Maricar Reyes for RDS I styled. Doc Marlon, @juansarte @sukisalvador @santiagoraymond (Taken with instagram)
Spending the first minutes of this day with my sister, brothers and love. (Taken with instagram)
exaggeration aside, the label “mid-20’s” is really scary.
all I wanna do is to spend time with my family and friends and watch modern family, 90210, gossip girl, revenge, america’s next top model (seriously, spoilers, I hatechu all) and 2 broke girls.
CHALK November 2011
Photographer: Lyka Orhel
Styling: Myrrh Lao To
Make-up: Omar Ermita
Hair: Vianney Guese
Model: Alisa - ELITE
I was only able to do 2 days during the recent Philippine Fashion Week. The thing is, some weeks just do get quite too busy - even busier than other typical weeks.
I did only 2 shows (hihihi, sorry!) to support 2 of my friends.
Friday night was for the Oxygen show being styled by one of my good friends Eds Cabral.
Saturday was spent for one of my work batchmates and another close friend, Cit-Cit Sioson who styled the Ramp.
Thanks to Anton Aguila for the photos! :)
For some, or many of you, our job has no essence of work and creativity at all. Yes it may seem all glamorous and easy, but to tell you honestly, it is always a series of detailed tasks which are in no way painless and superficial.
I, for one, am (and will forever be) thankful for all the things I have learned from my mentor, Pam Quinones. When I was new at this, I can frankly say I only had the idea of glitz and fabulous in my mind until the day I realized that it was (and is) indeed a work that’s always, always, ALWAYS in progress. Although I am far from being a popular super-stylist (not one of my goals, sorry!), meeting and being surrounded by all these creative minds (designers, photographers, models, make-up artists, hairstylists, celebrities, agencies, production houses) who always make it a point to push limits is more than enough for me to be keeping and treasuring this job.
Is it safe to say that it’s just a job? Yes. But in my case, I just happen to love every bit of joy and pain I have and will get from it.
So next time you conclude that it’s easy, worthless and all fun, think again. IMO the key to free yourself from branding chaka names to others is to love and be comfortable with what you have while finding peace in it.
Photographer: BJ Pascual
Styling: Myrrh Lao To
Make-up: Lilian Yeung
Hair: Jay Wee
Models: Marianna & Wanessa
Day 2 was bright and shiny and super hot!
hence, the shades…
…and the free-sleeve tops. (pagbigyan na!)
we spent the whole day roaming around Bangkok’s high-end, REAL malls.
I crush this jacket from Zara even though it is super probable that we have the same pieces here, I tried it on, plus it looks good with my ‘platunam’ scarf, ‘di ba? NO? Just me? Ok.
We went to Geysorn, Central and Paragon just to
drool at most times look at beautiful things.
…like when Em finally met Mario Maurer
…so we celebrated through a Burger King feast (I know, non-thai food, AGAIN!)
Across Paragon was Siam Square where they housed a monstrous collection of Jeffrey Campbell’s. Ladies and Gentlemen, I give you the most comfortable booties I have ever slipped my dinosaur feet into. Look, I can even float in them! (do not direct your attention to my pissed boyfriend behind me who’s trying on grand daddy shoesies, bagay talaga kaming magjowa)
more men’s shoes. I wish I had all the Thai Baht in the world, bibilhin ko lahat ‘to.
when we reached home, my feet were literally throbbing because of the mile-walking we did. But I didn’t let that pull my spirits down! We still managed to do a home-made video (which will remanil PRIVATE! haha)…
…and make time for me to savor the moment of finally getting my Savage Beauty, Alexander McQueen book.
Exactly a week ago, Manila was set within the scope of a super typhoon. One would never expect anyone in the metro to be excited for anything at all – well, except for a plump gay boy who will never let anyone rain (literally and figuratively) on his parade. So on we went to our Thai journey even though the storm was the harshest we have ever experienced.
Boarding the 2:50 PM flight was the only validation I got that hey, this trip is pushing through after all! Amidst all the misfortunes that somehow tried to make us give up on this trip concerning two of the original 7 heads flying down west (Angela’s expired passport and Kate’s decision of staying behind for Mari), we still managed to make bad luck skip a little bit of our lives (after supernova turbulence) and land safely as pretend-royalties in Bangkok.
When we got there, funny thing is, the first thing we had was McDonald’s. Don’t even bother asking why I had chicken wings. We just ate there.
We checked in this small but nice pension house hotel and we met the funniest front desk person ever named, Ef-Ef. He was really helpful in aspects like showing us where to go…
…and keeping Em well-attended.
One of the best things we had in Bangkok was the crispy bacon they served during breakfast - everyday we prayed to Buddha made a wish that they’d serve a plate full of bacon, no eggs, salad ham not even the chaka sausage.
Bangkok is really full of irony. During the first day, we had lunch in a Chinese restaurant (Okay, we had to adjust to some members who didn’t want Thai food AT ALL)
Ice-cold Coke in Bangkok is amazing.
Chinese food weren’t bad at all, but you see, we’re in Thailand…
and finally… TOM fucking YUM!!!!!
After Day 1 lunch, we ‘desserted’ at Swensen’s (I am sooo craving for this right now!)
then we went to platinum - 7 floors of
heaven cheap clothes, fabulously cheap accessories, ridiculously cheap shoes, cheap thrills!
After the fatal walking, we dinnered at this super yum restaurant called Sizzlers. Unlimited soup, dessert and salad, FTW!
Day 2 on a separate post! :)