PEP-PY DAY, JEEZ!

le 27 mai 2008

16:25 / Makati, Philippines

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So far the day isn’t fucked up at all, except for the fact that my hanky literally flew from my hands to the railway in LRT2 Katipunan because I was frantically fanning my face (imagine the faces of the people around me who saw what happened, priceless hahaha I just give them a metallic snigger) and I’m running out of resources and payday is still a day away (I was forced to get 500 pesos from my savings, and it broke my heart because I promised not to touch it!).

But then again, as promised, I’m going to save up AFTER I get my wallet. Yehey! I’m gonna get a wallet, but not one but two! Okay, the first is a vintage monogram European checkbook and card holder (date code is 884AN - made in France April 1988, how cool is that?! I was just 3 years old at that time! It must have patina-ed like hell!) and the other one is a red Goyard pouch perfect for coins and/or my cellphone. I’m already sure that I’m gonna get the LV but still doubtful for the Goyard.

This is really the last time I’m gonna buy such things. PROMISE! I really, really promise (heard that Bryan Damasco? A promise is a promise! hahaha)

Anyway, I woke up quite earlier today because of all the hammering and tattering in our house. I went online and got an IM from Pio. He was the captain of our squad last year (and last year we got the crown back, Yay!) and a very close straight friend of mine. Since I dissociated myself from pep, he’s one of the few people to whome I’ve told this plan with. I was touched when he said earlier: “Musta ka na? Miss na miss na kita SOBRA!” (How are you? I really miss you a lot!) That is one of the coolest things I heard (or read) today. Though I’m not really keen to hear news about the squad et al, I can’t help but listen to his stories.

He asked me if I miss pep, I replied “I miss UP Pep Squad a lot!” which was an understatement, I miss pep so much that I’m aching inside hahaha I love pep, no doubt about it, but few more weeks/months/whatever, I’ll be back.

Then while we were talking, I received a text message from Coach Lala (she usually send messages to alumni as well if there are important things/events that might/would interest us hahaha). It was about rehearsals for the UAAP Opening (which, I assume, would be this July) as UP is the host this year. Jeez, I WOULD HAVE LOVED to be a part of this one, but rehearsals would be every night, and I work until 12am. Fat chance. Hahaha

But the thing is I still don’t know if I’ll be watching the opening. I just hope I’d be ready by that time.

And some members would be flying to JAPAN this Thursday!!! NOW I’M ENVIOUS!!! Wahahaha I still wish all the best for them as they totally rock, no doubt about it. Love them to pieces.

Anyway, I know everything would be fine. I can feel it. It might be gradual but I’m sure when that time comes, I’ll feel merveilleux. J’en suis sûr!

I already started saving, I finally got my bank account back (I just gave the money to Mama so that I’d no longer be going to the bank and no more ATMs).

xoxo

Bry Dee

YAY! THE BEST FIND EVER (FOR MY MOM DEFINITELY)

le 7 mai 2008

02:12 / Marikina, Philippines

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If this isn’t great, now, I don’t know the exact word!!!

The impulsive-buying bug bit me (hard) and voilà:

GUCCI is LOVE!!! lolz

I really love this particular bag because I think it’s perfect for Mama.

And to my sister who’s gonna graduate this Friday, congrats my Ate!

Love you so much ladies and Happy Mother’s Day!

xoxo

Bry Dee

UHMMM… WHATEVER

le 4 mai 2008

15:20 / Marikina, Philippines

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Before I turn this laptop off, I tried googling my name with ” “. To my surprise, these were the results:

First of all, I don’t know if I should be happy or who-knows-what with what I just saw, but definitely I’m not close to tears.
Second, let me set the record straight. You have this slight confusion with your Tagalog possessives. Yep, thanks to me and my effing patience, but it is NOT your print ad. Take yourself back to the time that this one is on the rough and honestly assess whatever it is that you did to contribute. If you want to give proper credit, tell it to your prof.
Third, super defense??? I remember you not being to enthusiastic defending this shit I made and you even herald you regret not winning the grand prize? Very likely. A real super defense should compliment the impeccable work I did. So do the math why it got just the second best.
Lastly, I don’t hate you still but at least try to be more careful.

What the fuck I’m talking about. Just blabbing before I sleep.

And I forgot to blog about how I bitch slapped my social climbing office mate. I fucking hate her like hell. I’ve tried to subdue my dark side for the past months, but thanks to you. The bitch is back.

xoxo

Bry Dee

HAPPY! SHA-LALA-LA!!!

le 3 mai 2008

11:44 / Marikina, Philippines

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We went swimming earlier today!!!

It was very nice seeing my classmates again! And the best part of all is we’re all done with college! Goodbye our beloved UP!!! It was nice learning those languages with you!!!

I went to Club Manila East (is this right?) with Shiela, Khael, Love, Kath and Kara and I was laughing almost the whole day! Though there were moments that they would naturally torment me with questions regarding my recent past but I’m proud to say that I did not even got lonely. Yep, maybe this is a good sign. I’m too happy being with these girls than think of whatever things that can lead me to despair! Hahaha

I don’t have lots of pictures with me because I did not bother, so I guess I’ll be “borrowing” some from my friends in my next posts! Hahaha

I’m so proud of myself as I was able to evade the scorching sun and kudos the the clouds as it rained around 4pm! Yay!

We had dinner in Shakey’s in Sta. Lucia East Grand Mall and I was very hungry!!! (Or we were all hungry!!!) We finished everything served to us as we were dead famished but nevertheless, I had fun sharing stories again with them over dinner.

Thank you so much girls for the day!

Anyway, I was finally able to take a picture of the vintage coated canvas Gucci clutch I inherited from Mama (I found out it was a Gucci plus clutch bag):

(Note: the image has been flipped horizontally)

What a long day!

xoxo
Bry Dee

Wayfarers love!!!

le 19 avril 2008

22:24 / Marikina, Philippines

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I woke up quite late because it’s Saturday! And it was all because I slept late (I prompted myself to sleep since the sun was about to rise and I’m a vampire). As expected, it was a very hot day, but I woke up with plans to carry on. I needed to buy a gift for my niece Jazel, who would have her Sweet Sixteen party tomorrow and sorta formal clothes for my nephew JB, for him to wear on that party.

I would be one of the people to give 16 treasures tomorrow, I thought of giving her (as expected) a bag!!!

I thought of giving her the Vivienne Westwood bag I saw last week in a store. But as it was very hot and sun was blazing like madman, I called the idea off (and besides, I’m running out of resources since I’ve bought and spent a lot recently). Instead, I saw this bag and thought immediately how perfect and beautiful it is:

Okay. First of all, this is NOT a designer handbag. It is what I normally call an unbranded but excellent bag (excellent because it looks nice AND is very functional).

To be honest, I’m now contemplating if I should give it to my niece tomorrow because I know my sister would love it (no doubt). Mama even said that the bag is really beautiful. But I’d let Ate be the judge tomorrow. It would be completely up to her if the bag would leave the Damasco residence or not.

Meanwhile, I searched far and long (exaggerated) for the clothes my nephew would be wearing tomorrow. Finally, Riverbanks seemed to be the perfect place. Finito avec the buying of the clothes (I bought really cool pieces! But I couldn’t fit them to my nephew as he was sleeping when I got home).

And I was just strolling around, I saw THE SHADES:

It was a redesigned wayfarer from Ray Ban in Sarabia Optical. I immediately asked the sales assistant for the sunglasses. I felt like a million wearing them. THIS IS WHAT I REALLY WANT. THIS IS MY HOLY GRAIL. Even before asking how much it was, I’m expecting that it would be costly; and so I braced myself. Php 7,999.00!!!

Wow. Wow. But nevertheless, I would still want to have one. I’m going to buy this wayfarer.

Meanwhile, I continued strolling and my mind was still on that wayfarer. When I turned the corner, I saw a group of girls flocking on a sunglasses kiosk and drooling over these diva shades (that’s the term I use for over sized sunglasses à la Nicole Richie). I was a fan of these shades before, but the whole of Metro Manila is now sporting them. I actually stopped wearing my aviators because I quite look like the others.

Not being snob or anything (as if I’m filthy rich?!), but I just chose to stop sporting them. I know aviators are classic, but wait, there’s another classic out there: wayfarers!!! I already have one in black and it’s just the right size. I no longer look bangaw.

Going back, I know what I was looking for in that kiosk; then I saw it:

Red wayfarers rock!!! I mean wayfarers had their share of highs and lows (fashion wise) but nevertheless, they are here to stay. The design stems back from 1952, and (like aviators) the target market were originally men (to be exact, pilots). However, women had seen how chic wayfarers are and since then used them. These sunglasses allegedly reached its iconic status when Audrey Hepburn wore a pair in the film Breakfast at Tiffany’s:

I love wayfarers! This is something I know would be staple in my existence. But for now, I only have two pairs:

…and definitely, I’ll be purchasing more soon. Next project would be the matte black, tortoise and white
wayfarers:

How I wish today is 28th of April!!!

Meanwhile this is me with my new pair:

xoxo

Bry Dee

Okay, Lazy hands!!!

le 15 avril 2008

16:55 / Makati, Philippines

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Normally, I would write entries after midnight or right before I sleep. But last night, it was different. I admit. I got so addicted taking pictures des nouveaux sacs que je viens juste d’acquérir!!!

Here they are:

… the Jean Paul Gaultier!!! (Yes, I bought it… no matter what)

a Bally messenger bag!!!

Finally, something that I could use!!! It’s much more difficult to look for bags like these because handbags and purses are more prevalent. I really, really, really love the hardware they used in Bally:

 

It looks quite beaten down (I have to stuff scarves inside so as to make it retain its shape) but nevertheless I love it! But since I have to go to the gym today (as yesterday, I wasn’t able to workout… first bead in a string full of unfortunate events hier!!!), I used the Gaultier. The chain makes it look a little gay, but it’s androgynous (according to my colorblind eyes).

And then, as I’ve mentioned earlier. This chain of unfortunate events:

1) April 14 is Monday. I work out every Monday, Wednesday and Friday. Since I was on leave last Friday, it left me with a 3-day vacation (just in time for my birthday.. meaning I didn’t work out last Friday). But when I woke up, Mama left and I was left with Kuya (who was sleeping) and my nephew JB. I was rushing (as usual) to fix myself and get ready with my work out clothes in the bag. Then all of a sudden. My nephew cam up to me and said that he’s hungry. So there, I’ve got no choice but stay as I can’t just let him fix his own food or mama would come home with a messy kitchen. NO WORKOUT FOR 5 DAYS!!!

2) I was busy scurrying as there was this shitty rain and I have to look the gate. Holding a pink umbrella (yes… so gay, as I remembered Mama asking me that she’d use my maroon umbrella when I was still in trance mode in my bed), I was trying to lock the gate while the skies above were swarmed by big nimbus clouds. Then I was walking fast to get to the trike terminal and stuffing stuff (ID, keys, cellphone, iPod) into my bag. Then, when I was already inside the trike, somebody texted me and I noticed that my stylus was gone! Wow! I don’t have any stylus left!!! (I lost the first one in an escalator connecting SM and Glorietta. Imagine the scene I made as I poked to save that stylus). Now, I only use my fingers and just imagine how tasking it was to check the check boxes.

3) I went to BPI - Concepcion to withdraw money. There were two ATMs. Before I even came up to the machines, I overheard a couple complaining that the ATMs are malfunctioning. I still bothered to use them since I needed the sum. I used one machine, waited for 1500, then transaction cancelled. Okay, next machine. Ditto. Then, I tried again the previous machine. Nada. Then I went to the guard outside told him the shit that was happening. Then he said to me to try again (with him overlooking my transaction), then Voilà! There was my 1500. But wait, along came out the transaction slip and POOF! 3000 was debited from my account! This is a disaster since I already told myself I have to be a miser for the days to come since I have spent quite a sum (no.. make it a lot!) buying stuff, and those BAGS in particular. Bye bye 1500!!! … on second thought, why would I allow that? I came inside the bank and rant my innings out. Tomorrow, I’ll know if they returned my money in the account.

4) I rode an FX going to LRT2 - Katipunan. The fare IS just 15. But wait, this moron-of-a-driver refused to give me the exact change. He owed me 5 pesos. Okay, for some it’s just 5 pesos but I strongly believe that we shoud all honestly earn what is due to us. I work hard for every single peso in my payroll account and I won’t allow abusive drivers like him. So, it started with just a polite request, then all of a sudden he started ranting. Oh my. I was trying to compose myself and tell him politely but authoritatively what he was lacking. It was a great case of self-control, and knowing how I “would have” normally behaved, he’s off to Hades. But my eyes suddenly dimmed and blurted out “Huwag nga kayong madugas Manong!“…and I was told to get off the FX. Nice. Very, very, very nice!

5) On the shuttle going home, there was this dispute between the drivers and the passengers because one FAILED to pay the fare. I already gave my 100 pesos and expecting for my change. Then when we were at Masinag. The driver literally stopped before the intersection and halted everyone just to figure out why is he lacking 50 pesos (I just found out that very instant that the fare is no longer 45 and is already 50… great). You see there was this small group of middle-aged people in the shuttle and they were talking like it’s just 12:00 noon. They were the one manning this soul-search, and they were pretty annoying. Turned out, the most talkative one thought that his friend payed for him as the ywere claiming earlier that they have paid the full amount. Twerp. That’s the reason why we have this saying “Maraming namamatay sa maling akala”. You SHOULD have asked first, moron, and not assume immediately. And with that, it costed me 20 minutes of my resting time. TANGA!

Hay… it was a shitty day. Then I recalled. Monday. April 14. It was raining. It was Monday when we broke up 3-months ago, and yes, it was January 14. Heaven wasn’t raining but it was me pouring my soul out as tears leaked my eyes. I recall this song of The Carpenters “Rainy Days and Mondays“. But in all fairness to me, I wasn’ t melodramatic. I was just thinking that we were together for three months, and it has been three months since he left me.

Ikle once sent me (a forwarded message from Sir Mel) a message quoting Paolo Coelho, something like loving is short and forgetting is forever. This is what I’m exactly feeling. But I’m more sober now. Maybe la raison pour laquelle I’m very fixated with designer bags lately is because I feel a certain boost in confidence and flatter myself on how keen my eyes were when it comes to these things. Yep, it was quite costly what I’m hunting for, but it really makes me sober.

At this point, I’m in no position to love another person. I just want somebody to talk to because being quiet makes me melodramatic and quite abusive of myself. I no longer want to physically hurt myself. I no longer want to be insecure. This shitty fluctuation of emotions is unnerving. I just want this phase to be over with.

On a lighter note, yesterday, I was able to knot a tie for the first time!!! It was because we are obliged to look formal and business-like for one whole week because of this merger between our company and Reuters. I refuse to wear the typical business whatever other guys are heralding of, so preppy is just my thing (and I love preppy). I was wearing this light-colored argyle sweats and a snobby-private-school-like tie.  This is my first half-Windsor attempt:

And we (Faye and I) celebrated our birthday in Yellow Cab with Jaime and YL:

But wait! When I was in MRT yesterday, I saw this very goodlooking bagage:

… and thanks to the zoom of my cellphone:

… It’s Pierre Cardin!!!

Lastly, when I just got off from LRT2 in Gateway, I saw an old couple pulling their LV luggage… it was very nice (the luggage, not the couple) and I was green with envy.

Okay. What I have shitty wrote is quite a lot.

xoxo

Bry Dee

FIERCE PURCHASES!!!

le 14 avril 2008

00:26 / Marikina, Philippines

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Oh my!!! Who would have thought that I’ll be able to buy 2 authentic Gucci bags in one day!!!

Here are my new babies:

and

It was quite a happy day for me!!! I’m really, really, REALLY been reading and searching a lot about authenticating designer handbags over the net and I think I’ve learned enough to go to field work.

Yes, I was able to buy Kenneth Cole Reaction, Nine West and Nina Ricci before but, of course, some sort of prestige is affixed to THE brands.

This is quite a lucky day for us. Right Ikle?

I saw this Jean Paul Gaultier drawstring bag earlier (it got chains.. who cares), and finally, something “androgynous” (as most of the things I’ve searched and bought benefit directly my sister as I never used handbags and stuff like that… I just love the thrill of looking and finding THE bags):

I still haven’t bought the bag because I wanted to authenticate it first over the ladies of TPF (though I think JPGs are not that prone to being replicated and knockoffed, better be safe than sorry… money is still money).

(Fingers crossed… I IMPLORE THAT IT SHOULD STILL BE THERE!!!)

But still, the holy grail for me is to find an authentic LV out there. I mean, yes, there are “LVs” in the stacks but using basic knowledge I’ve acquired from the TPF ladies on how to spot the fakes from the real ones, I was able to determine that, so far, what I’ve seen are knockoffs. And imagine, I was beginning to think that the ones selling them don’t have any idea that what they are selling are designer stuff, but LO AND BEHOLD, those LV knockoffs COST A LOT than you’re average bags in the stacks. Maybe they think that all LVs coming to them are authentic. Oh well. To each his own.

xoxo
Bry Dee