Sometimes it is ok to talk about YOURSELF

When it was our turn at the immigration in Manila, my husband started talking to the 2 officers about how we struggled for an hour with documents so we could save 1000php on my airport tax. Which we spent on food after, just cause that 1 hour of running around worked up our appetites.

Since there was no one behind us in immig, we started chatting. When the female officer looked at my passport foto, she did a double take and exclaimed, “ma’am, you cut your hair!” I started telling her how long it was and Marco was joking that next month he thinks that I would have it all shaved off.

The male officer looks at my passport foto too and jokes that I look better with this hairstyle. That I looked 18 in my passport foto, and I look 15 now (my husband, the cradle snatcher). The officer actually gave me a thumbs up sign with a smile, mimicking a facebook like, lolz.

Then he asks, “did you model when you were still based here in Manila?” I excitedly told them about my stuff. They started raving and asking more questions.

We finished chatting, we said good bye, and they were waving to use even after we had gone past their immigration booth.

Then my husband of 8 years whom I have known for 11 years looks at me smiling, “I’ve never heard you talk about about those things.” And I don’t.

Wait.. Well, I do when I do workshops because it is almost like it is a part of my resume. I do, when we are talking about something related to that with friends from that industry. I do, when I am trying to help a person be empowered because I’ve had my own fair share of crazy “I can’t” moments.

So I guess I can’t say that I’ve never, but, if there were moments that I have, I could probably count it in 1 hand. Husband though, has never heard me talk about myself in that way. It was probably very interesting for him. I don’t know how he observed the whole thing, as an outsider listening on a conversation? Did he watch me like I was a goldfish in a bowl? I’ll have to ask him later.

I feel though that I light up when I talk about it, these were things that I did that I enjoyed so much and have helped me be who I am today. I loved that part of my life and I am happy that I went through all of the hullabaloo. And some of my closest friends today, I met in that phase.

I like to talk to people, and I talk A LOT. But thinking about it, I don’t think I boast about those particular events in my life. I don’t think so anyway. If you think I do, let me know ūüėÄ

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About Ky Malupa

Housewife. Mother of 2 angels. Gluten free, dairy free, corn free baker and eater. SLE patient. Hair and Makeup Artist. Image Enhancement Instructor.
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