I remember back when I was in fashion school, I have this classmate who has the cutest and gorgeous illustrations (think flapper-esque girls in feminine and elegant frocks) in her portfolio. She sure inspired me in many ways and it was such a breather to meet someone as sweet and nice as her. She was very generous, always willing to lend a hand and so patient in teaching.
8th Mega YDC winner: Vanessa Ang
Her work are as pretty as always.
Congratulations Van! You deserve it.
Photos taken from Mega Magazine
Monday, March 30, 2009
Friday, March 27, 2009
Geeks Galore
I've been obsessing about these nerdy 50's or 60's eyewear lately. In fact during our little trip in Bangkok, it was one of those items that was on my shopping list.
Inspired by these fashionable ladies and gents ....
I know, i know, haha...at least I can make a fool of myself.
and Paulo in the middle of Siam Center...
Photos taken from The Sartorialist & Garance Dore
Inspired by these fashionable ladies and gents ....
I know, i know, haha...at least I can make a fool of myself.
and Paulo in the middle of Siam Center...
Photos taken from The Sartorialist & Garance Dore
Wednesday, March 25, 2009
Crayon Rings
Thursday, March 19, 2009
In the Reel: Vicky Christina Barcelona
Nursing my fever, my sister and I had the whole day to bum around and go on a movie-marathon. Checking the movie list, my sister and I ran through the choices.
Me: Who's in here? (Pointing to the DVD)
Sister: Oh, that's Scarlett Johansson and Penelope Cruz' film and that guy from Grey's Anatomy.
Me: Huh?
Sister: Danny Duquette (laughs)
Me: Oh...
Sister: Ano ka ba, you don't know that? They won awards kaya for this.
Me: Ah ok, sige go!
Traveling through the streets of Barcelona, experiencing Catalan culture and the art scene is really the first thing that interest me in this film. The story revolves around friends Vicky and Christina in Barcelona, V for an in-depth study of Catalan culture for her postgrad studies, and C to get over her ex. Both characters exhibit contrasting personalities with straight and stiff V and free-spirited C crossing paths with artist J who both got girls smitten over him (J previously married to unstable Penelope).
What I like about the film is how they tackled human nature's precedence over monogamy (sexual orientation is not the issue here) despite the orientation and nature of C's character. Being an artist, C's character was expected to go outside what is expected of human relationships, yet in the end the yearning and feeling of having a "normal" relationship, prevailed. Whereas, refined V who is the epitome of perfection (fiancee, marriage, career), finds herself torn between an affair with J or staying with her fiancee Mr. Stepford (hehe).
And so was the infamous never-happened threesome...
Monday, March 16, 2009
2nd Day
Thursday, March 12, 2009
First Day
And so the trip finally came!Flying TG has been our number one choice as I've had numerous bad experience from other carriers. I wanted P to experience Thailand in all its sense and flying with their flag carrier is the perfect way to start our holiday. Everything went fairly well, except the fact that P slept and felt nauseous all the way. Plane food again with TG was perfect! I enjoyed every bit of it (except my dessert), but P's remained untouched, with a barf bag already prepared on his side.
Waiting to board at NAIA Terminal 1
Obviously P still not nauseous at this time.
We landed at BKK's Suvarnabhumi Airport past 10, and boy the new airport (before it was Don Muang Airport)was huge and beautiful. Tired and sleepy, I didn't get to really look around as we hurried to the door to meet our guide. At first, we had a had a hard time looking for our names, amidst the pool of bond papers and placards posted along the gates. But as we were about to exit Gate 6, I noticed P's name taped on the other side (no wonder we weren't able to see it!), and alas the guide(which I honestly cannot tell up to now if the guide is a he/she) who ushered us to the side to wait.
The trip from the airport to our hotel was endless. Although I wanted to see and feel the city and recognize the few things that still remind me of my trips there years before, I was too sleepy and tired. Me and P holed in one side of the van and took a nap.
I cannot tell how long the trip was, maybe an hour and a half or two, as traffic was really really bad in BKK (worse the Manila). Days after we learned, that Friday (our first day), was the worse traffic BKK experienced.
As soon as we got to the hotel, it was already past 1, and happily, we were able to check in in less than 10 minutes. Whew, I hurriedly took a quick shower, my pj's on and off to dream land, looking forward to the next day's itinerary.
Waiting to board at NAIA Terminal 1
Obviously P still not nauseous at this time.
We landed at BKK's Suvarnabhumi Airport past 10, and boy the new airport (before it was Don Muang Airport)was huge and beautiful. Tired and sleepy, I didn't get to really look around as we hurried to the door to meet our guide. At first, we had a had a hard time looking for our names, amidst the pool of bond papers and placards posted along the gates. But as we were about to exit Gate 6, I noticed P's name taped on the other side (no wonder we weren't able to see it!), and alas the guide(which I honestly cannot tell up to now if the guide is a he/she) who ushered us to the side to wait.
The trip from the airport to our hotel was endless. Although I wanted to see and feel the city and recognize the few things that still remind me of my trips there years before, I was too sleepy and tired. Me and P holed in one side of the van and took a nap.
I cannot tell how long the trip was, maybe an hour and a half or two, as traffic was really really bad in BKK (worse the Manila). Days after we learned, that Friday (our first day), was the worse traffic BKK experienced.
As soon as we got to the hotel, it was already past 1, and happily, we were able to check in in less than 10 minutes. Whew, I hurriedly took a quick shower, my pj's on and off to dream land, looking forward to the next day's itinerary.
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