29/12/2025
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From Bohol's fertile ground, a regal bloom takes flight, Dressed in the Ube's deep purple, conquering the light.
This splendor is not in glitters, but in a solemn matte array, Reflecting the true earth and the texture of the root's clay.
Her headpiece, a crown of midnight's feathered grace, Woven shoulders frame her captivating face.
A cascade of leaves, in amethyst and wine, She embodies the harvest, a beauty truly divine.
A tribute to the root, both grounded and so grand, The purple pride of Bohol, held within her hand.
Award Winning:
Best In Thematic Costume
