Here’s a quick one before the regular run of posts. I bought these lovely boots at Payless a few days ago for 60% off at Php1176 and they fit PERFECTLY on that day and to think I’d been walking around the mall the whole day before fitting them. My feet are unpredictable though, two days after I bought them my feet expanded to a size 7 (geez and I’m not even pregnant) and these size 6 boots no longer fit me and they are non-exchangeable since they were a sale item. The finish is faux suede I believe and shine free which lessens any “costume-y” cowgirl side effects most girls fear they might get when wearing boots like these. They’re a loose leg fit and the sole has medium arch and ankle support. I like them, I’m thrilled with my size sevens, but now I have two pairs of boots.
To make a long story short I bought the size 7 boots in the same style and am now selling these size 6 boots for Php1180 (para la nang barya original price was Php2950) to anyone interested to cut my losses. I’ve only worn them 3x, once when I fit them at Payless shoe store and twice when I got home to check if they really fit. Any of you ladies interested? Sale offer within Metro Manila only. Payment possible via Paypal, bank deposit, or cash upon meetups within Makati or Alabang accepted, for Metro Manila delivery buyer pays minimum of Php60-70 shipping fee. Tweet me a DM at @blessmybag or email me at probinsiyana(at)gmail(dot)com. First come first serve.
I wrote this on my Facebook wall 2 minutes after my birthday yesterday was over: “With every single thing I think I’m not God sees a thread worth weaving into my life tapestry. Today was one of the simplest yet most meaningful birthdays ever. It’s funny how when you age more in a certain way you expect less. I didn’t expect to feel the way I did today…I felt way younger than I actually am today and I haven’t felt the youth in my spirit hop and skip in a really long time. I’m glad it did today. Thank you, Lord.”
I’m 29 but a lot of people I meet still think I’m in college or a fresh graduate or on odd occasions my 15 year old brother’s date lol! “What’s the secret?” lots of them ask, and all I can answer is a mix of cosmic genes does help but ultimately I truly believe that a commitment to Spiritual purity I made when I was in high school that I’ve fought, nearly broken, but fought to stick by has made an enormous difference. Purity in Spirit manifests itself in the physical realm and I’m nowhere perfect (take for example my constant failure to begin a fitness regimen) but Jesus helps me everyday with any weakness I might have and I’ll get stronger if I choose to. I do fight for purity in a lifestyle that everyone sees. I’ve offended people, I’ve been honest, I’ve made people uncomfortable without meaning to do so (I’ve said this before lol sirang plaka) and it’s been hard especially in the past two years. What I fight against is the belief that a balance of good and bad is what keeps you happy and gives you excitement and an enjoyable life. For me the best example is this, when you double dip chips into dip…nothing happens immediately to the dipping sauce but it begins to fester from the bacteria of saliva, no matter how little may have contaminated it once its been put away right “No Double Dipping”. It’s God in all this who makes where I am and who I strive to be a reality. Spiritual Purity is one of the best anti-aging secrets I believe in and only Jesus makes it possible. Thank you, Lord, for saving me not once, but everyday that I live. My 29th year is going to be a blast and the best is yet to come.
I’ve not begun typing in order to condemn the use of rabbits, eggs, ducklings, or chicks this Easter Sunday. In my book they’re acceptable for fun as long as they defer and not overtake the true celebration of Easter rather than become a distraction, besides, I love chicks, I had a yellow chick named Jack once. I have a fond memory of Resurrection Sunday in my mind right now. There was a time when I was about 4 or 5 years old and we spent Holy Week with my mother’s clan at a relative’s beach resthouse in Tali Beach, Batangas. At the crack of dawn on Easter morning I woke up alone on my mattress after a few days already at the beach to the sound of either my mom or aunt’s voice wide awake outside shouting “Hallelujah, Jesus is Alive!!” even before the rooster crowed I believe. That erased what would’ve been the common urge in mind to greet people “Happy Easter”. We also had a Grand Easter egg hunt that day made of beautifully painted real chicken eggs done by a lot of us, no plastic eggs and they were hidden in hard to find places around the beach house. We used white crayons on the eggs first to make our designs or patterns, then when the eggs were dipped in dye the patterns in crayon would resist the dye and you had a subtractive design. Here’s a photo of one similar summer but I think this wasn’t the same trip that formed the memory, this was around 1 or 2 years later but also in Tali, in another friend’s house. Uh, that’s me on the left edge of the photo and beside me is my first (as in first) cousin Paolo, Tito Gary’s eldest son, Tita Donna and Tito Anthony are behind us.
22 “For as in Adam all die, even so in Christ all shall be made alive.”
“I once was lost, but now am found, I once was lost, but now am found, I once was blind but You touched me, I once was blind but now I see…and now my lifesong sings…” –Casting Crowns
It was that song around 3 years ago that gripped me from a video my cousin, Paolo, edited of the Walkway activity. The melody has forever been in my heart as far as I can remember since the CS’ Walkway Stations of the Cross installation began. The young people of Church Simplified, a Christian church, put faith into practice by providing an installation per station coupled with an activity that aids in reflecting inwardly and Spiritually.
This is my Dad at the 7th Station carrying what represents an actual cross during the time of Jesus. There’s no self-mutilation involved because God wouldn’t want that, we are not worthy of penance, this was only an activity in order to understand the weight that Jesus carried. Yesterday was Palm Sunday, Holy Week has officially begun. We bought a couple of shirts from the booth at the end, and the lovely Patty Laurel of Da Patty Laurel Blog assisted me when I paid for my shirts plus a lovely music CD of compiled music by different CS supporters like Julianne, Paolo V., Jay Enrile, Jay Durias and more.
It doesn’t matter who you are, where you’re at, or what you’ve done, the opportunity to walk with Christ and open your heart is there for everyone. The stations outline step by step the path that Jesus took to resurrect the broken, the lost, the kidnapped, and the abused. If you’re interested to participate or even just see the Stations of the Cross exhibit, head on over to Bonifacio High Street at Fort. The first station is nearby Fully Booked. For more information check out Church Simplified.
Hi, as some of you may have read on Twitter, I was swamped with a 2-turned-3 day shoot beginning Wednesday which was a wonderfully HUGE project (I went home for 6 hours to change on the 2nd day before going back in the afternoon) and the Monday before that I also had a TVC shoot with a different director that ended at 1am. No TVC details for both because of confidentiality, both projects were fun but I was really happy to be very busy on the big project as well. On set I worked as an MUA on the same project team as Jigs Mayuga except he worked on the lead talents and I worked with my partner hairstylist, Eddie Mar Cabiltes on the staggering number of support talents (staggering for two stylists). Wardrobe stylists who worked with us were Mara Reyes and Jenni Epperson. For two and a half days I had about 6 hours worth of sleep and only God knows how many hours standing up for makeovers and retouches. At one point but only for a moment, because there were so many support talents I felt like doing this to them instead…
Of course there were “side effects” to being busy. I’m sure Neutrogena readers are particularly peeved that I haven’t posted my final pledge post for the BB cream challenge and those who joined the Summer Retweet Giveaway are just antsy to know who won. I will, believe me, I will post all these I just need a moment to breathe, Dears. After the last day of the shoot yesterday, don’t say “Yuck”, after having eaten a big late lunch at 3pm WITHOUT CHANGING CLOTHES OR REMOVING MY EYELINER I crashed on my bed at 4pm and woke up TODAY at 630am still in my jeans…that’s like 14.5 hours of sleep and that’s how tired I was. It happens. In spite of all the whimsical shoot chaos I had sooooo much fun. You’ll have to forgive me though I was too focused on my work to take behind the scenes photos for that one big project. I’ll ask other people to supply me with some photos once the commercial airs.
A parade of reviews is a fun feat but can get tiring for a blogger and it’s great to have an ice breaker once in awhile. I do have a product review today but first I’d like my readers to know a little more about me because I do think I am a little strange but by grace still wonderful in God’s eyes. Hehe, here are a few things about me that might surprise you.
IN U.P. College of Fine Arts Student #99-06031 (in white) beside me Mark Nicdao, I see Abby Frias, Aileen Lanuza, Genesis Buensuceso, Jake Salvador, Anna “Maki” Maquiling, Film Prof. Cesar Hernando and others…
1. I was named after my paternal grandmother, Julieta, and the movie, “Julia” starring Vanessa Redgrave and Jane Fonda. It’s noble but depressing, don’t watch it.
2. I live in Calamba, Laguna, but work mainly in Metro Manila since I’m a freelancer, my shoot schedule is irregular. If I have no shoot, I stay home mostly to save money, cuddle my pets, read, and blog.
3. I’m a U.P. Fine Arts graduate, and in spite of being busy with extra-curricular work after class as a University council member I graduated with Cum Laude Honors. I’m proud of my alma mater and I’m proud to say I did well, that’s for you, Lolo. I also digitally painted for awhile in Photoshop when a friend who is now in ILM/Lucasfilms SG taught me. When I was bored at work before I did it a lot, it’s just that I stopped when I got too busy. (drawn with Wacom and Photoshop)
4. I once spent a lot of time with University activists after class. I hesitate to say that I became one, because I wasn’t as fully committed, but I did stand in heavy rain in a shirt, shorts and pair of slippers right in front of the U.S. Embassy police who had shields and sticks, when I say right in front I mean the shield was right in my face. If I believe in something, I’m not afraid…but ok yea, I was a bit nervous. I then ran to a nearby restaurant with a friend, we removed our clothes and used their hand dryer to get them dry.
5. I’m Kapampangan at heart and I’ll eat almost anything, as long as it isn’t alive, thanks to Lolo who stuck all sorts of things into my mouth as the eldest apo. Guys that I’ve dated in the past love this about me, they bring me almost anywhere and I’ll eat as much as them no matter what it is (but I’m slower than them), especially foods lots of people tend to stay away from. Burger pickles, ampalaya, isaw, kimchi, snails, liver, chicken hearts, chicken butts, chicken feet, durian, kamias, papaitan, frogs legs, camaro (inadobong locusts/crickets), tripe, ox brain, goat head soup, steamed vegetables, tomato juice, vegetable juice (V8) you name it I’m game to eat and I lack poise at the table. I also like normal food in addition to all that and I’m not picky with any form of International cuisine.
6. I love animals but I’m not a vegetarian. I think cows are cute but I still like steak and leather bags.
7. I have a brother who will one day become a Philippine football Azkal and later on play for a FIFA recognized club. He’s currently in the Kaya Elite training pool, a junior reserve of the UFL league in which Aly Borromeo plays. Aly Borromeo was my elementary classmate.
8. I’m still healing from the breakup of a passionate, previous relationship that lasted almost 3 years…we’re civil,but I believe I’m better and am slowly moving on.
9. Lots of people in my lifetime, ever since grade school, have tried pushing my buttons because I have the face of someone young with no fight in them, but I’m a fighter, if they push my buttons, I’ll be dedma the first time, if they do it again I’ll sprain the fingers they pushed them with. If I get backstabbed, which has happened, I won’t backstab for revenge that’s cheap, it’s either I’ll shut up or I’ll find them personally and confront them civilly, open-mindedly, and unarmed. I’m also a good “prosecutor” and I’ve written some really good formal complaint/grievance letters for friends who’ve asked me to. Once upon a time in 3rd Grade a group of boys chased me all over the school grounds making fun of me because i was in a dress. They wouldn’t stop. I picked up a rock, one of them said “Throw it, go ahead and throw it!” and the other boys said the same and I did, it hit him on the cheekbone, he cried, it may sound like justice was served but NO, I wasn’t proud that I did that, I was shocked. Got sent to the principal’s office but I was excused when the real story surfaced. That was the only fight I ever had in school that was addressed by the principal. Mom got angry and said I should have been punished not excused because I did not control my temper.
10. I’m a born-again Christian and my belief is to live Christ’s example more than preach it, but of course out of the mouth flows that which is in the heart so I shouldn’t just do, I should also obviously share and not be quiet. I’ve made lots of people uncomfortable in the past, not on purpose, by just being myself, but it’s cool because I have peace.
My living grandparents on my mother’s side have been married to each other for over 50 years and still have a lot of spark in them.
They’re not perfect, but they had 9 wonderful kids, (mom’s the one with long hair, rightmost…she’s the eldest)
…and those 9 got married and had 28 of us.
Lolo and Lola’s love for each other isn’t perfect either, but it’s there, there’s God, and that’s what matters. With my grandparents you don’t need a magnifying glass to be able to see the love they have even though they have been through many, many, MANY struggles as a couple. I took these photos with my phone but the picture quality doesn’t diminish the love it captures. While watching TV my lolo was holding lolas hand and caressing her fingers while at it.
I’ll be 29 this year and I’m not yet married, but I know I’m willing to wait for a kind of love that lasts just like this. Remember this bittersweet clip from Pixar’s UP? Karl and Ellie gave me hope and there are many love stories like this that aren’t as tragic.
I do make it my business to know what the Pantone color of the year is, I would be unwise if I didn’t, but I personally find it too contrived to go out and find pieces in the declared color just so I get to wear what a certain authority says is the color to wear. I take every trend with a grain of salt and only jump at it if it really draws me in at that moment, if it’s absolutely my type, and if it really flatters me. If it doesn’t, it doesn’t, even though Pantone says so and I don’t know if it’s self-righteousness or just plain apathy, I don’t mean to but I cringe inwardly if someone were to blurt out to me that something is good because it’s the color of the year with a kind of like “I know so, did you…” vibe. Which is why I don’t think I can be a proper fashion blogger, I’m a bit of a trend snob and if ever I personally forecast what I think will be looking good in the months to come, I’d rather not share with the world what I think, when it comes to clothes. I do know I wear my clothes well and have even gotten compliments on occasion. I’m an art snob when it comes to people telling me what color to wear, but I won’t ever snub someone’s professional opinion, I am flattered to say that celebrity stylist Michael Salientes really loved what I was wearing the last time I saw him, it included my Stella McCartney for Adidas shrug/baby cardigan. In that sense I bask in the joy of style from time to time and I do appreciate quite a bit of beautiful apparel but I don’t care enough about the whole universe of fashion. I have a closet that I only like to fill with a certain amount, I probably go shopping for clothes 4-5x in a year now, and in my book if the average single clothing piece lasts 3-4 years if you use it often that’s still A LOT of clothes shopping in my book. FYI, I didn’t draw this, I found this on this blog wereonlyyoung-once.tumblr.com.
I like how sketches like these though tend to rock my boat and make me think more fondly of the possibilities with Tangerine Tango, Pantone’s declared color for 2012. Don’t worry, I don’t stare at people wearing tangerine tango and inwardly point “HAHA Color of the year ha…”, I note it but don’t MIND it, it’s a lovely color, just don’t rub it in my face that Pantone said so and we can be friends. I’d rather stare at this pretty sketch I found on a random blog because anyway red orange is rubbish on me (except as a nail color) and I don’t have jet black or blonde hair to suit it.
Putting up photos of my cat, Cloud, always seems to put people in a good mood. I have a new one today. A few weeks back she was chewing on my hand. I thought I’d get creative with it.
If you want to see Cloud in action, here’s a short video of her. If you film her for too long she gets prickly, as most celebrities tend to when running from the paparazzi.
On March 11, 2012 it will have been one year since Japan wept as one because of the destructive tsunami that followed the 9.0 Tohoko Earthquake. It was the most powerful earthquake ever recorded to hit Japan. Miyagi, Sendai was the only place in Japan I went to as a student ambassador, I lived with them, I had a Miyagi shirt with me and we caught fish in nets along the same coast if I’m not mistaken that nearly swallowed the entire city. It gripped my heart to see these people suffer while knowing also that I am part of them since I have a Japanese great grandmother.
“Even when a flower falls, we love it. That is the heart of a Japanese person.”
UK Film Director, Lucy Walker put out a tender short film in the few months that followed the disaster, she instead chose to craft a film that focused on highlighting Japan’s resilient beauty amidst tragedy. Mom was trying to share this with me via email and I kept receiving it while on the go in my phone inbox but overlooking it. I know now why she kept urging me to watch it. Pull your tissue box near you and watch this short but relevant and hopeful film which I embedded below, The Tsunami and the Cherry Blossoms. The film is now a 2012 Academy Award nominee for Documentary (short subject).
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