So I thought...

I wanted this...

                                                    Levi's Type One Bootcut

And then I saw these... *drools*

                     YSL Trib Two Booties (or its knock-off: Bebe Tyra Croco Ankle Bootie)

But then I was like, "Whoa, I totally gotta have this..."

                                              Smashbox Photo Finish Primer

Then again, I kinda thought this would be even cooler...

                                             Browhaus Brow Rejuvenation

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But then I found this...

                                         
And I figured...

There ain't nothin' more that I need... or could ever want.

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Ok... no. I still want those things above. Hahahahaha! I'm just saying. Being able to own memories like that (the aforementioned image being one crazy night at Bureau with my own boyfriend trying to choke me with a bottle of tequila) and laughing at the sight of it (Hell, I don't even remember taking that photo) is all my heart needs to be happy.

More more more of those, I say! Fun, funny, ridiculous. Yeah. I want more of the ridiculous. (Just less of the tequila, though. =)

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Just 24 more days y'all. =)

My heart is in Athens.

I once asked our editor-in-chief what made her choose to marry her husband.

“He wrote me love letters,” she replied.

And she keeps them all in a safe deposit box.

 

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This letter was given to me yesterday before he left, with the instructions READ ME EVERYDAY UNTIL PAO COMES HOME. (and because no one writes love letters on Cattleya sheets anymore…)

 

11/25/2010

To my dearest Michelle,

                Happy 13^th month anniversary.  I’ve always told you that I spend each day thinking about you, of how to love you more, and how my every move is done with your inspiration. Let me tell you now, and this is something that struck me w/ brute force this morning, that I can truthfully testify that I do fall in love w/ you each and every single day. I am in loving submission to you. I am in love with loving you. I see it as such an enriching way to spend my days, constantly amazed and excited at how we will love each other from the moment we wake up, until we slide back home into each other’s arms at the end of the day. You love me in the simplest, everyday ways. This is how I know my forever and my heart is safe with you, to be cradled and nurtured, even strengthened, by who you are. You are the one person I would like to hold, hear, talk to, and smile at in my best and worst times. The way I miss you, the way I thirst for you, the way I see you, and the way I adore you is like no other written in any novel or song. Because at the end of it all, you always make me smile. And that’s wonderful. That’s a keepsake. That’s perfect. You’re perfect. One day, I will look at the world, at people, and I know that our love has made a dent in the cold and calculating barriers of time and space. I know that I have found and achieved my greatest with you, and because of you. The feelings I have for you have not weakened nor waned. If anything, these are now reaching new heights while also meaning new depths. I love you now, more than ever. But I know that it’s just starting. We’re not even halfway there. And I am very, very excited. I am yours in thought, body, and soul. I will miss you dearly and promise to come home more in love with you.

<3 Paolo

Happy Thanksgiving!!!

Giving thanks to chicken breasts and mozzarella cheese, basil and mushrooms, olive oil and sauteed garlic in butter...

And of course, to a family who enjoys my cooking.

Happy Thanksgiving y'all.


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(Ok I kinda burned the mozzarella. Whatever. =)

One of the best lessons you will ever learn...

... is from Cinderella.

Oh, that clock! Old killjoy. I hear you. "Come on, get up," you say, "Time to start another day." Even he orders me around. Well, there's one thing. They can't order me to stop dreaming. And perhaps someday...

The dreams that I wish will come true.

Android

Upon overhearing a conversation between Chad (art director) and Francis (online editor) about whether to purchase a post-paid plan with a free Blackberry Curve or to simply buy a Blackberry Bold (minus the plan), I ask:

Michelle: So... what's an android?
Francis: (quizzical "are you serious" type look)
Michelle: Is it a robot?
Chad: (laughing) Ang cute mo!
Francis: Uhh, it's an operating system where you can put a lot of applications and other cool stuff.
Michelle: Like what?
Francis: Like games.
Michelle: Oh. So it's an operating system. I wanted a real android. Like... the robot.
(Then Francis gives me one of those "Aha! I have something awesome to show you" type looks and gets his iPhone 4.)
Francis: I have an application where when it hears a song, it can tell you the title. And. It shows you the lyrics. It's called "sound hound." (with matching triumphant goofy grin on his face)
Michelle: Ok so let's see. If I sing a song, it can guess the title and the lyrics? Let's try it.
(Francis turns it on and puts the phone near my mouth.)
Michelle: (in crummy, half-assed singing tone) "A few... stolen moments (half-laughs)... is all that we share. You've got your family and they need you there. Though I try to resist being last on your list..."
(The app stops listening and starts loading)
Michelle: I swear, if this f*cking thing guesses my song...
(On the screen: Saving All My Love For You... with lyrics)
Michelle and Chad (in unison): Whooooooooaaaaaaaa!!!
Michelle: Holy sh*t!

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Michelle: That is probably the most useless and most entertaining app ever.

On second thought, Team Slizzles might find this app useful in the next Music Trivia Night. *evil grin*

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Ok seriously, I didn't know what the android was until I asked. Hell, I never really cared about smartphones anyway. I'm happy with my sturdy N82, my mobile movies, pictures... and my perfect excuse to not push, receive, send any sort of work email when I'm out of the office.

(I'm such a neanderthal.)

Daughters...

                 For all of the things to be joyful about... this is what takes the cake.


One day, she will be too old... too smart... too mature... too cool for either me or Pao. But God how I am glad for this time now... where she's all about Snow White and Cinderella and Mulan (yes, Mulan) and giving me invisible "poison apples" to eat just so I can pretend to faint and die, just so she can pretend to be the prince, to wake me with true love's kiss.

***PS. for those with daughters, please introduce your child to all of the Disney Princess movies this Christmas. I mean, for all the Dora's and Bratz dolls of this world, the Mileys and the Keshas and the Taylors, nothing beats seeing your baby girl singing "Reflections" or "Some day my prince will come" or "A dream is a wish your heart makes."

Double. Down.

Pao and I finally got a whiff of the mythical KFC Double Down last Saturday.

It was probably one of the most stressful orders of my life.

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See, we drove to SM Fairview to meet the fam after which Pao and I left them (and Psyche) to make a dash to KFC. Of course, it was a weekend and lunch time so we knew our chances would be slim. I began to run up the escalator, leaving Pao slightly behind, took a quick glance at the overhead menu to see if there was a "sold out" sign across the picture of the double down (saw that there wasn't), and instinctively slid my way into the shortest-looking line.

I was the third person from the cashier... and just behind him, I saw about 4 of those red paper boxes that held those f*cking burgers. (My colleague has been bringing it in to work whenever he drops by his local KFC in Makati so I knew the packaging.) I was frikkin' itching in line. Then I saw there were only two and they weren't replenishing that sh*t so I began to panic. The lady in front of me was next and she ordered a fully-loaded meal to go and you'd think you were lucky enough to be behind someone with just ONE order but nooooooooooo....

We actually got the slowest KFC employee on earth.

(Ok maybe it was also because the other cashiers had a buddy who pre-prepared the orders while the cashier took them.)

But still.

I kept eyeing the two boxes just sitting there amidst the one-piece chickens and the mashed potatoes. There was even a point when one KFC employee took the two boxes and I turned to Pao and said, "Tangina wala na, nakuha na." and I swear, I was so ready to give up any poise and reservation to scream at the cashier "You are fucking slow!"... only for her to put them back.

It was as if some higher being was toying with my very fragile emotions.

And all the while, homeboy was taking his sweet ol' time fixing that fully-loaded up in a box.  Pao could sense my impatience so we began to call out to the manager who was supervising... a gay guy who looked and talked like he was managing a parlor rather than a fast-food joint (it was hilarious), and finally...

He took our orders... and gave us the very two boxes I'd been staring down like a Jedi for the past 15minutes I waited in line.

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Then we ate it and it really wasn't all that awesome (it WAS good but then again, Colonel Sanders' original recipe ANYTHING is good). Stupid hype. I shoulda just bought two original recipe breasts, taken em home, cooked some bacon, lathered it up with my own mozzarella cheese instead of the cheez whiz they use and eaten it with a cup of brown rice.

But the thrill of the chase was fun. =)

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So for those who still haven't tried the double down... I highly recommend you go out and SEARCH for it. Take a break from the mundane. =)