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5 Tricks To Packing Light For Summer Trips You Should Know By Now

Perfect for those trips you've got planned for the summer break!
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Beach season is upon us which means it's time to be a lazy bum once again under the glory of the sun and get our does of vitamin sea. But before we can get our share of sand and sea, we first have to conquer that thing we all dread and hate: packing. To make packing less dreadful for you Candy Girls, we've listed out 5 hacks every jetsetter needs to know. Not only will these hacks spare you from the cost of excess baggage but it will also save you from crammed bus, plane, and train rides.

  1. Make a list

    Before you start throwing things on your bag, create a list of things you need to bring. This way you will be able to pack faster and you won't forget anything. Making a list can also prevent you from over packing. If a particular item is not on your pre-made list, then maybe you should reconsider if you really need to bring it to your trip. Do not pack a lot of things for those "just in case" scenarios in your head because chances are you won't even need them!

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  2. Pack early

    Make sure you give yourself some time to ditch and decide what you will bring. Don't cram packing until the night before your trip. This will only cause you to put in a lot of unnecessary items because you weren't able to think things through.

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  3. Plan your outfits

    Thinking of your #OOTDs ahead of your trip will spare you from packing way too much clothes, only to use three to four pieces over and over again. To make sure that you remain fashionable without the extra baggage, pack basics and neutrals that you can mix and match throughout your trip rather than bringing a lot of different options. Bring statement accessories such as hats, necklaces, and shades to amp up your look. It will also be helpful if you stick to a particular color palette so that mixing outfits will be a no-brainer.

    Pro-tip: Your swimsuit should not only be worn while you're in the water. Double it up as a top and pair it with denim shorts to achieve that effortless summer look. Don't be afraid to try this trend that it girls have been seen doing during their summer trips! It's the perfect balance of packing light and staying fashionable.

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  4. Wear the heavy and bulky things

    If you're afraid of the possibility that it will get cold and just really have this need to bring a jacket with you, wear it during your flight or carry it with you instead of packing it. This way you get to pack light and have something to fight the cold. You can also wear your hat instead of deforming it by throwing it in your bag. You'll also look extra chic while strutting down the airport. Whatwin-win situations!

  5. Pack travel size

    Toiletries and makeup can take up a lot of your precious bag space so make sure to downsize them during a trip. A lot of products have travel size equivalent so make sure to look for those instead of buying the regular size. But if you don't want to spend, you can always be resourceful and use the things that are available to you. If you have those travel-friendly containers, just refill them for your trip. You can also fill small bottles to store hair products, lotion, and even leftover contact lens cases to store makeup!

    Bonus hack: Check out this useful infographic to help you pack for your next trip like a pro!

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Where are you headed this summer, Candy Girl? Tell us in the comments below!

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A blogger and a full-time Candy Girl, Arianna loves anything fashion and pastel-colored. Beyond the screen, she studies about wars at DLSU and loves to experiment in the kitchen. Potatoes are her love but coffee is her life. She plans to conquer the world in style with an iced caramel macchiato on one hand and a Chanel bag on the other.
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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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