LYSHA YANGA

A twenty-something dreamer from Manila who likes to think she can write. Still trying to figure out the whole grown-up thing. A big fan of hope. Caught mostly in jeans and a tee but can clean up really nicely. Sometimes lost, but always impeccably turned-out. Flails at the sight of a mall-wide sale, live bands, the promising flash of the camera and Korean boytoys. Has a huge appetite for pizza and pasta but is all woman. Dreams of happy endings. The poster-girl for martyrdom and unrequited love. Scary when sleep-deprived (which is most of the time). An artist of anger and desire. Frustrated fashion blogger. Over-enthusiast/hype machine. Is NOT friends with Math. Has a flair for the dramatic like you wouldn't believe. In love with poetry and metaphors and music. Big-time believer.

She walks in fields of grace.