i still find it so funny that i saw these blankets (ules in ilokano) growing up as a kid in my parents' closet. i knew they were gifts from my lola susana but my papa never thought to mention, until 4 years ago, that his maternal side of the family…
since my last blog post, a LOT has happened. it’s truly been a whirlwind but a mostly good whirlwind after about 4 years of obsessing over the kusikus pattern - kusikus means whirlwind (ha!) or whirlpool in the ilokano language by the way - i finally made myself figure out…