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Sunday, September 30, 2012

Get out more, see the world.

“The world is a book, and those who don't travel only read one page.”

― Augustine of Hippo



Saturday, September 29, 2012

Shi Lin, Alabang Town Center

Another addition to Alabang Town Center's new wing is the Chinese restaurant Shi Lin.

Shi Lin's Spicy Seaweed

Friday, September 28, 2012

Responsible Casual



I present to you the other day's responsible/casual look.

Thursday, September 27, 2012

Rajo! for Parisian Launch



Thanks to Parisian, I got to go to the Rajo x Parisian launch!

Wednesday, September 26, 2012

Asian Flair


Tonight I went to the Rajo x Parisian| Milanos show courtesy of Parisian Shoes. (More on that here


Tuesday, September 25, 2012

Because I've been crying in front of the computer screen again.

Sometimes I read something and I hurt– genuine, excruciating, exquisite pain. I stare at the screen/book/letter/notebook and feel the tears fall, hot and heavy. I sit and think, I savour every moment.  Those sharp words that jab through my heart– temporary madness, temporary hurt.

I read about love and love in the time of cholera. Of exotic, beautiful men and awkward ones with golden mongoose saviours. Of lightness of being and being infinite. I've read about secrets and (little) princes and (non sparkly) vampires. Of people deciding to die. Of life and the end of it, and the progression of living through loss and death.

And I weep for all of them.

These things I will never know or touch and I feel for all of them.

And this is why I read, this is why I write.

Red and Burgundy


Found the comfiest red pants, along with a lot of other cool stuff, in my mother's closet.

Monday, September 24, 2012

Save the Laguna Pitbulls! (a Teaser Video)

A while back, I wrote about the Laguna Pitbulls and our experience in the rehabilitation site. My team and I are in the process of creating a documentary on this issue. Here is a teaser video:


Sunday, September 23, 2012

DIY Aztec Nail Sticker Manicure

After a that manicure hiatus I had, I am back to painting nails!

What do you think of my Aztec nails?


Saturday, September 22, 2012

Everyday Staples


Everyday staples like jeans, sneakers, and a shirt.

Friday, September 21, 2012

Non-straight lines


I don't like dresses because they're cute. I like dresses because they're comfy and breezy. What I like, though, more than dresses, are shirt-dresses.

Thursday, September 20, 2012

Life without color.

That's what happens to me without you,
or socks without a shoe.

(My thoughts before I go to bed)

Well then, now that that rhyme is out of my head, let us proceed to the topic I wanted to write about: dependence.

There are certain types of dependence that are nice, like how my mother insists on sugar with her buttered toast or how ice cream is never that good without a cone. These things, they do not hurt when the other component is gone– and the ice cream will still be good.

But then we have dependency with desperation, with your insides churning with the fear of loss, when the end is not an acceptable option. Dependence where without the other, you know you will break, bleed, burn. And there is no end to the torment this will bring.

(Things and feelings I remembered unearthing all those old photos)

Never fall in love with a young stupid boy. But then again, go. Dependency can be a beautiful thing–– until you're 24 and forced to read about your adolescent loves.

(I really do hate you now, Multiply. Thanks, but no thanks for that trip down memory lane)

But I guess it does happen, doesn't it? Loving, leaving, and losing?

(Because the thoughts in my head are broken now. I am falling asleep.)

I still love. I do not love less, depend less as I grow old. I love differently.

Wednesday, September 19, 2012

Corals and Combat boots


The crazy, rainy weather has been forcing shoes on me. My dislike for wet feet has been dictating on my wardrobe. Hello, combat boots!

Banapple Dining, Alabang Town Center

A while back I tried Banapple's cakes and I promised myself to try their food, too. Since then, I've dined in Banapple quite a few times (forgetting my camera therefore being unable to blog about it) and I find their food to be pretty good and affordable. 
Camille and her Banapple cake.

Tuesday, September 18, 2012

"...Sunday always comes too late"


Rainy day out with the family and I didn't want my feet wet hence the sneakers.

Monday, September 17, 2012

Ganso Shabuway, Greenbelt 5


Japanese hotpot at Ganso-Shabuway.
Last week, we were invited to try Ganso-Shabuway, a Japanese style hotpot restaurant in Greenbelt 5.

Sunday, September 16, 2012

Up 24 hours!


The laid back Saturday look after a whole week of work, work, and work.

Saturday, September 15, 2012

Save the Laguna Pit-bulls!

The other day,  I visited the Laguna Pit-bull site.


I was amazed– at the sheer number of the dogs, at what a horrid ordeal they've gone through in the hands of men, and how positively delightful it is when these beautiful dogs look up at you with their bright, hopeful eyes and you know that there is still that capacity to love.

Friday, September 14, 2012

GET OUT MORE


“Tell me, what is it you plan to do
with your one wild and precious life?” 
― Mary Oliver




Thursday, September 13, 2012

Printed Collars




Lovely days are made by spending it with lovely people– and today was pretty awesome.
 (Yeah, I'm in a good mood)

Strangers again.

Sometimes you look at people you've known your whole life and realize they're strangers. As if the ground has shifted, as if some part of the cosmic equation is missing: the pieces do not fit.

It seems to me, such a sad phenomenon, this business of drifting apart. How and why do we just let go of those we've fallen in love with– friends and lovers alike? Is it because of time? Circumstance? or maybe growth apart? Whatever it is, this whole matter on the (intercontinental) drift (theory) found in friendship is never gratifying. I find that the saddest meetings are those of chance between old friends who've forgotten what bond was once there.

But then, who could blame them? The world is too fast to keep up with old flames and comrades. There is much to say and much to do; so much so that others are left free falling through the cracks of the grand scheme we call our lives. Loss occurs until there is nothing left but regret.

Which makes it a more precious thing when love remains and friendships are untouched. Time and distance are foes in this game. Ever present, but not impossible to beat.

Be thankful for the people you have in your life. No man is an island, and even Forest Gump had Wilson.

Wednesday, September 12, 2012

Manic Monday


Some days are off, and some days you just have to hide behind a smile (and a perfectly coordinated outfit– well as perfect as I can manage, at least.)

Tuesday, September 11, 2012

Chances, chances, and more chances.


“And I also regret not writing more when I was younger..”, I told my father. And just as those words escaped my mouth, I realized; I had so many regrets.

I used to think that getting older leaves you with less chances, as if time has the power to turn you into a a withered, helpless pulp.

As I struggle to find myself considered as an adult, I realize that there are no missed chances, just the fear of trying. Far too many times the fear of losing to the odds, to life, to circumstance envelope those who dare to take these challenges on, but it seems that those who succeed are ones who are brave enough to try. Remember: Bravery is not the absence of courage, it is saying, with your head held high, that I will try anyway.

I am late. At twenty four, I seemed to have shied away from all the things I could have done, could have been. There are times I find this idea stuck in my head and those are the slowest, lowest days I have. But then, you see, age and time has never let anyone stop those who did not let them. I am learning this now.

It was Og Mandino in his book The Greatest Salesman who said,  “Failure will never overtake me if my determination to succeed is strong enough.”

I intend to follow this advice.

So I write, to get better, and I will never stop.

Monday, September 10, 2012

Never Again


Last week, we shot the cheesiest video ever.
"Never Again" is a video exercise for school.

There is still much to be learned with this new medium. Sound, especially, is proving to be a tricky thing to manipulate. And, I'm getting to know Adobe Premiere more and more.

The product of sleepless nights and so much running, here is the two something-minute video. 


Yeah, that Phantom of the Opera romanticism is still in my system. Been thinking up so many love story concepts.


What do you think? 









Sunday, September 9, 2012

Saturday, satur-daze.


"Good morning, starshine. The earth says hello!"

Friday, September 7, 2012

On my 24th year, I'm building on that dream.

Thank you for all your greetings.


Photo by Alrenz.


Cheers to all the years to come, and the realization that there is change in everything and everyone. Cheers to friendships and lovers and family. Cheers to hope and second chances, third chances, and maybe even the fourth chances. Cheers to hard work, learning and the possibility of things that can be achieved. Cheers to dreams, without which, none of us would have the need to progress.

Go on. Yes. In this life, you can be certain of only one thing: that it goes on. 
Make it a life you'd like to live.

Thank you for all the love and support.

I am blessed, and for the first time, I really do see that.






Thursday, September 6, 2012

Just add water afritada: M3 Ready!

As I've mentioned so many times before, I do not cook. My boyfriend cooks, my brother cooks, I just fail at the attempt. Far too many times I find myself telling my boyfriend that there is nothing to eat at home when we have a full freezer.

And now, I found myself a solution to my cooking woes.


And it seems that people have also caught on.




Curious? Find out soon. 



It's a wrap!


I got all dressed up for a shoot the other day, a video assignment for school.

Wednesday, September 5, 2012

Rain, rain, go away.


Mondays are always drab and rainy Mondays are just ridiculous.

Hanayo Korean Restaurant, Katipunan

Hanayo's Bibimbap, double.
We usually spend the end of the weekend driving my brother and sister to their dorms. Last weekend, in between that drivem we decided to have dinner in Katipunan. My brother pointed us in the direction of Hanayo for Korean food.

Tuesday, September 4, 2012

"Relax, just do it"


Surprise! No blue wall today!

Monday, September 3, 2012

Alcohol & Cupcakes: A match made in heaven!

It was a few weeks back when I tweeted about wanting alcoholic cupcakes. After a few replies and retweets (because who wouldn't want an alcoholic cupcake, right?), I stopped thinking about cupcakes to focus on less enjoyable, but more important things.

That was why I was so happy when a few days ago, my friends Bea and Karla dropped these babies over.

Sunday, September 2, 2012

Teriyaki Boy, Blue Wave

Next to The Phantom of the Opera, the most pleasant surprise of last week  would be the meal we had at Teriyaki Boy.


Teriyaki Boy's Crunchy Salmon Salad

Office clothes



And so we find ourselves in school on another Saturday.

Saturday, September 1, 2012

The Problem of No Sleep

The problem is that I think my brain is hard wired to start properly functioning at 2:00 a.m. This week, I am more than happy with my written output, but this week I haven't been sleeping either. (This week, I have also been bursting into song more times than I usually do but I don't think that has to do with me not sleeping.)

So the dilemma continues: my most precious words or sleep?

When I was little, my parents never made me have siesta. This is because on the very rare occasion that I was made to nap, they dealt with a kid who wouldn't, no, couldn't sleep at night. On days that I couldn't sleep even when I did not have siesta, my father would walk me around the village till I grow so tired, I'd want to sleep. He usually came home on nights like those with me sleeping in his arms.

And now, I can't think of anything to write next. It figures since it's just 7 p.m.

"Pink, is my new obsession"


Weather has been crazy lately! I never know when I should dress for the heat or the rain.