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Pre-birthday ruminations

2011-12-29T01:20:00.000-08:00

As of this writing, I'm currently in the waiting area for my flight later going to Hong Kong. While waiting for the plane, I have a considerable amount of minutes to spare to be online. Thank goodness, at least, the airport has good (and free) WiFi.

So why not update this blog yah?

This is actually my first time to fly alone without any company at all. Usually, it's either I'm with my mother or work colleagues.

Exciting, in a way. I hope all goes well by touchdown time.

I'm still thinking whether I'll take the train or the bus going to Central later. The bus is more affordable, but my heart says to take the train and save some time. After all, I could use some jaunt in H&M before the clock strikes 12, and yes, I will become a year older.

I still can't believe that it's going to be my birthday in a few hours. Looking back, I couldn't help but wonder if I spent this year wisely or if it was as personality-enriching as it should be.

For one, my non-existent dating routine still sort of bugs me. I'm going to be a year older and I'm still single--since birth.

Actually, someone with a gift for sensing the future told me around June this year that I will be in a relationship around September to November.

I was actually ecstatic, or curious rather to see how it will unfold and go. "You will just know," she said.

Then, sometime, in October, I settled a three-year-long, uhm, misunderstanding/fight with a former crush. I have to admit that seeing him in person after three years made me giddy. I thought that was it.

Then again, it was not. The giddiness was momentary, and eventually, I discovered that it was something I needed to move forward fully. And I can say now that while he's still cute, I don't have a crush on him anymore.

November came and nadah. No prospect. And as the days passed, I started to have thoughts that being in a relationship is, surprisingly, not that big of a deal yet. Heck, I'm still clueless about dating.

Though I had to ask myself what's wrong with me anyway. I mean, on the risk of sounding vain, I know that I'm handsome in some ways. Or I guess maybe I still need to figure and fix some things within myself. And when I finally arrange some aspects in my life, maybe that's the time when life will be ready to steer me toward a special someone.

Oh well, the plane has arrived. The boarding will be a bit delayed. I'm still excited to go to Hong Kong and celebrate my birthday and New Year's Eve there. Who knows what will happen? People say that you have to kiss a few frogs first before finding The One. I can say that I'm not looking for The One yet, but a few good-looking frogs in the next few days wouldn't hurt.

A writer's woe

2011-11-24T13:03:00.000-08:00

I heard somewhere (I think it's from an episode of Sex and The City) that writing is a solitary job. Well, I have to say that I agree.

It's been said that the measure of a true writer is being able to write no matter what the circumstances are. In my opinion, it depends on the situation and the level of writing required.

Personally, when I need to write something major, I prefer to work alone in a quiet space. I can be picky on that. It has to be really quiet, like super silent. That kind of environment allows me to think really well in a relaxed manner, where I can momentarily put other worries in the backburner.

Earlier, I was trying my best to finish an urgent article. 2:00 am was a good option. I just took a bath, and feeling refreshed, I headed downstairs, straight to the dining area, where I comfortably placed myself and set my mind to writing mode. My parents are asleep and the whole neighborhood was in slumber. The dogs were barely barking. Perfect.

After two hours or so, barely half into my article, paradise was ruined. My father woke up, and he proceeded to the washing machine. He operated it, and the whirling sounds and the screeching alarm it makes when the spinning time ends instantly made me cranky. He started moving around the house. He prepared coffee, fed the dog... basically, thank you for ruining the writing plan.

Is it too much to ask for a couple of hours of silence? Apparently, yes. In an increasingly online and mobile world, maybe the gift of silence is really a luxury these days.

I can say so because right now, I kind of wish I had my own place. A place where it's only me, myself and I, where the right words, the proper transition sentences and the good angles and story line will flow into my mind and into my fingers at peace.

Now, people, I must get back to business. After all, complaining can only do so much. There's a reason for the word "adjustment," right?

For my gym buddy, may you rest in peace

2011-10-09T03:49:00.000-07:00

I think my writer's block just went away, momentarily at least.

A few minutes ago, I found out in Facebook that a gym buddy passed away recently. He committed suicide.

I was browsing some of my friends' profiles and stumbled upon on the sad news. It was a shock, something totally unexpected.

He was young. He could pass as a High School student, though his profile says that he's studying in college. I don't know what his course is (or if I know or it was mentioned, I must have forgotten it). Basically, I didn't know him on a profound level. We were not close, and sadly, no chance to be.

It was a male model that got us acquainted with each other, sort of. He and his buddies and I introduced ourselves to each other after we clicked talking about a certain Filipino-Australian model who also works out in the gym we were in.

Then, we would bump into each other and say a few pleasantries, and talk over stuff. Nothing profound, actually. But I really have fun when I talk to him and his buddies... sad, now, he's gone. He was chipper, and his aura seemed light and carefree.

Perhaps the most fun thing we did was when we attended a party organized by a High School boy. It was on a penthouse in Quezon City, and we danced the night away together with our friends.

Then life just went on. We were fair weather buddies. I didn't see him in the gym for a while. I think I got a text message from him before; it was a general group message, sent months ago, that didn't carry a hint of any suicidal tendency. He was just going somewhere, and I didn't reply.

I wish I did. I wish I initiated more friendship rather than indifference. It's not like I blame myself over what happened because I was clueless on whatever he is struggling with and was not close enough to him in order to give unsolicited advice of any sort.

It is more on panghihinayang. He had potential to succeed and be the person he is supposed to be and accomplish extraordinary things in life. He was young, and to be young and waste it on youth is such a gift.

If only someone had reminded him of that, on how special he is, maybe he would still be alive.

Was he alone in his struggle? What made him give up the fight?

Apparently, he wasn't really alone. Maybe he just didn't know it.

On his Facebook wall, there is an outpour of posts from our friends. They say that they love him, how special he is, and yes, how we should all pray for his eternal peace and joy. Seeing his profile online gave me goosebumps in the beginning, but now it is ok. I'm still a bit confused though on whether it is right to actually post something regarding it in Facebook. But one thing's for sure: I definitely share their sentiments.

To RJ/Bhabygurl,

Girl, I hope the Afterlife's treating you well. May you find eternal joy and peace in Heaven and in God's loving grace. Hindi man tayo naging super close, I know that the few memories we have together are bongga and enjoyable. Naging mabuti kang kaibigan in your own ways, dahil isa ka sa mga tao na nagparamdam ng genuine friendship sa akin sa Fitness First, together with our other friends. Wag ka lang magparamdam sa akin as a spirit, ok? :-) On a serious note, I wish you all the happiness up there. Forever young ka na, and you will forever enjoy the perks of youth. No need to worry about aging and getting old. You will always be young up there and may you continue to spread good vibes in Heaven.

Xoxo,

Eugene

Twosomes

2011-10-09T02:18:00.000-07:00

It's been a while since I last updated my blog. And just to let you know I'm still alive, here are a few updates:

1. I have to read a Hemingway short story to have a better appreciation for a fashion show I recently watched. (The S/S 2012 clothes of the designer I'm referring to are really good, to the point I really compelled myself to buy and read a Hemingway... but hey, additional knowledge on literature wouldn't hurt, right?) On another note, Philippine Fashion Week S/S 2012 is just a few weeks away.

2. For this Sunday, my friends and I are going to watch No Other Woman. The trailer alone is good, and it's been the buzz lately around town. It will be my first time to watch it, and I'm actually excited to see it even if I asked my friend already who Derek Ramsey will choose in the end. Confession: Spoilers don't ruin my appetite to see a movie.

It's raining so hard while I write this and here are a few realizations:

1. Why is it always raining here in the country? While it's a rhetorical question, a big part of me wishes that it would rain instead on places that really need rain. Personally, what I don't like about the rain is that it is not commuter-friendly, at least from my opinion being a Manila resident.

2. I miss writing on a personal note. It's like I hit a writer's block (or rather, have run and bumped into a wall and knocked myself out) when it came to writing about myself and my opinions. Good thing I can still express them verbally when with friends. Witty humor, please, come back to me.

If it's not working, try learning detachment

2011-07-19T09:33:00.000-07:00

Random thought of the day:

Perhaps it is easy to get attached to a moment that is supposed to be fleeting. Like you meet someone and enjoy a good conversation... but somehow, deep in your heart and thoughts, you know that the fairy tale is going to end inevitably. Then again, you think to yourself, "No, maybe it's not. Maybe somehow we'll be friends. I've got no problem with that." And so begins a quest to delay destiny, and resorting to funny yet desperate measures that will hopefully turn fate's tables around.

What's ironic, though, is that it is safe to assume that maybe the signs have been clear all along. Or to be more precise, the person you found yourself hooked on has laid down his cards to begin with that perhaps you guys are not meant to know each other more or establish a long term friendship (it doesn't necessarily have to mean that one is after an intimate relationship or something).

Maybe trying to be friends with someone is something that should not be forced. At some point, after you've put your best efforts, you have to leave it up to the powers that be. So is it safe to say that we could take some cue from the art of bargaining? If you want something, you have to learn how to let it go and leave when the circumstances say so. If you get too attached to it, you'll become nuts and end up as a desperate loser.

And then there's Facebook. The online realm has made the world so much smaller. You can always give it a shot by clicking the "Add Friend" button, but don't put expectations on it. It can be pending for a long time (perhaps hitting the "Not Now" button is considered, uhm, harsh?), so I guess here's a mindset that can help: If s/he confirms your invite, then good. If s/he leaves it up on the air, then just let it be and think that whatever happens is cool with you. If s/he doesn't approve it, then fine, it's his/her loss and just respect his/her decision. After all, hell is what we make out of it. It's either we ponder on why it didn't work and give ourselves a petty headache, or we move forward and learn the art of detachment.

Baby steps

2011-07-18T08:43:00.000-07:00

Little things I want to do for self improvement:

1. Write more, and develop my skills further.
2. Have enough discipline to work out more and eat rightly.
3. Do the Nestle Fitnesse 14-day diet properly... I hope. :-)
4. Organize my priorities better.
5. Enjoy my youth by going out more and meeting as many new people as possible.

Sounds pretty easy, right?

Looking for a dormant, old voice

2011-07-17T12:29:00.000-07:00

I read somewhere (to paraphrase) that it pays to write everyday as it can help you develop your storytelling skills. For writers, maybe it's true. After all, a real writer must be able to write under any circumstance.

Which, if you look at this blog's situation, is ironic. It's been six months (Half a year, would you believe it?) since I last posted something and it wasn't even that sensible to begin with (same with my previous entries, I believe).

The truth is, I would open my dashboard every now and then and try to write something. I would type a few sentences, and for some reason, I would delete what I just wrote because I would realize that I didn't have any particular story to tell (or maybe I just didn't know how to tell them). Mostly, I just have random thoughts swimming in my head that ended up being lost in my own translation (lame). Maybe I was a better writer during my younger years, even if I can say that I'm now older and wiser compared to my teenage and college phase.

So what happened?

I was a relatively late bloomer as a writer. It started when I stumbled upon Celine Lopez's From Coffee to Cocktails column in The Philippine Star, which I inevitably followed every week. I was a high school senior then, and reading a fun and youthful glamorous column naturally appealed to me. It was a domino effect, as I started to read chick lit and teen-oriented books along with local fashion magazines. I didn't read classic literature (save for The Catcher and The Rye), but at least reading became a habit of sorts.

And just like a sponge, I started to look forward to writing essays for our English subject. I was relatively fast, and sometimes even helped my friends by sharing a few ideas or so to them. Compared to my previous years, writing essays felt less scholarly as mere requirements. Writing became exciting, to the point that I actually craved for more. I know a humorous and witty voice bloomed.

Self-righteous as it may seem, but I felt a certain amount of pride and validation when my English teacher (and class advicer at the same time) started to praise me in class. She would share to us some of the worthwhile essays from other sections that she read, and I couldn't help but wonder if she also harped about me to our neighboring classrooms.

In my highschool yearbook, she described me as akin to "flowing water--gentle and full of vibrance." "Read his works and you'll be mesmerized by his thoughts and diction... a superb English writer." I wonder if it's still true. One thing's for sure though, I would hate to see such a statement go to waste.

I took up Communication in college. There, I found some people who appreciated my works and soon enough, I had a brief stint in the official school paper, where I learned more about feature writing and journalism. I also got heartbroken and started to pour my thoughts in a personal blog until I got tired of it.

I eventually found myself in the journalism field, where I learned that writing is a responsibility. It's a continuous learning experience that I actually value and regard with respect (which is why I don't often put too much work-related stuff here).

But what bothers me is how I have been scampering for ideas when I try to write something personal, an entirely different spectrum from creatively thinking of angles for work purposes. This is the reason why I thought that maybe I was better in my younger years, that time when personal ideas just flowed endlessly and words and observations just came more effortlessly in an organic manner. Each time I would watch Sex And The City reruns, I couldn't help but wish I had Carrie's guts.

And I had a thought. Maybe I do have a Carrie Bradshaw inside me but I just don't know how I would exactly pull it off.

It occurred to me that I should learn to be less fearful of the uncertain if I want to find once again the personal writing voice I possessed during my teenage years (or even a better rendition of that). After all, life is indeed a bed of roses... with thorns. If I'm capable of embracing professional learning opportunities, I should be able to do the same for my personal life right? Instead of just thinking sporadic thoughts (or doing too much of it), it is time to take some action too. Little by little steps of courage and faith, I suppose.

If I'm not mistaken, one's 20s should be an exciting and fabulous phase as this is the period where one supposedly learns life's lessons fully, as one is not sheltered safely anymore in the confines of the academe. Here, I guess we try to get our act and traction together in dealing with life's ups and downs so that when we get into our 30s or 40s, we can safely say that we've been there and done this and that. They do say that youth is wasted on the young. I am in my early 20s and I should live life, as simple as that. And hopefully, by trying to be fearless in navigating through whatever situation there is, I may be able to say one day that I finally found what I've been looking for, or even a better one than expected.

2011 blabber

2011-01-04T08:23:00.000-08:00

Some changes are just, well, hard to deny. An example is me, keeping this blog.

When I created this blog, it was planned that this will be a showcase of the good things in life and admittedly, a self-indulgent venue for shopping buys and more, thus the blog's name.

Obviously, it didn't happen the way it's supposed to be. Soon enough, this site became an avenue for various blah stories.

For some reason, I also didn't feel the urge to update this often. I guess my day job as a writer sort of cooled down the literary fire. Some can commit themselves to blogging (and actually produce sensible stories to read), but for the meantime, I think I can say to myself that I can never be a super blogger in this age of blogging and online stardom.

So for now, I'm not gonna apologize for the lack of entries (which I think my readers would appreciate, since a lot of my entries consisted of me apologizing for being such a lousy blogger).

However, change is the only thing that's permanent in the world, as they say. So, I'm keeping this account active just in case then.

***

2011. Time does fly fast indeed. For me, the year is about change, as my zodiac signs and chinese animal year would both say. Frankly, I don't want to expect or assume anything big yet. I'm going to live in the present, one day at a time.

Of course, I still overly think about things almost everyday (such as how the future will play out for me), but maybe I should start dwelling less on them. Come what may for the time being.

Besides, when you do count the days, we're just an inkling away from 2012. If the wise assumptions and predictions are true about the world coming to an end, then, there's no excuse to just lax around and watch thy dreams falter right? Apart from that, we can only wish for the best, too, for the powers that be to lend us an additional million of years or so.

I can feel the verbal diarrhea going on...

Darn, I'm at a loss for words. Ergo, it must be goodbye for the meantime I suppose?

Back from Guam

2010-10-18T20:22:00.000-07:00

So yes, I just arrived here in the Philippines after a six-day assignment in Guam.

It's official: I'm in love with the place, thus the need for driving lessons (public transportation is something that the place lacks for the everyday person, apart from expensive cabs and tourist buses mostly carrying Japanese folks). Guam is just so... laid back, with some lackluster shopping malls (although the bargains and the luxury shops are different stories... dude, I'm broke!!!). I mean, evil still exists in some forms in that paradise, but there's just something optimistic in its aura and surroundings. Perhaps it has something to do with it being an American territory and personally, a reflection of what the Philippines could have been if things just happened differently.

Oh well, enough comparison. For one, I'm no history expert and despite some cultural similarities, Guam is just a dot of an island compared to the Philippines.

But hey, hands down to the once-in-a-blue-moon bargains to ever exist (yes, shopping is indeed a strong selling point in Guam as the place can stir up the consciousness of those who found themselves stuck in a shopping limbo).

Me: Marc by Marc Jacobs tote bag at 70 percent off.

Hah! 'Nuff said for now. I have to reserve my creative juices for work's sake. :-)

Mixed vibes in Chamorro land

2010-10-14T08:43:00.000-07:00

I'm currently here in Guam for work. I must say that I fell in love with the place the moment I witnessed its relaxed glory... if it were possible, I'd actually consider living here despite the non-presence of Starbucks coffee shops (yeah, really, no kidding).

So far, I really can't go into too much details. But here's one thing: Guam, based from my experience so far, is on an extreme of sorts in terms of retail therapy.

There are items and luxury goods that really go way cheap, while there are others such as internet usage that cost an arm and a leg. It's a love and hate relationship, since my essentials didn't cost a lot while the superficial ones really made me spend.

And oh, Kmart is super love! As in!

Anyway, there are some things that didn't exactly bode well. For one, I had someone take my picture (a semi-drunk, dark skinned man I presumed to be a local) and man, the shot was really crap and he made me pay $1. Shoot, I felt robbed!!! Darn.

Although on a bigger aspect, the island still holds so much promise in positive ways.

So I guess I should budget some things from now on.

Of karma and a stolen wallet

2010-10-07T10:14:00.000-07:00

My wallet was just stolen a few moments ago. It happened in a bus ride. Basically: I fell asleep. Woke up. Found out that my bag's been slashed.

Sweet, just sweet. The wallet was a friend's gift to me and the damaged bag was a gift from my Dad. So you can only imagine how hurtful it is in another level.

Apart from that, because of what happened, I just stumbled upon additional stuff to deal with as I have to renew the IDs that I lost, among others. Normally, I can deal with them swiftly. The catch is, I have to be early this day for a conference I'll be attending in Cebu, so there's probably no time to drop by the office (ironically, the meeting place is just nearby our office building, but common sense says that it's just plain impossible if you factor in time constraints, though I'm willing to give it a shot if a slight chance of making both ends meet occurs). It's a good thing that my mom helped me deal with one problem it presented, so that's one bird down in a flock containing numerous ones flying.

I still have mixed feelings about it. A buddy told me that on the bright side, at least it wasn't a hold up and I got away unscathed. It's a typical statement I also would lend to a friend out of genuine concern. But it's different when you're the one whose wallet was actually stolen. It's hard to be optimistic and smile through the shit and its aftermath, a momentary period of pain and additional hassle I suppose.

Anyway, my buddy was right come to think of it. The more important stuff were not stolen and yes, I didn't sustain any physical injuries if you don't count in the damage the incident caused in mental and emotional aspects (my writing mojo's affected and I still have to pack my things for Cebu).

Sigh. Overall, I'm tired but I still have to do some stuff. I can't think things well enough.

**

As I'm currently in a limbo of a jumble of emotions, it hit me how we cannot choose how karma will hit us, or maneuver it in some distorted way to our liking. It's a natural force that just happens. Do good and be rewarded someday; do bad and something will come your way to equate the pain you caused.

Somehow, it sort of uplifts me that whoever did this will be dealt accordingly someday, if the golden rule does apply to the good and bad. And somehow I also realized that no one is an exemption to this law of life, which can be a frightening or an exciting concept.

Overall, I hope justice will be served.

Shallow Updates

2010-08-28T18:05:00.000-07:00

Random scribbles:

1. Back in a not so long time ago, I remember one of my professors mentioning the concept of Editorial Blindness to our class. If my memory serves me right, Editorial Blindness is an inevitable circumstance where one cannot fully see the error of his or her work... until it's too late. Well, yeah, I think it sucks, too. Although these days, we have to thank online versions, for they make correcting the mistake possible in a way.

2. It's a long weekend here in the Philippines, but not for me. Oh well... growing up pains and development, if I may say so. Meanwhile, I'll make the best out of this Sunday.

3. And... I'm keeping my fingers crossed for a certain four-letter word. Oh, October! :-)

Boracay in my mind, among others

2010-07-19T02:38:00.000-07:00

I just came from a weekend assignment in Boracay, and I must say that it's a great experience despite being "work". You see, before I had the assignment, it's been five straight years since I last set foot there. Five years.

Aside from meeting new acquaintances and strengthening some old ties, going back to Boracay was definitely a thrill, a much needed quick sojourn from the hustle and bustle of the city life. That, and the opportunity to ditch closed shoes, bonggatious tops and jeans for shorts, light polos and flipflops!

Just thinking about the experience--the late night parties, the powdery white sand, the atmosphere--is enough to make me want to get away again. Yes, I think I can proudly say that I'd rather have a few days away from Facebook just to be in Boracay once again.

You see, when I was in Boracay, I managed not to actually itch for checking my Facebook account, because frankly, there were better things to do such as forging friendships, listening to interviewees for work, etc.

And yes, I'm reminded of a fellow writer's anecdote that she once spent 10 days in Boracay. 10 days may be too good for such a good thing, but yeah, I have to admit I'm green with envy! Hahaha... :-D

Well, I can say that I'm digging Boracay more compared to my first time there. It's probably because of the fact that the first visit is with my family and I was much younger then. As much as I love my folks, I think I'd rather go to such a hedonistic place by myself or with others who have the same perspective of fun as I do.

Must-do things for the next Boracay trip:

1. Parasailing.
2. Party harder, meet people from around the country and globe.

Sorry for the non-presence of pictures, as I didn't take scenic photos that much.

Self-serving post much?

***

Meanwhile, here in the city, faced with looming deadlines, I realized that sometimes, silence is sometimes the best thing to settle with online, especially when you're in the middle of a war brewing up.

It's one thing to discuss mishaps with your friends in person, it's another when words are hurled over the internet.

When I was in college, I blogged almost endlessly about my life, thinking like I was some sort of writer ala Carrie Bradshaw (which I found out that I'm anything but). I was an impulsive blogger then, I suppose, especially when it came to writing and posting entries that are, well, uncalled for. And looking back, I'm like, "Man, I did that?"

Of course, I learned my lesson the hard way when I used the blogging/writing arena to actually burn the bridge for a potential friendship that could have been good if it were not for my distorted and shallow view of things then.

Then again, things really happen, right?

I guess one defining factor on writing responsibly, watching my words, and being careful into posting anything in Facebook came when I started to work as a writer/editorial staff/reporter in a company. Sure, the rudiments were there when I did my stint back in my college alma matter's official university paper a few years ago. However, there are things that you simply realize outside of the school's premises, character shaping moments, I suppose.

Now back to silence. I confess that I admire people who have no qualms posting anything on the net, fearlessly letting their convictions out in the air. Some are actually good at it, while others are not.

Bottomline, maybe there's a line bordering between speaking your mind out and zipping your mouth shut or keeping your fingers at bay from the keyboard. It's just a matter of judgment on the given situation, perhaps.

Notebook luxury in a jiffy

2010-06-24T10:09:00.000-07:00

National Book Store recently launched the country's first ever Moleskine Flagship Shop in its Greenbelt 1 branch.

Amazing, isn't it? Fans of the brand will surely get a sugar-rush kind of high when they visit this area. :-) Apparently, the shop carries "the complete line of Moleskine products. Whether you’re looking for a diary, a planner, a city guide or just a classic Moleskine, you are sure to find it there."

The likes of legendary Moleskine-users such as Vincent Van Gogh, Pablo Picasso, and Ernest Hemingway may find this fantastic were they alive today.

In line with the opening, the bookstore also launched Moleskine's Folio Professional Collection:The collection includes "diverse formats such as memo cards, folder envelopes, ring binders and loose printable papers for printing important documents" and "is focused on high quality materials and a modern design aesthetic" fit for creative professionals.

Will Power

2010-05-15T19:00:00.000-07:00

I sincerely hope that this cold/cough/and-no-please-don't-but-I-think-yes-I-may-have-potential fever would be gone this day, primarily because there's just work and fun to deal with.

It started on a pretty bad Friday, which co-incidentally landed on my mother's birthday. Though it had nothing to do with the occasion, I experienced one of those dreaded bad colds even you wouldn't even wish to your worst enemy.

Yesterday wasn't that good either. Yes, my coverage went smoothly and I managed to actually function well. That is, when I tried to do my weekend routine of malling. Browsing the heavenly racks of Rustan's and going window shopping didn't seem appealing after a few walks. I ate something from Dairy Queen but it wasn't working either.

It was official: I had to go home. More than the exhaustion, I felt like another minute would be useless to waste.

Good thing the cab didn't pull off a diva card (don't you just hate it when they get choosy, especially if your destination is far/not that known?) and safely whisked me home.

When I got home, I immediately gulped down a fever tablet and a few minutes have passed and I found myself collapsing on my bed and slept for almost half a day, I think.

This Sunday, when I finally mustered the guts to get out of bed, I discovered that I'm still not that well.

But I'm really gonna do my best and exert some fighting power over this situation. After all, I have to cover a press orientation for a chartered flight service going to Palawan tomorrow.

Yes, it's my first time to go to Palawan on Monday. Although the sad thing is I have to go back on the same day.

It used to be surreal having to fly from Manila to have lunch/cocktails someplace else and go back to the metro at the same day.

Now, for the first time, the magic is about to unravel before my very eyes.

So yeah, I do refuse to be sick primarily because of work.

Random musings, again

2010-05-06T10:45:00.000-07:00

In order to grow as a writer, one must write no matter what the circumstances are.

That's something I got when I took some cue from the 10 Ways To Become A Better Writer, a list that I copied from a co-worker to get some inspiration from.

I don't have it right now but yes, I'm writing out of nowhere now.

And besides, I do want to put something into this blog, even if it means crap. So I shall again write random scribbles for the meantime.

1. I opened my tumblr account and all I did was to just reblog pictures of male models. Shallow.

2. On a more serious note, it's still surreal that election day is just nearby. But it really was looming, I realized, as I came from an office meeting earlier regarding the matter. Let's just say that I have mixed feelings. The good side is that covering the election matters is a way of growing as a writer, expanding one's horizons. On the other hand, there are the first timer jitters added to the fact that our country will be having its first ever automated polls to determine who will be the next to take the presidential seat.

3. A bag has been in my mind for the past couple of days. It comes in grey wool with punk details, and is on sale (though not exactly cheap). I want! But I'll see if it's meant to be, then it is. If it's not...then it's time to turn the tables around. Hehehe...

a sense of direction

2010-05-02T23:31:00.000-07:00

One thing that is constant in this blog is that I seem to update this one on a very rare basis. Lots of shitty excuses, I know.

I started this blog, primarily, for vanity purposes. My ambition was to be a rock star blogger, which obviously didn't happen.

It also just hit me that maybe one of the reasons of this blog's existence is to highlight the good things in life, among others. Frankly, I wanted to smack my head on a wall because I have some materials which could have been put to good use in this online journal but are now a little outdated of sorts.

And it does sound logical, right? After all, my username should be synonymous to trend fodder, or so I think it should be.

So there comes this little step: when the opportunity/ies come/s again, this blog shall be of service to some trends I stumble upon.

On the more serious side, I recently felt that this blog didn't have a clear sense of direction, which resulted in a lack of motivation to update this one, among other crappy stuff that I don't want to elaborate further.

I briefly considered leaving this in dead air, after all it's as if no one's actually reading my fluff to begin with. That is, until my account said that there is a comment that needs to be moderated.

Oh, somebody did read this blog!

It was from my former Editor-in-Chief back in my college days when I did a stint in the official student publication.

The comment was very short yet it managed to lift my spirits big time. So, thanks a lot Kuya Jec! :-)

Now, I'm just going to see what the next days will hold.

As for me, here are some random scribbles for what's up with me recently.

1. It's hard to believe that I've been in my news training beat for two months already. In this time frame, I've been mostly scouring the courts on a daily basis. For the past few weeks, my mentor in the field let an intern tag along with me. It's fun because we're like buddies in the same age bracket (oh yes we are indeed in the same age bracket, I'm still young! Hahaha), and well it's nice to have someone to share entertaining chatter with along with some friendly court/LGU staff.

2. I'm currently reading The Carrie Diaries, a chronicle of Carrie Bradshaw's life in senior high even before she became a Manhattan icon. Sex and The City fans must read it.

And now...there are more stories to tell but I want to save them for later. Till next time!

update: scribbles

2010-03-10T07:32:00.000-08:00

It's been a very, very long time since I last wrote something actually decent here.

Actually, life for the past few months has been a rollercoaster ride. Hence, maybe the reason why I couldn't write something is because I don't even know where to start nor have I felt my former writing voice coming back.

Uhm, as for the latter, I can only say that it's probably an effect when writing becomes more of a responsibility than just a fun and whimsical activity.

But for now, I guess some random scribbles would do the trick:

1. A few weeks ago, I saw my classmate Joni in the office premises of the company I work in. Actually, it was a surprise that totally made me jump out of my seat and go outside our department's office. I glanced up at the window and as fate would have it, she saw me and giddy us met up with each other. It was a super fast catching up of sorts. She just came from an interview for a position in one of our sister publications and based from what I understood, she still had some things to do afterwards. I, for one, was in the close presence of my boss and in the middle of work stuff also that it would be really awkward to excuse myself for a very long time. We managed to pick up a few words over in Facebook apres-work so that sort of filled the gap left during our sudden meeting and quick repartee. But one thing's for sure: I hope she gets the opportunity to work in such a creative venue, such as the magazine title she applied for a position in. :-)

2. Recently, I was assigned to a different beat as part of my news training. I have to admit that I'm still learning the ropes, but I guess it's also great since I'm meeting a new set of people, some of whom I became good friends already--and that's just a few days since my start of duty. The learning process is challenging and I have to admit that sometimes, I need an ultra-charged jolt of optimism to get me going through the hoops. But so far, I'm happy because I see my horizons broadening in ways I didn't expect. It's still early to draw some conclusions, so I'll still see what the coming days behold.

Ok, now it's time to hit the sheets. I have an early call later since I'll be going to a high profile hearing which still sends shivers to my spine and makes my heart feel a caffeine overdose...I hope I don't slip (my mentor's optimistic about me and is telling me that I can do it alone this time and should not be nervous...ok, now the pressure's on).

Support Las Pinas City and our national heritage

2010-02-05T09:32:00.000-08:00

Go, and book your tickets now.

35th International Bamboo Organ Festival

The 35th edition of the International Bamboo Organ Festival that will be held from February 18 to 24, 2009, will feature several musical masterpieces from various periods.

These are some of the performers for this year: Swiss organist Guy Bovet; Filipino organist Alejandro Consolacion II; the Las Pinas Boys Choir; and the UP Singing Ambassadors; soprano Karina Gay Balajadia-Liggayu; countertenor Mark Anthony Carpio; tenor Ervin Notes Lumauag; bass Noel Azcona; the Festival Orchestra under the baton of Eudenice Palarauan; the Singing Priests from Aklan; the Morriz Wind Orchestra; and GMA-7 2007 Pinoy Pop Superstar Grand Champion Maricris Garcia. Organist Jarek Malanowicz from the Czech Republic and Filipino trumpet player Robert de Pano will play as a duet on February 21.

On February 23, works by Filipino composers National Artist Lucio San Pedro, Fr. Domingo Carceller, OAR and Alejandro Consolacion II will be performed in a concert dedicated to Filipino music and entitled Saring Lahi. Organists Armando Salarza and Rea Jimenez, the Las Pinas Boys Choir and soloist Bernard Caro, tenor Ervin Notes Lumauag, baritone Jonaf del Fierro, bass, Noel Azcona, and the Festival Orchestra will be the performers for this event. Also part of the program are the Kasilag Trio (guitarists), named after the late National Artist Lucrecia Kasilag, while Eudenice Palaruan will the conductor for the evening.

The festival ends with a repeat of the Gala Concert on February 24, this time renamed Bach and Rutter, with Bach’s Cantata no. 130 and Rutter’s Mass of the Children, but with Czech organist Jarek Malanowicz playing the organ numbers. Rutter’s work is a choral work for soprano and baritone solo, SSA and SATB choirs and chamber ensemble. The composer is well-known for works dedicated to children.

For ticket and further inquiries, please call the Foundation Secretariat at tel. nos. 820 0795 or 825 7190, Mobile no. 0906 335 3449, email at bambooorganfoundation@gmail.com or log to our website www.bambooorgan.org.

to be or not to be

2009-09-13T20:34:00.000-07:00

It's better to be underdressed than to be overdressed, or so I have read. Sometimes, less is indeed more and that in order to truly shine, understatement and subtlety is key at times.

While overstatement and loudness, on the other hand, can only be carried by a select few. There's the funny one vs. the side that's done in bad taste, leaving a foul taste in the mouth.

There was a scene in Supernatural where when Castiel, an angel, shows his true form to ordinary beings and demons. The result? Their eyes literally burned because they got overwhelmed.

Click and read the link and be the judge: http://www.thedailybeast.com/blogs-and-stories/2009-09-11/fashions-night-on-probation/full/

Cosmopolitan's Bachelor Bash 2009

2009-09-12T22:19:00.000-07:00

With a theme dubbed as Cosmo Cell Block 69, the magazine's annual big bash interpreted what life is behind prison bars---the fights, the riot...]

The main idea is to fuel up every female's (and homosexual's, if I may add) fantasy of being taken away by bad boys let on the loose to paint the town red.

It was a great night, though it's my first time to attend such event, we definitely had a blast!
Here are a few snippets from the bash:

The guys from Premiere Condoms, one of the event's sponsors.

Body shots. Contestants were asked to drink shots of alcohol near each bachelor's body and a follow up of lemon to top it off.

Host Joey Mead giving the rundown on one of the night's games.

the stick

2009-08-30T21:50:00.001-07:00

"Smoking is dangerous to your health."

"Smoking is hazardous to your lungs."

As a child, he can vividly remember those advertising taglines that has been repeated all over again to remind the public about the perils of smoking.

"Yes, I will not smoke," said the boy, determined not to follow his father's footsteps as a chain smoker.

He never craved for cigarettes as he grew up, the temptation not even struck his mind. Some of his friends were patrons of the nicotine delight, yet he never passed judgment towards them.

"They can smoke all they want. It's my personal choice not to but that doesn't mean I have to play like a health critic to my friends. To each his/her own," he asserted.

Peer pressure actually didn't exist. His peers even told him that the world doesn't need another pollutant.

"Yes, you're right. Don't smoke nor join our bandwagon," one of his friends said as she took a hit and blew the smoke out of her mouth.

It was until that one fateful night.

As the dawn came and the moon rose, the sea became black with darkness. The guiding lights of the night were the neon ones lit to entice tourists to have fun.

Different venues, yet they offered the same hedonistic promise of escape: alcohol, skin, and cigarettes. It was a place to simply forget and enjoy the best of what life has to offer.

He and his cousin wanted to join the party. And they were successful. They danced together with the most gorgeous guys of the world---the gay ones, after all, aren't homosexuals more attractive than straight ones?

As the gyrating of bodies continued, another surprise popped up. Beer and cocktails were splashed up right in the open air, causing them to bathe in all its glory. It was sticky on the skin, yet it felt so good. Perhaps, it was indeed the joys of sin. The rare occasion of indulging into something you can never do on an ordinary basis.

The party continued, but he and his cousin took a break. His cousin pulled off a pack and lit a slim stick.

As she took the drag, he couldn't help but ask for one. He decided to lose his lungs' virginity for good. He figured that he was already a victim of second hand smoke for a long time so he might as well enjoy the pleasures first hand.

"Are you sure?" she asked. Yes he was sure. It was an impulsive decision made right on the spot, perhaps it was brought upon by the power of liquor and adrenaline rush too.

One stick, two sticks...he lost count as the days went on. He didn't become a chain smoker. As a matter of fact, he could even last for months (or maybe years) without smoking. At least he didn't become one of those people who exhibit weird signs when they go cold turkey.

But he realized that once you smoke, there is no turning back.

Especially when his world crumbled down at depressing moments, the sensation of taking a hit from a stick of nicotine laced with menthol seemed just the right thing to do, an escape.

Au Naturel

2009-04-14T23:09:00.000-07:00

This month's French Elle features various European celebrities such as Sophie Marceau (top), Eva Herzigova (middle), Monica Bellucci (bottom), and among others. However, the wonderful team of French Elle decided to showcase them in a different light: the photos are untouched and no make-up is used. As in as what yahoo.com tells us, "entirely without Photoshopping or retouching of any kind. The mag's headline 'Stars Sans Fards' translates to 'without rouge/makeup,' but it's a French saying that also suggests a sense of 'openness.'"

It's amazing how European magazines are more daring than their American counterparts. They even manage to make even the most simple things look so original, just like this concept of "no make-up" and all. The wonderful thing is that the images were shot in a flattering light by Peter Lindbergh. This makes the cover women of French Elle look like they just stepped out of bed in a blooming manner. Unlike in paparazzi photos in the US, where celebrities are shot while they're taking out the garbage with an aura of "hey, she's not so beautiful after all, it's all photoshop baby!".

While I'm just a fashion neophyte or even less than so, I observed that American magazines prioritize business first before art and European magazines on the other hand, put heart in art before anything else.

But isn't it a disservice to the reader if you set impossible standards on beauty? We've become a culture of photoshop that we almost forgot that sometimes going back to the basics is the true key to wellbeing.

I don't wanna end up arguing both sides of the coin so all I can say is let's support this issue of French Elle. They are proof that going natural (at least on a certain level) doesn't mean compromising aesthetics. :-)

Anyway, I'm off to a very late brunch and a few errands to do. Geez, I'm being a bum and I hate and love it at the same time.

sources used for pictures and information:

http://shine.yahoo.com/channel/beauty/yay-french-elles-amazing-no-makeup-issue-and-why-american-mags-need-to-step-it-up-446538/

http://www.thefrisky.com/post/246-french-elles-no-makeup-issue/

Holy Week in the city

2009-04-10T02:22:00.000-07:00

Instead of summering it up in Baguio, I decided to lock myself in the metro.

I sort of regret my decision. The only thing that kept me from Baguio is the long travel time. Next time, I'll see you Baguio.

So there it is, I'm spending the good friday here in Manila and I must say the urban jungle looks so barren. Or serene. It just became less toxic.

In the bigger picture, I couldn't deny it anymore: Dang, I wanna fly outside the country.

Thailand or Singapore or any place in Asia.

But what's better is in the USA. I know, I know it's a bad economy still on the process of healing but suddenly, I missed eating cheap Haagen Dazs and taking walks in Hollywood.

Oh I'm in a rut.

I hope this'll end by Easter.

Meanwhile, I'm gonna keep myself busy by reading books and spending time with DVDs.

a few good men..

2009-04-07T10:52:00.000-07:00

or man? So far, Paul Rudd's the only seemingly hot comedian I see aside from Jim Carrey. So what do you think people? Pass or fail?

or maybe Sacha Baron Cohen?

Happy 40th Paul! Be still my beating calm heart.

*I know he's with family, wife and son in tow. :-) Though nothing's wrong with a little post of some skin right?

source: worldofwonder.net

so long ago she was just like a virgin...

2009-04-07T10:10:00.000-07:00

Someone obviously had a little fun leaking out Madonna's "untouched" picture. Adding insult to injury is the "after" photo, which inevitably makes us compare how old the real Madonna looks next to her manipulated shot.

But don't worry Madge, with your star shining so bright, I'm sure the sun'll shine the way you want it to be.

Another round for American Vogue's Annual Age Issue perhaps?

Just kidding. Madonna's still fabulous at 50 going and above. And don't we just love how she can pull off almost any look?

I adore Madonna's music and style, don't get me wrong. But maybe, with her current unbreakable stature in entertainment history and somehow less wild lifestyle, maybe she should talk about aging and still managing to exude spice as inspiration to women of her age. Plug in: I can even do the interview and article as a writer, so the powers that be at Conde Nast feel free to comment here and give me the details (daydreaming once again).

Cha-ching! Madonna Untouched on the cover of Hot Flash (Claire Meade's magazine for Meade Publications in Ugly Betty) much?

Wrinkles or none, we can't deny it. Madonna's gonna call attention no matter what, love or hate it. She has never been boring anyway with her constant evolution of style plus motherhood in tow. Not to mention being a power Cougar! :-)

PS: Sorry if you haven't heard from me in a long time now. I finally graduated from college and am now starting to contemplate on the directions I'm gonna be taking now.

xoxo,
Material Boy

source used for picture: http://worldofwonder.net/2009/04/02/OOPS_/

Raf Simons for Eastpak

2009-03-07T10:41:00.000-08:00

COUNT ME IN!!!

I'm sensing an early graduation gift (kappoooww!)

If I'm lucky, I'll drag my toes to Bratpack at GB5 to see what's in store. Keeping my fingers crossed for the best!

Thanks chuvaness for the Raf Simons for Eastpak post. :-)

xoxo,

E (my real name starts on that letter)

I'm back.

2009-03-02T08:24:00.000-08:00

Almost a month with no post at all?

Don't be surprised. Hahaha, with my graduation near (keeping fingers crossed), there's a lot of stuff to deal with, I can barely squeeze time to post entries.

I'll make it up to you guys. :-)

update

2009-01-31T10:24:00.000-08:00

I'm so busy, or rather busy thinking about tons of stuff that I barely have time.

I need to breathe. And breathing means graduating from college.

Jack Spade is love...

2009-01-18T11:20:00.001-08:00

in an expensive way, at least for Eco standards. And mind you, it's on sale.

but it's still cute nonetheless.

Readers, sorry if I've been missing out a lot these days. I'm busy I barely have time to put something good in this site. I promise I'll make it up to you guys ASAP. :-)

staying put in unstability

2009-01-11T22:42:00.000-08:00

Saying goes: When the going gets tough, the tough gets going. Or as some people put it, the tough goes shopping.

I'm supposed to be writing in my private multiply account, but somehow, I didn't feel the itch to. I felt that despite being "private", my account there has been home to numerous Gossip Girl-esque events.

Times are tough today until God knows when. It's the great depression part two.

The only benefit of recession is that great sales are around the corner for us bargain hunters. In a moment where spending is out, retailers are encouraging us to make that one special buy. *insert: one special buy is equal to numerous shopping sprees coupled with the reason (OUR reason), "I bought since it's nice and on sale." Pfft.*

Honestly, I don't know what to write exactly per se. On a personal note, my family's going Arrested Development, only that it's not funny anymore. I used to think that family fuck-ups make up for funny talk, but there comes a time wherein even us fucked-up kids cease to laugh at it. Plus there's more academic strain to tend to, with so few little time...

I know I'm not making clear sense so I apologize. All I can say is I have to be tough in these tough and ROUGH times.

Sale alert: Malls and shops here in the Philippines are already conducting their post-holiday sales. Believe me, you don't have to look because it's so in front of your face almost EVERYWHERE. But what's really attracting me most is Linea Italia's 50% off ALL ITEMS (as in no exemptions) sale. Linea Italia Group has a chain of stores located around the metro (but the easiest to find are Prima Linea in Greenbelt 3, and Linea Uomo in Park Square near Glorietta) that carry AUTHENTIC Italian fashion goods. I mean, I bought a few pairs of footwear there and let's just say they still stand the test of time (except for one sandal which sort of got ruined because of one of the rats in our house had a craving for Italian leather...YIKES! GROSS! change topic.) I vowed to put myself on a shopping ban since I just came from Hong Kong with tons of stuff in hand. But since nothing beats Italian quality when it comes to fashion, I might just make an exemption (One bag is already killing me! Which sucks because I already bought bags in HK).

back in the tropics.

2009-01-04T00:22:00.000-08:00

Yes people, I'm now back in Manila. While it's still chilly here in our beloved city, I'm just glad that the weather here is "warmer" than in Hong Kong. Damn, it was so cold in Hong Kong! Much as I love playing dress up in the land of tai-tais (calling the attention of Mrs. T), nothing beats home. But knowing me, in a couple of days, I'm bound to miss Hong Kong again! :-) Hong Kong is just as glamorous as it should be, and it just keeps getting better and better (pulling off a Christina Aguilera here, natch!) as time goes by. By the way here are some pictures that I took, no stealing.

We made a sidetrip to Macau for just one day together with my Uncle. Macau is LOVE! Very old world yet modern at the same time. I'd definitely go back there :-) :

Various Hong Kong pictures:

my loot with one of Carrie Chau's creations (as displayed in Times Square mall at Causeway Bay)

somewhere along Central, when I was on the way to IFC mall

lookie-lookie at what I bought (much to my mom's credit line. hehehe. thanks Mom. :-D)

H&M at Central. Very good place for shopping.

More interesting stories to come in the future! :-)

Hong Kong sales galore

2008-12-27T07:45:00.000-08:00

Hey Upper East Siders,

I'm here in Hong Kong right now until January 3, 2009. So far the Winter Wonderland sale is disappointing...if you don't have money.

For example, I saw this gorgeous pair of Jean Paul Gaultier jeans at Joyce. It was in my size and the only barrier to me wearing it is the price tag of HKD3,000+++. Pfft, my mom would kill me, besides, I can't afford it. So buh-bye JPG jeans, I can only wear you in my dreams. Gaultier, if you read this (wishful thinking) could you contact the people at Joyce in Pacific Place and tell 'em to give me the jeans for free (hahaha, just send me a comment here if ever). Hey, nothing bad at trying right? (DELUSIONAAAAL!!! I'm like trying to find a needle beneath tons of haysacks.)

Another heartbreaking entry is Gucci. My eyes were eyeing this really HUGE and OSTENTATIOUS black leather bag complete with gold studs and a big design on the front. It was LOVE! The price for love? From HKD21,000+++ to a "bargain" of HKD10,009. If I were earning first world sans recession right now, I would have bought it in an instant. Reality bites: I only have a third world budget plus recession's here. Not to mention I'm still a student with parents earning upper middle class means only. But darn, the bag could have been a recessionista staple (delusional).

Prada has the best deals, if you'll ask me. For one, their men's shoes (among others) are slashed 50% off, and the price is friendly. My bad, my feet are Americanized (big feet!) so I can't take advantage of it (the largest they have on their stock is a tad small for me, darn, I miss the US! They're "friendly" to big feet like me).

Also seen are Lane Crawford items slashed 60% off, Ralph Lauren for 70% off...waah, too many to mention! :-) That's how delish life is here.

See, I'm a pauper with a princely standard in life. I even had my picture taken ala Isla Fisher for Confessions of a Shopaholic. :-)

Anyway, I'm gonna be off to Macau in a few hours! Wish me luck! Shopping for labels, that is. Kidding. I wanna see the place per se and it's not just because of spending habits.

4 days till Christmas

2008-12-20T18:35:00.000-08:00

and 5 days till this one:

Guess where I'll be flying for the holidays... :-)

PS: Pepper Lunch just opened at the Shang. I wonder what it looks like...

a new crush?

2008-11-23T06:37:00.000-08:00

mymanybags.blogspot.com

I'm drawn to him, and his shopping conquests. That's all. =)

CapriciousITY

2008-10-25T11:26:00.000-07:00

www.thecapriciousclub.blogspot.com

Newest discovery and addiction? Anyway, what I love about her blog is that most of the things she wears are actually within reach of everyone. She proves that expensive looking fashion need not burn a hole in the wallet.

Gawd, I'm gonna read her entries more in the future.

BTW, she's a media reporter here in the Phils. Since I'm not that updated with personalities anymore, could anyone give me her full name? Hahaha, don't worry I'll not be a stalker.

Illegaly Marc...

2008-10-24T12:10:00.000-07:00

Marc by Marc Jacobs that is.

So last Sunday, I finally had to indulge myself (much to the dismay of my parents). And oh, btw, I'm finally posting a picture of myself. So how's that? I'm not in the mood to write so just let the pictures talk.

Marc by Marc Jacobs is available at Greenbelt 5 here in the Philippines.

airfare question, here's hoping for your help

2008-10-18T19:28:00.000-07:00

My mom and I booked a Philippine Airlines for a December flight online (international) a few weeks ago. It's already been charged to her card and all, but lately we've been pondering over if we can switch countries. We're willing to compromise (like additional fees etc.) but does Philippine Airlines accept changes on flight itineraries especially if it's the destination that matters (actually, it's just the destination and price we're considering but we're still flying out and back on the same dates)?

I hope for your answers guys. :-)

Team Vanessa

2008-10-17T21:21:00.000-07:00

I'm one of the minority who find the Vanessa-Nate pair-up gorgeous! As in! Personally, I love Jessica Szohr, her beauty is very unconventional, rare, and piercing if you'll ask me. So back to Gossip Girl, what's up with Vanessa acting bitchy?

From what we hear Vanessa's actually blackmailing Blair Waldorf. The questions are: a. What motivated her to do that? b. It's so not Vanessa to blackmail, she's good hearted we know that, so WHY? c. WHY OH WHY?!

All of us are itching to find out, and what's up with the sultry picture? Vanessa's bohemian and all but neo-temptress?

Oh by the way, Little J will get pregnant?! WTF?! Yes, I understand that the show takes cue from the fact that N and J actually hooked up in the book series, but a pregnancy? That's a little extreme for someone young as J, though teenage pregnancy is a reality. And besides, I've always wanted to see Jenny stay up in Constance Billard and rise from social pariah to designer ingenue.

As for Vanessa, I hope she takes the win this time against Chuck and Blair. Those spoiled Upper East Siders better learn from a Brooklynite. Hahaha, though, I'm a certified CHAIR fan, and hello, of all the characters, Blair is the one I share the closest, personality wise. Don't we just love Blair?

And here's a question: In the book series, Blair and Vanessa actually became friends when Blair lived at Vanessa's apartment. Will the GG writers and staff take cue from that in the future?

That's for us to see.

sources (picture and info): www.gossipgirlinsider.com

Let the swiping begin

2008-10-17T10:31:00.000-07:00

Most colleges are on a semestral break right now. So what better way to reward yourself than bargain shopping for new stuff? And that's exactly what I plan to do (the past semester's been excruciating). I'm gonna be off to Power Plant later with my mom for some much needed R&R with Pepper Lunch in mind.

I won't be able to make it in Robinsons or SM Megamall though. It's too crowdy and besides, if I'm really itching for dirt cheap shopping I'll just go to Landmark dept. store TriNoma as they're also having their rock bottom sale.

See yah dahlings, amigos and amigas at Power Plant. Though I also encourage you to spend on SM and Robinsons. Happy shopping.

Birkenstock gladiators

2008-10-03T09:57:00.000-07:00

I love Birkenstocks because they're comfy and sturdy. But I never found them stylish enough for killer wear. Anyway, I was on the lookout for the perfect gladiator sandals but to no avail. I was almost close to giving up and resting my case until I walked into a store (a few weeks ago) that has a "sale" label on it. I got in and saw these babies hugely marked down! From php7000+ to php1950 (like USD150 to USD40)! And it was in my size!!! So I was like, "Come to momma darling!" And the rest is history.

PS: Anyway, sorry my readers (if there are any) if I've been neglecting this blog for a long time. Like my usual excuse, school works are to blame.

Practicing fashion shoots

2008-08-24T09:10:00.000-07:00

I have always been adamant about two things in fashion:
1. I'm just a buyer and not a designer.
2. I would pretty much write about it than take photographs of it.

Well, surprises of surprises, I'm gonna indulge in a fashion photoshoot with me acting as a photographer. God knows I'm no good at photography let alone fashion shoots per se. Wait a fashion shoot with some hardcore journalism take on it, take note.

The concept is Goth in Cemetery. I have to admit that it wasn't really my idea to begin with. I was inspired (make it I'm being a copycat yet finding ways to euphemize it! baad!) by a friend's concept which didn't push through. Maybe this is some sort of tribute to him too, continuing his project through my lens.

So on Saturday, finally, the shoot is pushing. Hopefully, it'll be anything but shit. Specifically: good weather, and good photographs.

Good luck with the clothes, the concept, and everything else. I hope I pull this off together with my team. And this is just a school subject.

It's not overnight so I'll have to push my limits. Woohoo, the test of being a photographer!

But at the end of the day, I'll always know I'm a writer/journalist who would rather be photographed (thick skinned 'ol me!).

BTW, Angel Locsin was shopping at F&H in TriNoma earlier. Wow, it sure caused a scene! Thank God there were no casualties.

Material Boy likes....

2008-08-23T10:39:00.000-07:00

elysesewell.livejournal.com

For a model's blog, this is pretty unique. For one, it's a chronicle of an American model living in China. We're used to models living in NYC, Milan, Paris...but China? Well, not exactly fresh news but it is refreshing to the eyes. I think I'm gonna be hooked! Oh, and writing wise, Elyse is pretty damn good.

dailynagali.blogspot.com

Finally, a blog dedicated (at least from what I read) to men's fashion. It's a rarity, considering most fashion bloggers are usually dedicated to women's clothing. And from what I also read, this blogger is going to be Editor-in-chief of a men's magazine. I would like to work there, please hire me! I'm pretty much inclined to men's clothing in the first place! Here's to fashionable men!

Pepper Lunch in Shang!

2008-08-21T02:00:00.000-07:00

Woohoo! Yes, finally! Some place closer to home. I can't wait! Anyway, I hope the success of Pepper Lunch Philippines continues. And oh, btw, more branches to come (particularly in TriNoma perhaps? tanggalin na ang mga gaya-gaya!! I mean, for the record, HONESTLY, I haven't tried the copycat yet...TriNoma just has many food choices)!!! God knows, it may go nationwide over the numerous islands of our country! Let's just wish for the best... and sana tuloy-tuloy na ito to the highest level!

Chuvaness, you have my support! I still hope to meet you in person someday. :-)

Beijing Olympics fashion

2008-08-08T20:45:00.000-07:00

The Olympics already started yesterday (at least in Asia's timezone) and much as I want to be in Beijing (more on to go to the Great Wall and shop....hey, shopping is a SPORT), I'm not really VIP and ma famille and I don't have the funds to even splurge on a good restaurant (in other words: BROKE)

Anyway, since the Olympics is one of the historic moments in the world, it's no wonder that every country treats it as a runway.

Here are some of my favorite shots and looks:

the best, if you'll ask me. British people rock!
taking the casuals to the olympics is nice but I would forego the cape
Ralph Lauren is the one responsible for this look, something I wish I could pull off.
I'm not really enamoured with what the Dutch wore, but Gossip Girl suddenly came into my mind.

source:http://sports.yahoo.com/olympics/beijing/slideshow/ss.63#photoViewer=urn%3Anewsml%3Asports.yahoo%2Cgetty%3A20050301%3Aoly%2Cphoto%2Cebc88e6d1b9201f01c00db50bd5a2193-getty-81972990cc157_olympics_open%3A1

SORRY!!!!

2008-08-03T13:47:00.000-07:00

My goodness, I'm so sorry if I haven't updated this blog for a long time...sob..sob...my poor blog. Anyway, school has been very demanding that I can't keep my eye on trends these days (I know I'm a fashion victim but whatever).

Students here's the maxim: BOOKS OVER BAGS/BLOGS (never boys...hehe...kidding!)

So,I'm supposed to be blogging about this very ridiculous (so fun that I loved it, well who doesn't love a great bargain anyway?) sale I went to over a few weeks ago.

Lonsdale, an aussie brand that's at par with Billabong, in Trinoma had their P50.00 sale for their flip-flops. Yes, from P750.00 to P50.00 (USD17 to USD1.25). You read it right.
Scenes from the sale (pardon the quality of the pictures, I had to use my OLD nokia cam phone):

It was so crazy that everyone made a beeline: security guards and all! WE were all devouring the flip-flops that in a day's time, no make it an hour, the flip-flops were gone. A sale is a sale I guess. In fairness, I've never seen Lonsdale that busy (no offense pow). FYI: I got myself three pairs.

This I dare ask: Have you been at the scene of the crime, flip-flops style? Hahaha...in this consumer-obsessed culture we oh-so-love, it's refreshing to add some branded items to our style arsenal without hurting the pocket.

Hahaha...so that's like WEEKS ago, my loves, but better be late than never right?

FASHION NEWS: Balenciaga just opened in Greenbelt 5!

I have yet to see the store, and I'm pretty sure I can't afford anything there (hello, broke from Uncle Sam much?). Now, let's focus our I-wanna-see-it-now-I-so-can't-wait-as-in adrenaline rush to Hermes Manila, if everything goes smoothly, finally, Hermes in Third World....HAHAHAHA!

It's that time of the year again...

2008-06-30T05:16:00.000-07:00

Victoria's Secret's fashion shows are one of the most anticipated in the world. But since we don't have Victoria's Secret here (except those retail shops that sell their perfumes), the closest thing we can get to a big UNDERWEAR show with a blast, is through Bench.

The annual event of Bench is probably the most sizzling show that everyone loves. Personally, I've never been in one (unless someone's gonna give me tickets and backstage access...how I wish...hehehe... bad influence...hahaha) but I'm pretty sure that all the production people there don't get enough credit. The celebs and models, and the big shots are those who just get the spotlight. So, to the production people who worked hard, here's to you! Cheers.

I can't speak for the event because like I said, I've never been in one. I love Bench but I guess Bench doesn't love me back. Kidding. :-) But you know, I'm just a plain average outsider so there goes (so unless someone gives me tickets...I'd gladly skip school for that... :-D)

PS: We've seen Richard Gutierrez go topless, will he be more daring? Will he be strutting the runway in one of Bench's yummy underwears. Hmm...let's see. I say it's time to skip the jeans and walk down in boxers, my love.

A PEPPERific LUNCH

2008-06-29T07:01:00.000-07:00

The weather may be bad these days, but there's nothing to be sad about when Pepper Lunch is around to perk you up.

Earlier, my family and I went to Rockwell Power Plant to scour some "bargains" as they were having their mid-year three-day sale. Much as I love shopping, my real agenda for the day is to finally let my tastebuds finally experience the magic of Pepper Lunch.

We arrived at lunch time and I was greeted by a queue like this:

I have a tolerance when it comes to long lines but this is an exception. Following Chuvaness' advice, I decided to have my "Lunch" in the odd hours of the afternoon (merienda time). After all, I was also giddy at the prospect of window shopping for "bargains". It's the principle that you have to tire yourself out first so that you can enjoy more the act of masticating food. Haha...I sound trying hard, but it does make sense right?

At the end of the day, my shopping trip ended up in vain. Only my Mom was able to score some loot from Sapato Manila. But it's ok since I still have a lot of stuff in my closet. Ding, ding, ding, to cut a long story short, yes, my Mom informed me that Pepper Lunch is finally not crowded. Time to eat!

While a lot are probably snapping up some gear at Zara, I ordered some Shake! Shake! Chicken Salad and a Double Beef Pepper Rice with some Coke. I was really crazy about their salad that I tried to order another one again if only my Mom had not shot me with a very disgusting glance (not at the food, but more on my eating habits...weight management!!!).

I was able to cook the beef well but I didn't mix the pepper rice during the "very hot" stage of the sizzling plate because of my ignorance (read instructions next time!) but it still tasted good! I had my meal with some Honey Brown Sauce and it's God's manna from heaven! I capped off my meal with some Kuromitsu Soft Ice Cream (did I spell it right? #error corrected na.#) just to combat the spicy feeling my tongue felt (a yummy one at that). I'm so going back to Pepper Lunch! The price is right and it's a gastronomic ride that's worth the patronage.

The only problem is the location. Yes, it's very perfect but for commuters like me (sucks that your parents can't always drive for you right? I want to take driving lessons, pronto! It's high time actually), Power Plant is just not that accessible. I hope the Pepper Lunch team will open another branch, in let's say, Glorietta or Greenbelt so MRT-riders like me can have their Pepper Lunch fix without any hassle.

PS: No offense, but for my nearer fix, since I live more on the northern side of the NCR, I'd go to Sizzling Pepper Steak in TriNoMa. Since I have weekly appointments in TriNoMa (being the mall rat I am), I figured to use my benefit for my benefit (sounds dumb I know..need to improve my writing skills now! hehe).

PPS: Chuvaness, thanks for the comment and advice! You just inspired me to keep running this blog more! You rock! :-) Too bad I didn't see you and your husband at Power Plant today.

Sale season just started...

2008-06-27T07:16:00.000-07:00

It's that time of the year again. The period we've all been waiting for: Sale season! We all know that from June up to August, rains and storms just dominate our beloved third-world Manila. Ok, maybe I'm exaggerating at some point, but what can I do when it's also downpouring with bargains here and there, just like this:

Yes, Fruits and Passion goes for up to 65% off and it just started today (June 27, 2008). The Canadian brand can be a bit pricey here in our local shores so grab your supplies for your beauty arsenal NOW! The sales associate also told me that stocks are limited (especially on the best deals), so what are you waiting for? Get ready, shop!

One thing I love in Manila is that though luxury goods are really priced high (I mean, my Las Vegas-sponsored-by-Mom Prada is mucho as in way mooorrree affordable than Prada Le Manille's markdowns), the really best bargains are still there if you just know how to look, and sometimes can turn out to be cheaper than their international counterparts. (loot above is all 65% off). Also, shopping here during sale season is a treat to the senses because as much as people are busy snapping up things, the scene is not that psychotic like in the US (hahaha...you can't blame them though, American retail therapy is so HUGE even I went nuts....neurotic shoppers, let us unite! Cheers to bargains!).

Rockwell Power Plant Mall is also having its three day sale from June 27-29, 2008. Time to do some wardrobe refreshening with the things you want, err, "need". Personally, my family is broke now (courtesy of Uncle Sam) so I'll probably just do some checking around (hmm I'm thinking of what I'll buy...). I'm going on Sunday but truth be told, I'm more excited to finally road test Pepper Lunch. I hope it's not that crowded by that time.

Coach shoes for me? Why not!

2008-06-18T23:42:00.000-07:00

For USD148.00, this is a pretty damn good deal! Haha, I'm such a logo-a-gogo lover! Oh well, that's a sign of label immaturity...the ones who really appreciate high end good are those who buy 'em logo-less.

a Coach story

2008-06-06T21:31:00.000-07:00

Readers (if there are any) I'm sorry if I failed to update you with my MATERIALISTIC life archives. Anyway, I'm here in California now and I just realized two things about my status in luxury goods.

1. I can only afford them when they're discounted big time. The bigger the discount, the better.
2. I love shopping at outlet stores here in the US. You can REALLY save a lot.

Take for example when my Mother and I went shopping at Coach in Camarillo Outlets (she treated me with a bag!) last Saturday.

Dare I say BIG discounts? There's just so MANY people grabbing and paying goods! The Coach factory outlet in Camarillo slashed their merchandise big time that WE are just willing to splurge (my Mother, a non-luxury lover was influenced by me! thus, the bag I also got from her "generosity"). It was jampacked and even the sales associates had walkie talkies to keep the crowd in control.

The loot. The wallet and the bag for my Mom. The pouch for moi.

BTW, the cost of those THREE items is equal to just one regular priced Coach bag (factory price)!

lovin' Coach. My bag, my choice.

Speaking of Coach, I read from one of my daily fixes of fashion, thefashpack.blogspot.com, that Coach has opened a store in trendy Central Hong Kong.

photo courtesy of thefashpack (thefashpack.blogspot.com)

Nice noh? I want to go to Hong Kong pronto! Too bad I'm still a dependent and I think we're already cash strapped by the time we go back to Manila. Anyway, the Coach store is just oh so CHIC! I want to visit it but I can assure you guys that I can't afford anything in that store (think: retail price plus imported). See, I'm a luxury lover living in a budget fit for a pauper.

PS: We're hitting Vegas tomorrow and I just can't wait to see the place and go outlet shopping once again. Barneys New York outlet here I come! Hahahaha...

too tired to write, yet not so tired to shop

2008-05-15T05:57:00.000-07:00

It's been advertised in EVERY broadsheet possible so no doubt even the most exhausted are going to find themselves all perked up.

I saw (and got the photo) from thefashpack's site that Rustan's sale is crap. A sale is a perfect time to get yourself the things you don't really need nor want. Hahaha...it's more on you just get it for the sheer fancy of it. Well, if the fashpack didn't find anything, maybe there must be something for me.

I need to behave because I'm going to the US anyway so might as well just shop there. But I'm really, as in really, craving to visit Rustan's Makati right now. Who knows I might see (and buy) a huge score. Hold still, dear me.

***
Anyway, it's quite ironic how I find time to write fluff yet I can't put a decent word to an assignment I have. I guess that's therapy over work. What relaxes the mind always takes the win...

But as you grow up, you learn that in so many ways, exhaustion will never be an excuse to procrastinate work. It's a sad fact.

The real reason why I'm craving to shop is that---aside from hoping to score a Vegas-worthy outfit on a commoner's budget---my mind is just effing tired and I kind of pity myself for being such a smart ass that I'm the one doing the hardest part in our group work (the assignment). I don't want to be a bitch but I just can't wait for summer classes to end so I can finally sit back and replenish my mind.

Oh this is the part where I realize that I'm just talking nonsense so I'll just have to end this for the meantime.

It's back to work, err, studying.

PS: I know US shopping is on its way but I'm really hoping I could get something from Rustan's. I'll show you the loot if ever.

Engrish in Da Pilipins

2008-05-09T06:12:00.000-07:00

Forgive me for the title but signs like this one deserve a much apt title...

I know this is totally bad of me to post but it's rare that you actually find signs that are grammatically wrong here in the Phils. Ok so maybe there are a lot but Filipinos have a habit of being grammar-nazis so every slip-up will result to ridicule.

As a Flip, it's true. Heck, I'm even guilty of it. "Where did you went?" I once said and voila my relatives had a good time.

Point is, each one of us makes a mistake every once in a while. And it's sick that entertainment has to come for each blunder committed.

That's dirty 'ol fun, I guess.

Anyway, the picture above is a number tag from a grocery in a famous and expensive mall here in Manila (clue: the mall is owned by the family who runs a major TV network here while the grocery, on the other hand, is owned by the relatives of the owners of the franchise of Prada, Gucci, Bottega Venetta, etc. here in the Philippines). Looks like the grocery needs a copy checker after all (HIRE ME!!!! hahahahaha).

COINCIDENCE! COINCIDENCE!

2008-04-30T20:17:00.000-07:00

OMG! As in I didn't know....

My reason for my blog's name is that if Madonna is the Material Girl then there ought to be a Material Boy right?

Apparently, Australia has their own fashion pride in the form of MaterialBoy.

As in a clothing brand!

Geez, I want to smack my head for being such an idiot. I could have done some research!!!

I only stumbled upon Material Boy Australia just a few minutes ago while browsing Bryanboy's site. We all know how lucky BB is to be down under watching fashion shows front row!
Cheers! ;-)

So, going back, I checked the net and hey, I love their clothes! It's anything but boring.
Here are some pieces that I like from their Spring/Summer 07-08 collection:

looks like the crotch is "excited"
the outfit is perfect for summer especially here in the Phils.
back view. Ooohlala, I'm lovin the backpack (confession: I'm also a bag hag like Mrs. T)

photos courtesy of: http://www.flickr.com/photos/fashionising

According to http://www.fashionreview.com.au/material-boy-another-boy-fashion-label/, "Australian fashion label Material Boy pushes the boundaries of fashion by creating provocative, original clothing pieces that make the traditional menswear clothing look old, outdated and simply daggy. Ex-pro surfer Mic Eaton launched Material Boy Clothing in 2003 on the West Coast of Australia. Mic now divides his time between Indonesia and Melbourne. "

Also added by http://www.bespokeboutique.com/brand.asp?start=24&page=7&bid=10, "the material boy collection started with a brief selection of skinny leg jeans which consisted of 6 colours called “violet crumble purple” and “pink fluro”. growing with immense popularity the denim kick-started the birth of what has become a cult fashion label in australia.with a huge australian and now international following material boy is an established designer brand, renowned for it's directional design and not-afraid-of colour approach."

Personally, I think Material Boy Australia is not yet ready to hit the Philippine shores. For a brand that embraces one's "inner gay", most men here in the third world may shun the idea of wearing super colorful clothes lest they be labeled as truly homo. Sad to say, that's a fashion fact here in the Philippines. Only a minority can pull it off and will wear it in the first place.

But if Philippine Retail thinks Material Boy Australia is ready, well, let's just leave it up with Store Specialists Inc. (monopolists of luxury!!!! hey at least consider naman slashing the white Gucci messenger bag I saw in one of your Tutto Moda stores to 80% off!!!)

Gawd I want to go to Sydney already! Hmm.... any sponsors (haha...feeling famous yet totally otherwise) ???

***

PS: I'm thinking of changing blogs, you know, to create a new name that's original, whaddya think? Answers on the comments section please.

Have a nice day. ;-D

PPS: I actually feel elated. I mean a coincidence like this one doesn't occur in a normal day. Or even a normal year.

Team B!

2008-04-29T04:36:00.000-07:00

If you know me in person, you'll probably associate me with Serena van der Woodsen because well, I'm tall. Anyway, one of my friends labeled me as "B" after having our share of Gossip Girl talk. Hmm...makes me wonder, am I really a bitch?

Kidding aside, I guess my friend knows me well enough that I'm actually a spoiled brat, err, a dominant person in nature. Just like those modern career oriented people, who know what they want and get it no matter what (though I have a tendency to be lazy oftentimes but that's another story). Very Blair Waldorf. Although Blair doesn't need to work coz she's got millions anyway.

Hahahaha...so Leighton Meester is one of my fave eye-candies today and her character Blair Waldorf is someone I can relate with and aspire at the same time (coz she's fashionable, THIN, and can afford all things LUXE)

Contrary to not-so-popular belief, I really can't afford the REALLY fine things in life. I fly coach with my mom and I can't even afford Gucci. Heck, an Hermes scarf is even out of range (but I'm planning to reward myself when we make a short stopover in Tokyo before flying to LA so we'll see)

Ok, back to B, yes, she's skinny and the queen bee of highschool. A total opposite of me. Fat and a highschool wallflower. Hehehe....

In the end, I'm just crazy over Gossip Girl. So here's to more episodes! Cheers.

PS: If Blair can shop at Bendels ANYTIME (!!!), well, let's just I can afford to go to Rustan's occasionally. Now that's giving you an idea of my financial bracket.

Xoxo,
Material Boy

I'm supposed to be having a blast

2008-04-26T05:48:00.000-07:00

April 26, 2008: I'm supposed to be getting bored already on a flight going to Los Angeles. I'm supposed to be eating chocolates and looking at my purchases from our flight's stopover in Tokyo. This moment should be about living the good life...

Reality check: I'm here at home trying to contemplate about some assignment (yes, I'm a student trying to be studious...a feat that I can't pull off right now) and browsing Marc by Marc Jacobs' Spring Summer 2008 Review.

2 things why the flight was delayed (to May 24, 2008... I couldn't wait!!!):

1. My sadistic jerk of a professor failed me and now I'm taking a summer class under him again---apparently, he is the ONLY one who's handling the subject I flunked. Sweet.

2. My grandmother just passed a few days ago. So in retrospect, if I had passed the subject, the flight would still not take place. My mom (my ever reliable traveling companion) and her siblings are busy with my grandma's wake (here in the Philippines, wakes are an occasion filled with food and gambling that you wouldn't even know that you're mourning; the real tears come at the burial itself).

I'm just bored and I wouldn't bother you guys anymore with all the emotional things. Let me just share the things I like about Marc's (aha, so we're feeling close eh? NOT! How I wish to be BryanBoy, I loves 'em both, Marc Jacobs and BryanBoy, at that.) collection.

I just love the whole ensemble. I wish I could wear this one...
I went gaga over the silver shoes!
This is something I'd wear to summer class...
I'm crazy about the bag! If only I have the finances....

The shorts are also nice though I believe I can go for the look for less on this one.

These being said, I now need to lose a huge amount of weight! Will power, man, will power!!!

PS: I'll give myself a note: visit the Marc by Marc Jacobs store in Manila (Greenbelt 5). Though I can't afford it, there are the words "window shopping."

source used: http://hauteconcept.com/2007/09/20/new-york-fashion-week-marc-by-marc-jacobs-spring-summer-2008-runway-review/

Kitson on Robertson

2008-04-17T05:55:00.000-07:00

www.shopkitson.com

I'll definitely make a visit in their shop when I go to Los Angeles this May.

That's all (I can't post for the love of God the shoe that I saw in Kitson's site).

Help the world, improve your vocabulary

2008-04-13T10:43:00.000-07:00

www.freerice.com

There are a lot of ways to help people. Despite the environmentalist trend (which I hope will last forever), let's also not forget our fellow humans, some of which are less fortunate when it comes to fulfilling the stomach.

Charity excuses no one. Each of us are destined to help one another thru our little own ways. I mean you don't need to be a billionaire philanthropist just to do that.

If building houses or even giving money doesn't appeal to you, then you can start off with www.freerice.com , it's free and all you need is an internet connection (plus a computer, technically speaking).

Whether you have an interest in vocabulary or just wanting to kill some time, www.freerice.com is a perfect baby step for eliminating hunger.

www.freerice.com basically just runs simple: each time you get a word's synonym correctly, you get to donate 20 grains of rice. How fun is that? You play an amusing game and you get to help at the same time. And what if you happen to answer wrong, well it's ok since no deductions are made from your contribution. It's a win-win situation for everyone.

Personally, Material Boy is a word freak and this is one of his addictions.

The website not only promotes good will and social consciousness but it also enriches one's vocabulary.

So if I were you, better click the link, play the game, and do your part for the world to be a better place.

www.freerice.com

A french affair

2008-04-11T22:10:00.000-07:00

The French Corner
Strawberry Panacotta
The French Corner pasta
Belgian chocolate souffle

Just yesterday, my mother and I dined at the fabulous The French Corner in Alabang.

The food was great especially The French Corner Pasta which is sauteed with truffle oil and a generous serving of beef and spinach with shavings of parmesan cheese.

Dessert is also sweet and divine.

Anyway, I'm not really in the mood to write that much but if you're in Alabang then your stop is not complete until you dine in The French Corner.

The French Corner is located at Commerce Avenue corner Filinvest Avenue Westgate Center, Filinvest Corporate City, Alabang, Muntinlupa City. Call +632 7712345 to 46 and 7710549.)

coz life is good

2008-04-05T07:40:00.000-07:00

view by the pool
alfresco dining
nice right?
mangoes, strawberry jam, and a croissant

So my mother and I checked ourselves in Vivere Suites in Filinvest, Alabang for an overnight of relaxation. Nothing beats a nice hotel for some stress relief noh?

The next day, we were greeted by a lovely breeze as we had our buffet breakfast at the hotel's Skylounge. The pool was relaxing (though it's awkward to bathe in it...IN FRONT OF DINING PEOPLE!!!) for the senses and the alfresco experience was something to perk one up. I just had to take pictures!!!! LOL (if ever the management of Vivere reads this, please send me a message and we'll discuss my free stay there...haha...kapow...freeloading much? NADA! My mom loves this hotel that she'll pay for her stay with me as companion, and I will once I have my own salary)

I ate a lot (piggy, piggy, oink, oink!) because the food was a welcome treat to the tragedies I confronted for the past few days. But I didn't take pictures of what I ate for fear of tempting models to eat. Anyway, my corny joke aside, I couldn't resist taking my favorite part of the meal (the pang-himagas part)...it just looked classy. Hehe...it's cute.

Cheers to all of you!

PS: please do PLACE YOUR COMMENTS IN THIS BLOG. I don't bite, mind you. ;-)

Why Naomi Campbell remains more respectable than the Gucci Gang

2008-04-04T08:49:00.000-07:00

Brian Gorrell's blog has been the bomb. Like Kitty Go's book, it has exposed the skeletons of high society in the Philippines.

I'm not saying that the Gucci Gang are the demon's incarnate, but in my opinion, the way they could earn some respect is if Filipinos like me see them get arrested and be posted in the local dailies (did I spell it right?) or even in Television.

If that happens, it only proves that justice is not blind and its sense of smell is immune to the scent of money.

In the US, celebrities and famous people alike get arrested/rehab-ed for drunk driving, drug use, among others.

They live the glamour and the intoxication that comes with it.

While here in the Philippines, it's all fake smiles, camera lights, we rarely see any famous celeb get actually arrested. Yes, the media covers some of their ocassional "mistakes" but I haven't seen a starlet (not a bold star) or even a socialite publicly arrested and their mugshots revealed on the internet.

Maybe my country is cheap to do that.

I'm not trying to demean my country for any matter for I still believe that most average Filipinos (including me) work their asses off just to make a decent living. We fly economy class, ride public transport, go bargain shopping, and actually live life off the radar of public scrutiny.

Ok let's put it this way: Naomi Campbell did community service (cleaning toilets), Paris Hilton served jail (the eyes of the media prying into details at the same time included), Lindsay Lohan and Britney Spears entered rehab for their own disorders...

now imagine Celine Lopez brooming off dirt the streets of Makati as penalty, Tina Tinio being featured for bulimia, DJ Montano serving jail time...

a pretty picture right? For if the people actually see them get in bars for their misdeeds (like Paris Hilton) they might earn the respect of us Filipinos more by proving that no one is excused from the law...just like the people in the US are. They can redeem themselves and save their names more instead of getting away with ill-revelry.

But reality check: the rich and the influential are excused from their "crimes" and a picture of jail is filled with faces that look financially anorexic...

oops....it's my Dad's birthday

2008-04-02T08:39:00.001-07:00

Before the clock strikes 12 for tomorrow, I'd just like to greet my Dad a HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!

April 2 is the big day!

May he live a long life and be blessed with serenity and the best of what life has to offer.

My Trip: Puerto Galera

2008-04-02T07:40:00.000-07:00

the beach
I love it
wow...breathtaking (at least for an urbanite like me)
swim and enjoy
no shopping break eh?

So, here you go guys.... my vacation with the family in Puerto Galera.

Wikitravel defines Puerto Galera as, "Puerto Galera is a town on the northeastern coast of Mindoro Island, Philippines. Among travelers it is commonly known as encompassing the region surrounding it. While a small town itself, other adjacent smaller towns, such as Sabang and White Beach, are the primary destinations; however, all are lumped together as Puerto Galera as it hosts the ferry terminal (to Batangas) through which most people arrive. "

That's it for the basics.

Anyway, our stay only lasted for 2 days and 1 night. It was refreshing. Although the main island itself is already urbanized like Boracay (hotels, food stalls, shops, among others), you can always rent a boat if you want to go to virgin beaches where you could bring your own food and eat a fabulous lunch. But in my experience, you can forego the food, and just enjoy the view, swim (you can even ask your guide to take you to a snorkling area), admire the white sand, and just enjoy Mother Nature's gift.

When you go back to the main island, you can shop your way for souvenir items, go food tripping at the numerous and affordable grill houses, and when the sun sets then it's time to party all you want---whether it's just chill or dancing the heat away. Remember: practice safe sex. Just kidding.

Puerto Galera is a nice getaway without the hefty price tag. It's also the most accessible from Manila. Boracay and Palawan are also wonderful hotspots but if you find yourself short in time, then Puerto Galera is the place to go.

PS: the pictures were taken by me and my cousin (I had to use her camera as I didn't have a chance to bring mine...stupid me...hehehehe...)

Toast Box

2008-03-31T22:53:00.000-07:00

Cold Horlicks drink
Fried Mee Siam

Yesterday, I went to TriNoma and tried out Toast Box: a food joint that serves Singaporean and Malay food (especially the famous Kaya Toast). It was a nice experience. Except for the drink. I must admit that their menu looks yummy and it is. The Fried Mee Siam was cooked well and it filled my tummy. The Cold Horlicks on the other hand is made of Malt and is too sweet for my own good. Well, some people may find it delicious but I'm just not one of 'em.

Overall: it was worth a shot.

check this out:

2008-03-30T21:11:00.000-07:00

www.eurobrat.blogspot.com

enjoy! ;-)

A reflection on sunnies

2008-03-30T10:07:00.000-07:00

Beyonce, Paris, and Nicole (did I get 'em correct?)

I know it's late (AS IN WAAAYYY TOO LATE) but I love http://www.flashyshades.blogspot.com/

Confession Time: I'm a sunglasses freak!

Sunglasses are a good way to accessorize and as someone said (forgot who s/he is but I found it in Victoria Beckham's book but I think she quoted it from someone too) sunglasses can hide a multitude of sins. Or something like that but oye it has a good point! I mean eye creams can't necessarily just photoshop-erase those nasty eye-bugs, dark circles, and even fine lines!

So the only way to do it is hide in a fab pair of sunglasses.

I'm a big fan of oversized, just so you know.

But hell I can't afford designer glasses and if ever given a chance, I'd rather spend the money on a designer bag or a pair of shoes (designer again). Or even travel.

So I just buy from bazaars and sidewalks because I'm such a cheapskate. But when I do buy fake I always make sure that there is no posting of a brand. Fake gucci sunglasses with a shouting logo and name? Honey, please, I'll just take suicide, thank you.

But in fairness to me, I did buy a few pairs from certified department stores and boutiques like H&M.

Ok, I know you'll give me the reason that designer shades can protect your eyes because of all the science involved in lenses against UV rays...blah, blah, blah...yes I know it's even better not to wear any shades at all because apparently, it's more damaging to wear shades without UV protection as it can expose the eyes more to the sun's harmful rays.

Though at my age, I prefer to buy shades and sunglasses just for fashion's sake. Meaning weird is more of a priority than protection as of this moment.

My mom tells me I have quite a number of sunnies already but what can I do? I just can't get enough of 'em.

So would anyone of you share your sunnies with me? Pictures, of course.

Check out: http://www.fabglasses.multiply.com/ for affordable shades without the stress of going to a mall.

Blue

2008-03-29T23:46:00.000-07:00

So last week, I just came from Puerto Galera with my family for a much needed vacation. Even though it's just for 2 days and 1 night, it's better than nothing at all. (will post 'em in the next)

***

We (my colleagues and I) are currently layouting our school's magazine here in my house...err, parental house.

***
not really in the mood to write...

so...

let's just see each other in Rockwell Powerplant's summer sale on the following dates: April 4-7, 2008. Or if you're not into exclusivity then head to SM Mall of Asia as they'll also have a sale on the same dates.

UP TO 70% OFF!!!

No Minors Allowed!

2008-03-27T07:56:00.000-07:00

http://news.ph.msn.com/regional/article.aspx?cp-documentid=1310554

What's the point of launching a Playboy magazine without nudes?

Yes, I read the article so don't stone me to death.

It's just that, though I'm not straight, Playboy is supposed to be, aside from mature articles, a printed version of a huge bowl of pussies-and-tits (pardon the language).

But I guess that's the thing about a conservative society such as the Phils. How I wish I live in Europe where minds are open-minded...

Though anyhoo, we'll just have to wait until it hits the newsstands all over our country.

At least the guys don't need to shell out huge bucks for a taste of Playboy.

Question now is: When will there be a Playgirl (though they're not affiliated with Hefner and co.) Phils.?

just a random thought, shopping at that.

2008-03-27T06:16:00.000-07:00

Photo taken by Material Boy back in Hong Kong '07.
Filipinas bargain shopping in Hong Kong.

Conversation:

Girl: So what are you doing in Hong Kong?

Me: Vacationing and shopping.

Girl: *she smiled without a hint of sarcasm*

***

Gawd, this is one of the conversations where I feel like an idiot. I'm turning into a Victoria Beckham...all shopping and life's shallowness (I like!!!). Oh well, life's just like that...

LA, LA!

2008-03-27T06:03:00.000-07:00

I like to go there...No, make it I WILL BE THERE ANYTIME SOON!!! (hopefully...fingers crossed)

photo courtesy of website: http://www.jstottphotography.com/2006/2006-06-19-usa-rocky-mountain-high/2006-07-10-los-angeles-california/slides_l/dsc_3287.jpg

Hong Kong shots

2008-03-15T08:28:00.000-07:00

In Central
somewhere in Causeway Bay
Weehee...Times Square
View from the top (Ngong Ping)

shocks, I need a vacation, PRONTO!

PS: the pics were taken when I was in HK for the semestral break.

The Mafia: Of good ''ol stealing and Gucci

2008-03-07T09:09:00.000-08:00

http://www.delfindjmontano.blogspot.com/

Just click and read! My gawd, this is just totally AWESOME! I love Brian G! Hopefully, there's a permanent cure for HIV so that he may be able to live a good life more.

The Gucci Group? Fabulous. Just typing this entry makes me feel giddy. Heck, I'm even on the verge of forgetting my problems due to this! Haha...

Speaking of Gucci, the brand is on sale here in the shores of Manila for 25-35% off (ugh, so third world). I'm loving the sale items although I don't have the funds for 'em. I'm begging my mother for the Gucci pouch (make-up pouch I plan to use for just anything) for just Php7000+ but nooo, she won't take any compromises (plus I'm a student). It's hard to have a mother who doesn't appreciate Italian craftsmanship and what luxury is. Anyway, I did see some shoes slashed 75% off but too bad they're either hideous or something not in my size (and that's a selected few in total, mind you).

Gotta love the Philippines, folks.

Hollywood here we come! and what a small world it is

2008-02-16T08:56:00.000-08:00

While I was passing and killing time for insanity, I received a text message from my childhood/bestfriend. He is just one of the many testaments as to how the world is really small that everyone seems to bump into each other. Apparently, my best friend Jules has a role to act onto for a short film my colleague Mark is currently directing.

The text message read something like this:

"*my real name*, guess what? I'm in Dasma (Cavite) doing a film for Mark M. He knows you daw. Yahoo"

First, I was shocked as to how people miles apart (my world in the city and my world in the province) actually bumped into each other. Totally unexpected.

Anyway, I recovered immediately to actually feel giddy for my thespian best friend, Jules. I mean I have never seen him act on an actual play but he already showed talent and potential when we were kids. And by talent I mean REAL TALENT. Oh the childhood memories....

Back to reality, I instantly phoned him as quickly as I can and good thing he had some time on his hands. We talked about the juicy details of the said event and all things. Jules is a superstar! Imagine for a college level production they have their own chairs and even some make up people! Mark, I hope you're taking good care of my friend and his fellow actors. Man, my friend is a superstar! But as he related to me, the "commoners (a term I prefer to use instead of the PP...haha...even as kids, Jules and I were quite the "elitists"...hehehe....LOL!!!!)" in the venue of the shoot, were actually waiting for the daughter of showbiz actor Rez Cortez. The daughter is also one of the actors in Mark's movie.

So the conversation ended as Jules was called for make up. No need to worry coz I was assured that they were treated well naman daw (well you guys deserve to...hehe...).

Despite the stress, I can feel the vigor of Jules. Mark is an excellent scriptwriter so all the efforts are worth it. Of course, I can't disclose the details of the film here as it is still in-production.

I'm just soo proud of Jules and Mark. Hopefully, they pull it off with a BANG!!!

PS: Jules, my love, when you conquer Hollywood please don't forget me (Material Boy kissing showbiz asses in advance? CLASSIC SOCIALCLIMBER MOVE! LOL!)

Gluttony and my Hand

2008-02-12T05:52:00.000-08:00

Cakes from Conti's
Yummy drink from Cafe Breton (forgot its effing name but it's good)
Ice cream crepe
Material Boy's hand

I finally posted my "hand"!!! Haha...so pathetic of me... ;-D

Down the drain

2008-02-09T08:31:00.000-08:00

Having a blog like this is good if you want some sense of anonymity. Multiply is sort of like following the footsteps of Friendster and as much as Facebook rocks, my social network are not making the switch yet.

Material Boy feels lonely today.

I think I'm having an existential crisis or something.

I just can't seem to do things right. Everything's a mess.

Oh my, I'm pondering like some crazed philosopher...

Anyway, part of my problems, are my shopaholic tendencies.

They've already gone out of proportion.

Here it goes:

Mom saw the pair of [night-out] shorts that I bought in Guess? (which can be seen in one of my previous entries) and she asked me how much did it cost me, err, her.

I said that it's almost P2k (on sale) and I tell you she burst like a balloon! She didn't have post-partum psychosis when she gave birth to me, but from her outbreak it seemed that the sickness finally seeped in.

Kidding aside, she just went nuts because apparently, she doesn't spend that huge of an amount even on pants. I was told that I was spending waaayyy beyond our means and I don't have an effing job yet.

Truth hurts I know.

Maybe there's really something odd going on with my mindset these days. I mean, I have never been this careless until now.

I just hope it's a phase I'll get over with soon. I'm so burned out and tired of always being the so-called savior (will not elaborate further).

PS: Yes, it finally happened. I was financially guillotined by Mom! Credit Card Extension = CONFISCATED DUE TO EXTREME DANGER!

PSS: I might cancel my Greenbelt trip on Monday with W and AJ since there are a lot of things to do. If I were alone, I would probably skip the ordeal but people are involved so it's just ethically irresponsible for me to neglect my duties just for the sake of Greenbelt. Sigh, adulthood sucks.

Credit Card blues

2008-02-08T08:54:00.000-08:00

Earlier, I decided to go to the ATM and use my credit card extension's cash advance feature. After queuing three times at each machine (so many people!), the last machine finally made me realize that I've hit "insufficient balance".

Yes, I do swipe here and there (getting ready to be guillotined by Mom!!!) but not to the point of maximum level. Or maybe I'm just cheap enough to know I'm actually being EXPENSIVE (WHAT???!!!)

Anyway, good thing I was still able to squeeze enough cash from my little balance because I really had no money during that time. Bad timing coz most of the local mall's stores (in the vicinity of my school) don't accept credit cards.

I was just lucky because I ABSOLUTELY have no idea HOW HORRIFYING it would be have I ran out of cash.

So I made it alive and proceeded to the business of shopping---for blank DVDs since my friend has asked me to buy six pieces of it for our school project.

I have a feeling that something fishy (and illegal) is going on with my credit card due to my bad spending habits (karma?). Hopefully, it's NOT!!!! Or else, Mom would really kill me for good. Financially kill, at that.

PS: Mom (she has always been more of a nature person than someone who shops till she drops *that trait of a modern woman like hers "accidentally" went to my jeans, err, genes...hehe...pathetic shopper...) is amazed at the wonders of Palawan. Hopefully we go there as soon as possible (Palawan is not CHEAP!) to see nature's wonders. Me wanting to go there despite me being a city boy who would rather shop in Hong Kong and see its skyscrapers (hello, me a SLAVE OF CONSUMERISM!!!)

this is true

2008-02-01T21:40:00.000-08:00

from a friend:

"life is too short to put on a shitty outfit!"

Very well said my dear Kenny.

BA (Brandaholics Anonymous)

2008-01-28T06:22:00.000-08:00

Last Sunday, I checked out Gucci at Greenbelt 4 and as expected, it was disappointing. Come on, hideous shoes at Php19,000 and bags slashed just 10% off? Ugh. Of course, I only own one luxury item and it's just a DKNY. Doesn't beat all the Manolos and LV I know.

Duh, I'm a brandaholic in the making. Or on the verge of getting worse.

You see, I do wear branded stuff but for some reason, I always end up looking cheap. I mean compared with my cousins, they sure can make any outfit (branded or not) look like a million bucks whereas I, the crazy one, look like a yard sale.

Anyway, this is just a quickie post since the only decent computer shop here in the province is closing soon---for the day, I mean.

PS: I'm sooo wanting to own something from Pull and Bear (which, you know, is one of the "sisters" of Zara) but sad to say, the nearest is in Singapore (which my mother has no plans of going to in the near future) and they don't even have a branch in the US. So for the Filipinos like me, will the people at Store Specialists Inc. please stand up (doing an Eminem here), please stand up? Guys, you're the monopolists of luxury brands here in the Philippines so please add Pull and Bear to your list! I'm pretty sure it would click here in Manila.

On the verge of a breakdown

2008-01-26T08:57:00.000-08:00

I might as well make a career in blogging.

My "babies", as I'd like to call my social network accounts, are getting more attention than my actual jobs (I won't be surprised if someone smacks my head with a hammer; so if you're planning to that without me knowing, sorry, I already spoiled the "shock" factor)

It sucks that I belong in the real world. Although I'm glad that I'm not living in an Aquarium like the Beckhams, I would like to know how celebrities actually feel stressed about just maintaining an image.

In a life of workouts, botox, shopping, glamour...it sure beats writing and meeting deadlines without any swag at all.

I mean stressing about being seen in public wearing something old or trendy? Me likey!

I'm pretty sure it's stressful and not what it seems for us commoners but thing is, it's less strenuous since it doesn't require some intellectual bullshit like some people I know.

It's futile, really. To be so full of these weird ideas about the supposed to be deeper aspects of life. You end up disappointed and yes, without any luxury in hand at all.

Honey, listen, there's a reason why shallow waters are safer.

I do know that intellect is something we should have as individual beings. But it comes to a point wherein you should just embrace the whole superficiality of life in order to know what it really means to live life.

Now I'm the one who's being that intellectual bullshit.

After all, if human beings are really, to paraphrase a friend, a stupid specie, then we should just be Paris Hilton and Britney Spears with our lives spiraling to oblivion with the high of cocaine.

I'm babbling. This is the result of too much brain usage. See, it does pay to be a bit dumb sometimes.

***

Argument aside, I'm excited since I'll be going to Greenbelt later with Mom. I'll finally be able to check out Gucci's sale and some of those SUPER SKYROCKET HIGH goodies I'm dreaming to have in the future. I mean, YSL once had shoes on sale for P5000.00 (read this from Mrs. T). Although I'm preparing myself to be chagrined and faced with a price tag I just can't pull off. Oh well at least I had eye candy.

Also, Mom and I are probably going to try a new resto so it's a gastronomic ride!

Stay safe guys and gals.

Friday Shopping in Alabang

2008-01-26T03:59:00.000-08:00

I'm too tired to write about something...well, just yesterday I dragged my ass to Alabang Town Center and got myself two things: shorts from Guess? and a NOTEBOOK from Memo (for only Php50.00)

Yes, oh yes, I made that "swipe" for the NTH time again. I could use some spanking as punishment.

Anyway, I loved the shorts from Guess because mainly, I've been trying to look for the perfect shorts-for-a-night-out and I "guess" (can't come up with another word) this pair is the answer. It may be a bit pricey despite being on sale but it did come with a free belt which I can use on my other clothes.

As for the notebook from Memo, I'm just a pathetic brandaholic. Aside from that, I've always wanted to find a more handy alternative for my Starbucks planner. The planner is just waaayyy heavy to bring to school.

So, there goes another worthless post (a waste of net space...hehe)

the road to hell is on...

2008-01-18T07:29:00.000-08:00

After W and I secured and interviewed veteran journalist, Randy David, I'm now riding the sound wave to hell. Transcription of the interview, at that.

One of the "cons" of working in Print is that, writers like us have to put the spoken word into the written one. If only we live in Hogwarts, then surely life would be easier with all the magic. Just one wave of a wand and then voila! a completely transcribed interview! But we live in reality and I have to still transcribe the WHOLE AND LONG interview since W already did the horrifying task of Q and A with Randy (aha, so we're close ganon? first name basis eh?). Not to mention I still have to write an intro after that. Sweet.

But I guess it's ok to whine. As if I have a choice. And besides, I'll have to do the job no matter what. So whining will be just, as I put it, a form of a breathing act.

***
These days, I'm not really shopping because it's not that interesting to do as of current time and not to mention I'm broke. Mom and I are also in the process of saving up for something big (hmm...can't reveal yet...you have to wait...hehe). But as a form of not betraying my reputation (REPUTATION???!!!) , I'm checking out the sales each mall and store has to offer (who knows? I might see something...) and for this Sunday, I'll finally buy the thing my hands have been craving to have (also can't disclose as someone might just screw my plans; better to be safe than sorry).

Have a great weekend guys.

Road Test

2008-01-14T02:33:00.000-08:00

I'm actually putting my laptop to good use right now.

I'm surfing the net here in Burger King ATC. Nothing beats free WiFi. Yehey!

I tried our school but it seems like you still have to pay P200.00 just for a server that blocks friendster and porn. Kidding aside, I'm still thinking whether I'll subscribe or not.

***

Someone said to me that I'm becoming a shopaholic (thus the name) but let it be known that there's a difference between loving shopping and itching to shop. When you love to shop, you buy stuff because you need and want them. For the latter, it's just like eating. You eat to sustain a need regardless if you'll enjoy it or not. I gotta say this but most of the time, I fall on the former. I shop to enjoy my stuff not to fulfill a need despite not really needing nor wanting it.

Seriously, I'm not a freakin psycho. It's my fault anyway. I bragged and I got misunderstood.

Also, I'm alert for Sale Days but it doesn't necessarily mean I SHELL OUT big bucks. Hello, someone must be forgetting the term "window shopping".

Why be defensive? I don't know....Geez, I need to talk to MP (not Miranda Priestly as much as I'd like to) pronto.

***
This week is a killer week. Have lots of stuff to catch hopefully I make it alive.

the death of a master and the rise of a laptop

2008-01-12T08:38:00.000-08:00

I just found my newest addiction: thefashpack.blogspot.com. Perfect for a fashionista-yet-always-a-fashion-victim-by-heart just like me.

Ok so I read in her blog that Master Shu Uemura himself already died back in December 29 but was just announced publicly just recently.

Let's all bow first for a prayer for one of the purveyors of luxury (I wonder if Anna Wintour went to Japan to visit his wake).

Gawd, I actually own ONLY ONE Shu product which is the cleansing oil in Pink. My mother and I bought a bottle for us to share but being the low maintenance she is, I ended up "arboring" the bottle for myself. I rarely use it so it's still plenty and just sits in our bathroom for occasional usage. It's older than some of my nephews and niece. How sorry...

So, Mr. Uemura, thanks for the memories (even though the only connection we ever had was a bottle of cleansing oil).

***
For a happy moment (let's skip the sad ones as I don't want to talk about 'em), I went to TriNoma earlier to roadtest Acqua's salon services. Rating: 5 stars! Definitely worth every buck even though I made the mistake of leaving such a HUGE tip for my stylist (much to my Mom's chagrin).

Apres the pain of threading my facial hair, I window shopped for a while as TriNoma was also having its Welcome 2008 sale (from Jan.11-Feb.3 2008). I saw some yummy goods (not food) but the fairest of them all is a laptop.

Yes, Mom finally bought me my own laptop (thanks for 0% interest in 12 months).

In my defense, my course does require expensive gadgets. Like I think what I said before, if med students pay for cadavers then our cadavers come in the form of video cams and etc.

Enough said, thanks to my Mom. Yippeee!!!

Another loot that I got from her is a chic jacket from Topman which was originally 4k++ slashed 50% off. Oh I love my Mom, no matter what happens to us. I'm not a materialistic biatch to be immune to genuine feelings of love. So don't dare give me the Mr.Shopaholic-just-bought-something-again look.

[So the loots will be posted in the next entry]
***

Btw, I'm soo tired all I wanna do is have a rest...coz I'll be going to Mall of Asia later so here's wishing for more loots on sale.

Hong Kong and Techies

2008-01-08T07:27:00.000-08:00

This is actually more of a quickie post. Aha, Mr. Shopaholic is BLOGGING once more instead of securing "people" for his job (don't fire me please...). No, no, no...blogadiktus itchinessis..where did the hell did I just pull that from?!

I was browsing thebaghag's blog (haha...me loving Mrs. T's prose) and I stumbled upon her entries about Hong Kong.

Waaahhh... I miss Hong Kong!!!!

Central, Causeway Bay, DISNEYLAND (!!!)... it's just too good not to be ignored.

But then again, I might not be able to go to Hong Kong for a loooonnng time since my Mom has plans of her own (CAN'T DISCLOSE YET, IT MIGHT GET JINXED).

Sigh. I just feel nostalgic that's all.

Besides, let's not forget the shopping spree in Power Plant Mall. Talk about going for being broke.

***

I pleaded to my Mom if we could just buy the "cheapest" laptop model of Acer. Geez, I really NEED A LAPTOP now coz I'm always on the go because of my job. Can't depend forever in computer rental shops.

Not to mention, our Media Production subject requires us a video camera. We have one at home but it's in Japanese so...me likey to purchase a new one (hehe...."parasite" skills to the parents once more; and I don't want to go figure Japanese characters...yet.). My motto is: don't borrow, just buy. I know I'm too poor to apply that one in real life. But since credit card companies offer paylite...well....let's just hope my Mom takes advantage of it once more. And my Dad should also provide help.

My course is EXPENSIVE! If medical students buy cadavers and thick books, then we OUGHT to have some pricey gadgets.

Ok, breathe in, breathe out. Sigh.

Little pathetic me

2008-01-07T05:14:00.000-08:00

With so many things to do (no, enough, it's NOT about SHOPPING), I realized that I'm alloting more time blogging (and bragging) about life's frivolities.

My boss just gave me a new assignment.

Well, what can I say? The girl knows how to play the guilt trip.

I still love her, though.

I mean, with pending jobs she still let me handle such a task (can't reveal here).

I don't know if it's a complement or the other way around.
***

Time to put the writing skills into proper use if I want to make it in the REAL WORLD.

It's now the right time to be productive. Mr. Shopaholic, stop the laziness and drink Fitrum to lose weight.

Also, time to put a halt to this blogging madness!

Just don't get me started with me being a shopaholic (like what my peers say) and my academics (don't wanna talk about them).

PS: In a more interesting note, I'm really ITCHING to buy Nelly Arcan's book, Whore. Heck, it gives me SLEEPLESS NIGHTS until...I don't know when (sh*t, a sign I should buy it). Before you give me the "stare", let me just say that investing in books will always be not superficial. They are always worth the buck as they enrich our intellect. Just forget the celebrity mags featuring Britney Spears' latest deed (just surf the net for our so-called guilty pleasure! It's free and less clutter.)

Keys and Locks

2008-01-06T05:35:00.000-08:00

Now this is not a shopping topic. Much to my dismay.

***

I remember moments back when my cousin and I fought mainly because of keys. Of course, the rest of the war is a secret. All I can reveal is: we're already friends now and I have finally made peace with the people who got involved.

Thing is, I was kind of put into her shoes tonight. Due to some circumstances, I just had to let myself loose and give my friend my keys. To me, something in me opened up a wee bit. I put into my friend's hands the very physical essence of what trust is. Keys. The one unlocking the locks of the heart.

Suddenly, I understood what I didn't get before. Trust is not really a snake that can bite you at all times with betrayal. Sometimes, all it takes is some warmth to know that the ones you let into your place are not really kleptos.

***

Locks. While browsing my friendster account, I just found out that my classmate rejected my friend invite for her.

I'm trying not to be paranoid but a small fragment in me still hurts. Do I really look like a psycho?

I don't have a mugshot let alone a criminal record with the police.

Of course, I just keep convincing myself that maybe she didn't recognize me (I look better in photos) in my pictures. Oh well...I have two choices:

a. Let paranoia seep in.

OR

b. Move on. Because really, we're not friends in the first place and that she's an irregular student so she must probably have a goldfish's memory.

I choose B.

Let her live her own life and same to me too. All win and no lose.

After all, it's only natural to lock ourselves up to people whose keys don't fit our keyholes.

I'm still fab in my own way.

***

PS: BTW, our Media Production subject just KILLS US!

New Year, New Things

2008-01-05T07:52:00.000-08:00

This one's a long post...

My mom and I's loot.

Xmas tree in Power Plant Mall
Who can resist the financially-perilous "S" word? Wooh...feels like heaven.
I couldn't agree more. That's coming from a fashion victim, mind you.
7 for All Mankind...too pricey for my family!

My first post is well....a series of firsts.

It's the Year of the Rat and for me, the dawn of another year has never been this promising.

Before I get too emotional, let me go straight ahead with business: Shopping.

We know that while the holidays are the perfect time to flaunt your cash, it's also more rewarding if you learn how to save the moolah and use it during the first weeks of January when stores are steering clear of "unwanted baggage". Thus, the lure of a post-Xmas sale.

I'm still a parasite to my parents so I still managed to spend a ridiculous amount in the high of the holidays. Hey, I'm gonna repay the favor someday when I finally earn my own paycheck! And besides my birthday is also on the holidays so it's just fair for me. What a pathetic excuse for someone who's not really rich (heck, my name is not even with the lines of the Zobels and the rich families here in the Phils.) Trying hard to look rich, at that note.

***

Ok, so my Mom and I went to Rockwell Power Plant's sale just yesterday. It's been three years (or something) since I last stepped in that super-exclusive mall. I gotta admit that I was not really a Rockwell person back in the dark ages but after dipping my toes in the retail heaven, I was converted! I think so is my Mom.

With big brands slashed to almost 70% off my Mom and I literally had our full---and we're not talking of food here.

It was a bargain paradise, actually. I even touched part of my savings (that's supposed to hit the bank, not the shops) because the temptation was just too strong. I mean who can resist a pair of Springfield sneaks slashed 65% off? No one.

Originally, my plan was to raid Zara with my Mom but despite the huge bargains there (a lot are making a beeline), my Mom and I found nothing in our interest.

In a nutshell, we had our shopping cravings filled at: CMG, Traffic, The Body Shop, Springfield, a music store whose name I forgot, Rustan's supermart and tsktsk...believe it or not... DKNY.

Luxury goods can sometimes be an issue here in our country. They are usually priced a bit more than the usual and according to some things I read, they are left behind the times already. Not Vintage, mind you. So, it's a perfect recipe for disappointment for some I guess: Full Price+ Not-so-trendy-anymore= Headache.

Even I resigned to the fact that my first purchase of a ridiculously priced good should come from Hong Kong or Paris so it would be surely memorable but no, oh no, fate has its own game.

We passed by DKNY and I saw this pair of jeans. Ordinarily, I could have left it behind but when I read the price tag, JESUS, MARY AND JOSEPH PLUS THE HOLY SPIRIT! From P10k it was slashed off to a pretty much affordable P3675.00. I couldn't believe it at first! Mainly because the luxury shops here don't usually axe down such heavenly prices. So I fitted the jeans, it fit me well and voila, Mom's card was swiped. FYI: Supposed to be it's on debt for me ("Paylite" on my own terms) but my Mom said that I shouldn't bother only on one condition: NO EATING AT GOOD RESTAURANTS FOR A MONTH (or more). Of course, I agreed despite giving up all the Cibo. Clothes are better than carbs right? The things you do for fashion, indeed. Oh I love my mother for being such an angel most of the time (when she's in Devil mode...hmm..)

Therefore, plenty shopping bags are the result. And the best thing: almost all of 'em are slashed from 50%-70% off! We looked rich but spent waaay less (haha...frugal, materialistic me).

Before going home, we ate at Kenny Roger's Chicken. It may be cheap but the food is soo great and not to mention the service. We're too broke to eat in almost ANY PLACE in Rockwell Power Plant mall. Kidding aside, my Mom figured that we should really spend less on food in order to save some really cool bucks. We're also eating less (to reduce weight!!!), so that's another pointer.

Then it's off to Rustan's Supermart for some dorm gear for me and it's off to home.

The list of firsts:
1. First time to go to a Power Plant Mall sale. BTW, a sale there is never as traumatic as what usually transpires in Megamall.
2. First designer jeans. And slashed big time. Yipee!

PS: I was really looking forward to meeting Mrs. T (thebaghag.blogspot.com) in blood and flesh (but nah, didn't see her). I really want to thank her for inspiring me to visit Rockwell again through one of her posts.