Wedding march

With both my sibling's wedding preparations under way (none of which I know nothing much about), I'm left wondering whether being left alone at home with my folks is a good thing or not. Rico shared this video in his Twitter (aka the new Facebook, according to me) of an interesting way on how the entourage should march down the aisle. If this happened in both weddings, my parents (and probably some of their guests) would probably flip. Or maybe not.

Powerless

My tube of superglue always disappears when I need it the most. I guess that means I can't stare at my Twitter tonight.

It's A Good Thing: Beabi

With the recession looming over everybody all over the world - well, except the Arabs and Russians who have been splurging on super yachts, artwork at Basel, ostrich egg-sized diamonds, and customized Airbus 380s - living a more frugal lifestyle makes more sense. After all, do you really need all that excess now?

In this sorta-almost hard knock of a life, it's always good to come across a store that sells quality shnazzle at very affordable prices.

Tucked away in an aisle in the ground level of Greenbelt 5 (it's near Marks & Sparks and Raoul) lies yet an "undiscovered" treasure trove of practical things.

At first glance, Beabi may appear like a section of Muji, what with all the little pouches, bags, and atomizers that the Japanese brand peddles until you notice that the merchandise comes in more colours other than Muji's typical black, grey, and white that you realize it isn't.

Paolo spied this sturdy looking black tote (a steal at P1,295) that has several pockets on the outside and even more in the inside.

It even has a removable divider so that the stuff you dump inside still gives you an inkling that you're an organized person. It ain't a Louis Vuitton Tadao but it still does the trick!

Beiba also sells little mesh pouches, travel toiletry sacks, light totes, coin purses, and wallets.

L-ugh-gage

In Air Babylon, Imogen Edwards-Jones wrote about an expose about well, the airline industry - dishing out what happens behind that check in counter, up in the air, and while you are sleeping in your seat.

Cops in JFK did a lil expose on their own when they decided to spy on whether airport staff snooped around other people's luggage or not. What they discovered wasn't entirely shocking (they obviously have not heard of Manila's airport crew). Two jerks were caught stealing a laptop and a cellphone from a luggage planted by the cops. As if that wasn't bad enough, they even switched tags with other pieces of luggage. I mean, cmon, something as big as a laptop just CANNOT go bermuda triangle on you. Why do they even bother stealing other people's shnazz? Are they poor? (Did I hear someone say yes?)

Airlines should hold their own crew responsible for the luggage of their passengers. Plane tickets don't grow on trees, ya know. Well, unless you're high up in the media food chain, have loads of moolah, or are travelling on a sponsored trip.

It's just like mall carparks - they should be held responsible for any damage/theft done inside the parking premises. I don't see the point in paying for fake security.

Goodness Gracious

We all know that sometimes life just sucks. But despite all the shnazzy things that happen to you in a year, month, week, day, or hour, there's always something that is bound to pop up and make you realize that life really ain't all that bad.

This entry is to introduce a new section called It's A Good Thing. It won't be about frustrating topics like how everyone is suddenly now a fan of Michael Jackson or the traffic snaking down the SLEX because those are never a good thing.

It's A Good Thing was inspired from the Queen of Obsessive Compulsiveness, Entertaining, Cooking, and Other Domestic Stuff aka Martha Stewart who used to always end her shows with her showing something useful or practical. `Cause, hey, at this world where you're pretty much surrounded by idiots, it's comforting to know that there's a smart idea or two out there for you to smile about.

I spotted my first Good Thing when I was coasting along EDSA (and avoiding every pothole) last night. It's never good to go to bed either hungry or with an empty stomach. Fastfood was too unhealthy for a really late night meal and Mini Stop and 7-11 doesn't exactly offer belly busting meals. It was the sign of Pan de Manila all lit up that made my tummy rejoice.

At Pan de Manila, you can enjoy a wide range of bread made the traditional way—baked inside a brick-oven. The result is soft, chewy goodness in a crusty shell. Aside from bread (spanish bread, ensaymada, pan de coco, loaves), they also sell a variety of jam (mango, coco, guava, triple berry), spreads (peanut butter), and bottled sardines at really affordable prices. Pan de Manila is open 24 hours so you can head there anytime you need a lil filler for the belly. It's a good thing.

Things that make you go Huh

Alexander isaQueen's Fall/Winter 2010 Menswear, Velcro Bustier.

Yes, this is a guy. And I spotted him walking along Tordesillas earlier, probably

werking it. werk.

The gayest billboard on the strip of EDSA. They recently changed it - to

what Paolo said - something even more gay (as if the "frantic fuschia" wasn't enough).

I think this could have worked if it was Raymond instead.

In da club - of St. James the Great in Alabang

First position in ballet - The balls of the feet are turned out completely.

The heels touch each other and the feet face outward, trying to form a straight line.

Apparently, he needs more practice. Lisa Macuja ain't going to be happy.

Blazed

Sometimes I wish climate in Manila was like San Francisco where its perpetually cool so I can wear blazers all day long. For Dior Homme's Spring/Summer 2010 Collection, Kris Van Assche makes it a lil more bearable to don a jacket with this sheer blazer. I wonder if Silk Cocoon can do something like this. Check out the entire collection here.

Traffic advisory

When I was still in college, my best friend Liana would call the SLEX, the south "suffer" highway because traffic was always bad, no matter what time it was. 10 years after, the traffic condition is still the same. Last week, I told Paolo that there should be a channel that shows traffic updates all over the metro. But being the text capital of the world, its only but natural to get updates not on the boob tube but on our phones:

To everyone passing the SLEX on a daily basis just text "OK" to 09065420734 for Globe, 09232335253 for Sun, and 09287829222 for Smart.

Too bad for those living in the north, the updates will only cover the traffic condition from Magallanes to Alabang.

Speechless

Jackson is dead

My very first cassette tape was Michael Jackson's Dangerous. I must have played it one too many times because my Dad started liking Heal the World.

When the Gloved One came to Manila, I wasn't really able to watch the concert but went to the grounds (sometime in between Algeb101 and Comm Skills01) and bought a shirt and one of those huge song book things. I stopped following his career after that because my musical tastes changed and I was no longer into high pitched, heeeeing and awwwwwing. Plus, I had a classmate in high school who claimed she met him AND Janet Jackson for her birthday. Her obsession with Michael was bordering insanity. I found it weird ergo, anything that had to do with that was instantly the strangest thing ever. Like how seeing an aged oompa loompa in Transformers 2 was really weird.

It's kinda sad to wake up to the news of Michael Jackson's passing. According to CNN, he was rushed to an LA hospital, went into a coma, then croaked. He was half a century old. But with the amount of plastic surgery he's had done, I doubt he's really that age. haha

I wonder what the wake and tributes will be like. And if his kids can finally walk around town mask-less.