Don't Call It a Costume by Rose Beatrix C. Angeles. I wondered before why we insist on calling the baro't saya or the terno a national "costume." Is it because we are only really impersonating Filipinos, and that deep inside we feel we're actually Americans or Europeans or Chinese who just so happen to find themselves miraculously transported to this backwoods country where nothing seems to work, and thus we spend so much of this lifetime trying to escape this place?
