year of the high socks


It socks to be me. A terrible case of rashes from a beach trip in 2013 had led to legs covered in scars. They were unsightly to say the least. Hence, I developed a clingy kind of relationship with my posse of high socks, tights, stockings, leggings, and pants (pants! I used to wear these things v. rarely). Here are three snaps from that year when the scars were at their worst — but you wouldn’t know it looking at these photos, no? From left to right: Kalinga | Makati | Tagaytay

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