kid. My father was in the steering wheel crying his eyes out. We drove from Bataan to Pampanga. We went home to my grandmother’s house, the nearest house that we can call “home” because how are we still going to be “home” without her?

Once we reached Pampanga, we stopped over to the gas station and my father made some calls to our loved ones to tell them that my mother passed away. He then called my aunt to help him arrange for the funeral. We got home and my grandmother hugged us and told us to get some rest. Already tired of crying, I went to sleep for a while. I woke up and for a second, I thought everything that happened the other day was all just a dream. That she was there in Manila, sitting on the couch reading some furniture magazine, waiting for us to go home. But that’s how cruel life is, right? I got up and weirdly, I felt sands in the bed. It was gray, just like the ones on the beach. I thought maybe it was just dirt but it was a fair amount to believe that maybe she visited us before she left. - ?

- The part of how I conquered the grief of her passing is shared in my personal blog. I felt the need to share my story with everyone since she's the woman I look up to. Feel free to visit my personal blog too when you have the time. I love writing my stories. Thank You! link: http://qkathreece.wixsite.com/kathreecequizon/post/breaking-waves

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