Monday, November 14, 2011

My Accidental Happily Ever After




We were never the best of friends, not even close to being constant companions, no it wasn't really like that. It was just an ordinary closeness, the kind that we only know each other when there's no one in the world to cling to whenever some dork broke our hearts. . and then on that fateful day, I slipped, thank Goodness we both slipped.. 

We crossed the line and found ourselves beyond the borders of the thing we knew we only had. We woke up and told ourselves, we could never dare living away from each other's shadow. . It was sudden & very brief in fact..but hey, it was insanely more than we both imagined. It never took me half a brain to see how stunningly wonderful he is. And the gutsy move I decided to go through just to finally call it the LOVE I have forever been searching is undoubtedly & outrageously PERFECT. . and then i looked into his eyes, the most fascinating set of eyes i have fallen hard enough. Then again, there goes the familiar half-smile, oohh God.. the half smile that made me fall to my knees and raise my arms up high & be more than grateful for making it mine. He is ridiculously comical & impossible in some sort of ways. 






He could blurt out the craziest and zaniest ideas you could only bare imagine. He has this stubborn attitude of fooling over the TV's remote until it's completely unmanageable. He does quirky gestures until something suddenly drops off and all you could hear is a loud crash from somewhere near him. He's oftentimes crazy, never idle nor stiff, and oh boy, he's utterly annoying. He isn't some random hot guy you'll notice across the bar and definitely not the cynical boy-next-door type you'll eventually learn to hate in time. 




He finds my smile the most soothing relief to his headache. He fascinates on my way of making him laugh to death & even called me a sadist at one point. With him there's no such thing as temporary because indeed, forever is what it feels. . I have so messed up my entire human life, but perhaps this is how the world repays me for having been framely confined to the painful past, and for whatever means that I have totally stepped up from the chaos, he and only he was the absolute sweet prize. At the same time, knowing that i have him makes living exorbitant. . I was never lofty in any of the things i have endured, but being one with him, i feel topnotch, invincible..kinda like no one in the universe will matter apart from him.





And after all the cascade of loving feeling, i feel that there really is no such thing as "overly loved". Thing is, complacency has never gotten over me yet becoz there's this tiny bit of fear that i could never reciprocate any of the happiness he made me feel. And i fearlessly crave to being with him more & even more. 



So i thank the great people in his life for the biological contribution to the molding of this magnificient stranger that i love. And at the end of a usual, ordinary day with him, if one would gutsily ask me what would i do after making him feel so loved...I'd daresay NOTHING..because i'll never STOP loving him, not now, not even later... ♥







Friday, July 15, 2011

That Royal Bliss of Buying & Wearing Killer Heels!

So you are in the process of transforming your closet into a shoe lover’s haven, you have practically scoured the whole of Manila & the neighboring Asian countries to score the loveliest, to-die-for heels you could find. You often find yourself overzealous into owning a fab pair the moment you stare intently at it. And only God knows how much guts you have to gather to be able to flinch away from a pair of perfect killer heels that has been screaming out your name in front of a shop’s window display while you walk by the high-end wing of a mall. You die instantly upon buying your most dreaded stilettos whether it’s going to be a financial deadweight or not. Well, you my friend are NOT ALONE.


Okay, you’re buying a shoe; you want it so badly that you dream of it every single damn night. You think you know everything about shoe-buying so you’ll just go ahead and snatch the thing off. But tell you this, as a self-confessed shoe addict, these are 3 important pillars I consider in picking out a pair worthy of my collection:

A. UNIVERSAL

Reality check: you don’t have a personal stylist to help you come up with a perfect ensemble each & every time. And to your plight, you ask Mr. Google or consult some random fashion magazine just to figure if your shoe matches your dress. Helps yet sucks right? So here’s the key, no matter how desperate you are to have this particular pair, ask one question: Could I wear it with the first set of clothes I could take out of my closet?

Remember, if every girl should have that little black dress carefully tucked inside her closet, then why not have that perfect pair of heels on your rack as well?


B. QUALITY is far superior to QUANTITY

This is a no brainer. Of course, we all know how crucial it is to consider that Q word in almost every thing that we buy. So just spot the ideal pair, the kind that you could pass down to your heir come 2020. Although I reckon that if a shoe is really that gorgeous and banging that you fell so madly in love with it, well, it might not live that long because you would sneak-in every favorite outfit with it. So play choosy & meticulous, scrutinize every stitch, after all, it isn’t everyday that you bump into something that illustrates the perfection that u want. And for the record, not all expensive, high-end brands have the same great quality, more often than not; it’s just the brand name you’re paying.


C. ATM-FRIENDLY

It’s almost a wrap, you finally found something you can wear with almost any dress and you’re sure as hell it could serve you for the longest time. Wham! Price tag says, “Honey, it’ll cost your full month’s salary to get me.” You can haggle all your life, there’s no way you can afford it. Besides, you don’t have a few dollars to spare to call-up Suzy Orman and confide your financial status and just be denied in the end!

You see, you’re not a daughter of some multi-billionaire bloke, nor a celebrity for that matter. Leave it! Being fashionable need not break your bank! Of course, I love DESIGNER shoes! Who wouldn’t? I would be absurd not to admit it. But as proud as I am in owning few pairs that almost brought me to Broke-ville, I still keep in mind that even if I do wear the most glamorous & expensive killer heels and strut my way to a soiree, no one would dare ask, “Who you wearing tonight?”. Sweetie, it only happens in the Red Carpet and you are not a freaking Hollywood star!


So, what are all these blabbing about? Let me tell you pointblank. ROYALTY HEELS! Rings a bell? Ohh, wait. So you think I am doing all these just to promote a shoe shop so somebody else could cut me a check and I’d be a thousand bucks richer at the end of the day. Naah, you’re wrong. I took the liberty of writing this blog up simply to let you know that there are a few stores out there who could actually meet the not-so-demanding specs of what you really go for in shoe-buying; that there’s a handful of options for us shoppers to choose aside from sticking to your favorite Italian brand, simple as that. Plus, personal experience tells me, only a few people truly understand our need for more shoe preferences without hurting our pockets. Now that’s something!

To my surprise, my eyes were caught by this web shop I have come across with in a Social Networking site. Royalty Heels, the name itself speaks a lot about fabulosity, and mind you, it really is a fabulous shop! Why not, when the owner, Ms. China Chua, a young commercial model turned entrepreneur is the epitome of what we all wanted to be, a shoe-lover and a businesswoman! A lot of girls would kill to be in her shoe, both literally & figuratively. =)

These are some of the heels I have bought in the previous travels I had. One night, I took time in browsing Royalty Heels' Shoe Collection. And my, oh my, I capsized in my seat as I saw few interesting pieces that I could have bought instead of those pairs I already have.


Exhibit No. 1 -These BCBG Generation heels were purchased in the US at $110 (upper right photo) by my bestfriend and was sent to me  just last month. But it's so much comparable to RHC 236 by Royalty Heels which costs Php 2,400. And I'm actually liking the Teal color of it more than the BCBG i got!


Exhibit No.2- Check this Calvin Klein Pump I bought in Singapore (upper right photo). Why not have the RHC 68 in Pewter by Royalty Heels (lower left) for only Php 2,300 instead of spending $128. A great deal my loves!



Exhibit No.3 - This pair of Steve Madden I got from Hong Kong last year retails for $85 (upper right), while you could have RHC 252  by Royalty Heels  (lower left) for Php 1,990. Equally fabulous indeed!


Exhibit No.4 - Finally, this cute pump I bought at Forever 21 Malaysia last year  is as glamorous as RHC 622 by Royalty Heels that sells for Php 2,200. Couldn't get any better than that!

So let me end this by saying a famous line given out by one of my favorite designers:


"I think the idea of mixing luxury and mass-market fashion is very modern - wearing head-to-toe designer has become a bit passe. It's a new era in fashion - there are no rules....."  ~ Alexander McQueen





Acknowledgment:

Ms. China Chua - Owner, Royalty Heels
* for allowing me to publish this blog and lending some photos from her collection

For more information about the shoes featured on this blog, please visit and like ROYALTY HEELS page: 

http://www.facebook.com/pages/Royalty-Heels/164163023605106
Or

Thank you.

Tuesday, July 12, 2011

Why I couldn't give up my Coffee



The second greatest thing about my coffee addiction is having been constantly partnered through the course of pulling together any plight i am into. It's like starting off an optimism-driven day with the full, rich aroma that excites your stomping feet to get on with what's ahead, knowing in mind that what lies for you is a whole lot of work that you could never say no..And then suddenly you found yourself inside the office, and staring right in front of you is a multitude of tasks. You couldn't imagine dealing with each one without feeling in your hand a mug of steamy espresso that almost like pushes you, at the same time assuring you that every thing's gonna end well somehow..

There goes the chain of meetings you are obliged to attend even though how you feel is the "being-fed-to-the-wolf" thing that creeps you each time, but then you once again conquered the fear, not because of the confidence you naturally possess but perhaps because all the while, right beside you is your mug of freshly brewed coffee beans patiently waiting for your lips to touch it's rim..

The day continues with you, being so exhausted and exasperated, when all you have left is a brain smashed & was excruciatingly painful, plus your mangled human body screaming for a much needed break. Surely, you'll crave for another cup, as if you have never tasted coffee in a gazillion year, and this is when you become sincerely thankful to your state-of-the-art coffee maker that provides the only luxury you could never go living without. 

And as you end your day, you lay your back to the very inviting bed, you begin to run down inside your cerebellum the love & distaste u had. You turn your head sideways and there it is, your coffee cup, in full cream with minute sweetness. You sigh in total relief. You were never alone through it all..