The Ethan Llemit Blog
Probably the most narcissistic blog you'll ever encounter in the disguise of travel, fashion, hobbies and leisure articles.
Did my alter ego send you here?
Huh? What do you mean i'm The Alter Ego?
I knew I was meant to travel and go on an adventure when I was in my early 20s. My life goal lists included countries I love to visit. I was craving for an international social interaction through penpal and internet chatroom (yes, you got an idea. I am so old that I even have memories of postal mail letter writing). I was even planning to save money to process my passport! But my travelling dreams got botched because... I was a big coward. I was an introvert and i wasn't courageous enough to go on my own. Nobody shared my love for adventure, so i kept on waiting for friends (and pseudo-lovers, huhuhu) to accompany me. I didn't know when the turning point was but I remember all of a sudden that I decided I should not depend my life and future on other people. I need to have an adventure I would cherish, and perhaps share to my fellow introverts or anxiety-laden lads to inspire them. So I discovered the pleasures of solo travelling along with food adventures, personal insights and cultural realisations.
A Cebuana visual artist once said that she wish people won't lose their inner child. It inspired me to hold on to my innocence through the years. Well actually, i knew I was just childish. The artist just helped me understand my personality more as she put into words what I was trying to express all this time. Maybe i am just holding on to my inner child, that's why i can often see various situations in a positive light. Or maybe I am just really childish, huh? Whatever the case, I found my personality, and it's all because of the child inside me. It's reflective of my enthusiasm for certain stuff, my crazy, innocent antics, and my pursuit for happiness.
This blog was originally planned to be an online platform for me to express my non-existent fashion sense while remaining anonymous. I thought of revealing in photos what dressing up is for my short and stout body while keeping my identity with the use of masks, photo blurring tools or random cloth. At least I get to express myself without being vulnerable to scrutiny. Then I realised, what the heck was I thinking? I just have to be true to myself and not be pressured with society's standards. I am not a conformist in the first place, so why should I be ashamed of my personal taste? Even the popular stylist Liz revealed on national TV that fashion trends are generally conceived by a few group of people in the industry. So why would the general society conform to what the less than 1% say?