Tuesday, August 9, 2011

FASHION | Escape to where the sun never hides.

The only thing I like about the rainy season is that I get to layer my clothes.
And it's raining buckets as I'm writing this post.
Uggh! I hate rainy days!
It makes me crazy lazy.
End of post.

Cebu South

Sprinto Wayfarers
Thrifted Cardigans
Thrifted Plaid Shirt
Rebel Denim Cutoffs
Vans Sneakers

Sunday, August 7, 2011

Waking up to a blissful morning.

It’s 6:35 in the morning and I just woke up a little hung over from last night’s drinking. I’m not complaining. Why would I? I’m at the beach, it’s sunny, and I’m with four of my good friends from high school. It can’t get any better than this right? So here I am, wide awake, writing this post, while they’re in their beds- still snoring. A few minutes from now, they’ll rise up and it’s high school once again. But this time its different. This time we can openly talk about things that never crossed our heads when we were 15, maybe 14 for one. There’s Christie and Alexis who are getting hitched next year. We used to tease the two back in the days. Now here they are, wrapped in each others’ arms, in bed, in love. Then there’s Richard, who’s probably the most generous person I know, expressed how much he needed this trip. I needed this trip too but I think he has a much better reason than I do. I’d die if I have his job! The stress levels that he has to deal with on a daily basis are fatal! And then Ellen, the very hospitable Ellen. Yesterday’s food fest was superb, I didn’t expect one whole “lechon” to be served on the table! How’s that for lunch?! Ellen now has a cute a little angel named Gabriel. I personally don’t like kids but this boy is just adorable and much behaved. It’s 6:55am and they’re still asleep. This afternoon we’ll all drive back to the city, back to reality, back to our lives where high school ended ten years ago. I’ll soak in the moment for now. It’s sunny outside and the beach is calling me! Bliss.


Lambug Beach & Kawasan Falls

Badian, Cebu

wore: Body Glove Vapor Skin Boardshorts, white tank top

Monday, August 1, 2011

Hello beach! I'm back!

definitely not our ride! lol

paradise found!

white sand in Lambug beach

our mansion for the weekend

beach beside the resort

staring at the horizon

lazing around

no i'm not jumping off this pool!


sunset in Lambug beach

I just survived two months of all work and no play. By play, I mean going out of town+heading out to the beach+getting drunk. It's a known fact amongst my circle of friends that I have a problem- my addiction to that piece of heaven called "beach". When summer ended, I promised to check myself inside an imaginary no-beach rehab center. Two months of no beach seem short if you drown yourself in work. The formula was simple: work+home daily. It was simple and it made me sick in the head, it made me hallucinate. LOL Two months is all I can take and its become clear- I had to relapse. I had to make my way back to the beach or I'd go nuts! (this is an exaggeration of course!) Hey beach! It looks like we're going to see each other a lot again! Did you miss me? hehe

Lambug Beach, Badian
Costa de Leticia, Alegria

O'neill Hybrid Triumph Boardshorts
(wow really? just one item?)

Sunday, July 10, 2011

Mayhem and the dancefloor.

The past days have been nothing but work. Sleep, eat, work, eat, sleep- has become a daily routine with the exception of weekends being- sleep, eat, sleep. This formula has been proven to be very effective if you're trying to get obese, not the direction that I'm going for. Since I'm too lazy to hit the gym, I've been trying to eat less. Hopefully, this will do the job. My weight, however, should be the least of my worries. Last week, mayhem hit the office when my boss asked me to join an emergency meeting along with some of my peers. Word got out about some plans of cutting the number of members in the team. I kind of saw this coming since this has always been the case since I joined the team. What I didn't see coming was the plan to cut the number of heads into half. After coming up with a back-up plan, we were told to keep our mouths shut to avoid causing panic in the team. Just like show business, people talk about other people in our office and most of the time, its nasty talk. Eventually, almost everyone in the team knew about the sad news the next day. You can pretty much predict what happened next- chaos. End of story.

On a lighter note, I finally had a chance to see one of my good friends from overseas after three years. Thanks to this little thing called webcam. I hate online chats but we chatted for 2 hours or so. Oh God we miss each other! And then I got an invitation to help her cross out one of the items in her bucket list- go to Koh Pangan's full moon party with her and party like crazy this 2012. She said all I have to worry about is getting myself a roundtrip ticket and she'll take care of the rest. I said yes to the invitation but really, there's so much to worry about than just getting a roundtrip ticket- if I can go on leave from work for a week, money for the roundtrip ticket, pocket money and passport (yes! I do not have a passport). Fingers crossed, I will be in this trip!

wore: H&M Plaid Shirt, People Are People Skinny Jeans, Vans Half Cab

Thursday, June 30, 2011

Happiness is only real when shared.

I would never have thought that I would get myself inked, let alone get a tattoo on my back right on top of my spine! It’s not even like I’ve been itching to get a tattoo my whole life but just did not have the courage to or has not been allowed to. Trust me, I have high tolerance for pain so courage is out of question and parental consent has never been an issue. I’ve never been that crazy over tattoos and I have not even tried its substitute- henna. I don’t really know what came over me; I guess this is a result of my plain love for art in general. About three or four weeks ago, a good friend told me that she and the BF were planning to open a tattoo studio near the BF’s place. I felt like it was the perfect timing for me to try it out. After weeks of openly talking to my friends/officemates about my intentions of having my back inked, it finally happened last Sunday! Turns out, another friend who has been dying to get a tattoo since I-don’t-know-when, was very eager to have his ink done that weekend and insisted I tag along. I was already sure about getting a tattoo anyways so I didn’t really bitch about getting it done this soon.

Sunday felt like a movie in fast forward. I remember getting in a cab with my friend, he was telling me how nervous he was and how the day’s activity felt like going to a ghetto place to do drugs, I responded by saying that I was also nervous but I felt more like I was on my way to the dentist than doing drugs just because I’ve never been a junkie my whole life. And then fast forward- we were in a cab again, on our way home, proudly talking about how we survived getting inked, talking about the pain and pleasure, how we were both in disbelief that we finally had ourselves eternally marked. Credits roll along with the soundtrack (U2's Bloody Sunday) playing in the background of black. I wake up and it’s a Monday and I’m a little hung over. Sunday’s events begin playing in slow motion and I start filling in the gaps. Everything in between the fast-forwarded scenes is flashbacks of pain and pleasure.

My tattoo’s almost completely healed as I'm writing this and now I feel like I carry a constant reminder in my back. Right below my zodiac sign says “Happiness is only real when shared.” Yes, that’s taken from Jon Krakauer’s book, Into the Wild, which chronicles the life of the vagabond Christopher McCandless. That phrase stuck to my head after I read the book and has since become a personal mantra. I agree with the guy, unshared happiness is really not happiness at all. It’s called something else; you all know what that word is. I'm happy with how things turned out. The tattoo looks nice and I didn't have to deal with infection. I'm surprised because it healed really fast! Planning to get a tattoo soon? Please check out my friends' tattoo studio- Wicked Ink!

Wicked Ink

Urgello St.
(Across Kool Hangover formerly Jardin)


wore: Baleno V-neck Tee, Terranova Skinnies, Vans Half Cab, Rayban Wayfarers

Saturday, June 11, 2011

Breathtaking sunsets are made of these.

the beach,
coconut trees,
clear skies,
the sun,

Bantayan Island

Thursday, June 9, 2011

Black, gray and white summer.

Identifying colors is definitely not one of my strongest fortes. Since I-don't-know-when, my ability to recognize some of the most basic colors just switched off. Blues have become violets, browns became reds, even grays to pink! For someone who's obsessed with art, I guess you can call this bad luck a curse. Yes, I am color blind (there are exceptions of course). Ask me what my favorite colors are and i'll answer- black, gray and white! Are these even considered colors? LOL Anyways, I did some experimenting when I took these photos of my good friend, Fritz. Hope you like them!

model: fritz
photography: archer
locale: bantayan sland
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