There are three things that I think of every single day: death, him, and poetry.
27 November 2013
24 November 2013
20 November 2013
|With Ronald Baytan|
It's my fear of questions like, 'How are you?' and 'What have you been up to?' at work. For I take it as my duty to report nothing but good news. But then I'm missing the whole point of having a conversation—with someone wise and kind.
So it was a delightful surprise when he nonchalantly shared that he wasn't happy with his life. It may not be fair to indirectly quote him and subject him to misinterpretation, but what I'm trying to say is I have to learn to be honest with my friends like they are with me. Trust them.
Because despite all the adventures in the world, at the end of the day, all I want is the exhilaration of an honest conversation.
17 November 2013
|House of Serafina's (clockwise from left) bangles and filigree cuffs,|
tampipi filigree clutch, and bamboo filigree bag
Subtlety is a ruse anyway. It's the best accessory, if not armor, a lady can wear. That is at least how I interpret 'angel with an edge'—what Serafina stands for.
|(L) Preview and trunk show;|
(R) With Cristina Gomez
I feel so privileged and humbled to be part of the House of Serafina launch last Thursday. The creations are lovely, but more so are the founders. They deserve a shout-out, so thank you and a big congratulations to Cristina and Arlu Gomez and Anthony Cospito. I wish them an overflow of inspiration and support to continue doing what they do.
*Photos by my sister
**Update: I wrote thoroughly about House of Serafina on The Philippine STAR's Prestige section last December 22. Pardon the error, though — It's of course 'follow' @serafinagirl on Twitter and Instagram.
13 November 2013
|My new pocket notebook|
|Something heavy for me|
Two people I admire and have not been in touch with for a long time sent me a message. One is a professor telling me that he misses me and the other an acquaintance I struck up this year inviting me to her special party. At least there's proof that, with the former, I made a mark in someone's life and, with the latter, that I made an impression. I'm very happy and proud of myself. But most of all, I am extremely excited to meet these human beings once again that I couldn't sleep the other night—I was singing songs that everyone's probably forgotten about in my head.
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