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Nakakatawa ang fashion dahil madalas ang uso ngayon ay minsan tinuring nating baduy. Kuwento ng sister ko, nu’ng nag-aaral siya sa CEU eh pinagtatawanan nila ang mga Korean students na ang lalaki ng mga bag na nakakapit sa katawan nila. Ilang buwan lang ang lumipas at naka-body bag na rin siya.

Nu’ng early 90’s nagbalikbayan ang pinsan kong amboy. Pinagtatawanan naming siya ng mga kapatid ko kasi kung gigimik kami paloob niya tinutupi ang pantalon niya. Eventually, months after niyang bumalik ng San Diego, paloob na rin ang pagtupi ng maon. Of course ngayon rekomendado na ang ipaputol mo na lang sa tamang length ang jeans mo. Malapit-lapit na ang panahong pataasan naman ng tupi ng pantalon ang mangyayari. Alam ko kasi ganu’n na ang nasa fashion spreads ng Garage Magazine (the most fashion forward Philippine glossy for men), at last week lang ay nag-live interview si John Lloyd nang naka-pedal pusher! Oo, mukha siyang gago ngayon pero ako lang inuunti-unti ko nang itaas ang tupi ng pantaloon kahit hindi siya traditionally recommended sa mga hindi katangkaran (lalo’t ‘yung mas mahahaba ang upper body).

Ang gusto ko talagang dagukan eh ‘yung nagpauso ng motorsiklo fashion na nakasukbit sa braso ‘yung helmet habang sumisingit-singit sa trapik. O mas gago ba’yung mga gumaya thinking na ang cool-cool nila? Normally wala akong pakialam kung ano ang trip mong suutin dahil may pagka-experimental din naman ako sa fashion (na siyempre may mga eksperimentong nagiging disastrous ang results) pero pucha naman, ang helmet sinusuot sa ulo, lalo na kung nagmomotor ka! Si Brad Pitt lang sa Benjamin Button ang guwapo enough na dapat pagbawalang mag-helmet ‘pag nagmomotor para makita ng lahat ang mukha niya. Pero ikaw, hindi uy! Suutin mo ‘yang helmet na’yan, gago, dahil mas mukha ka pang nagiging gago kung nagmo-motor ka, dinala mo pa’yung helmet mo tapos sinukbit mo lang. Para akong nag-bike tapos itutulak ko lang. Masabi lang na nag-bike ako?
Obviously ang utak mo ay not worth protecting kung in-effort mo lang sukbitin ang helmet sa braso mo habang nagmo-motor, but please ‘wag mo’kong idamay sa kabaduyan mo dahil kung nasanggit kitang gago ka ikaw ang mababagok ang ulo at ako pa ang makakasuhan!

So please, ipagbawal ang baduy sa kalsada!

The best band name has got to be R.E.M. Simple but not meaningless (like say, the names of the the two greatest bands of all time: the Beatles and the Eraserheads). They didn’t change have to take a word and change its spelling para magmukhang pambanda, and even the acronoym is an existing word.

It’s meaningful and yet it’s not pa-profound and pa-philosophical, dahil sila ang nauna sa isang actual scientific term to such a philosophical concept. REM, for rapid eye movement, refers to that stage in sleep when we dream. Asteeeg!

While I am not exactly out to my family, it is still refreshing that my dad, a former Catholic priest, now a retired educator, full-time painter, husband, and grandfather to my four pampangkins, has a very liberal view on homosexuality:


"The Church does not want homosexuals in priestly garb. This is understandable because many dioceses in USA have gone bankrupt paying up for the sins of their priests. But why are the homosexuals being singled out and discriminated?

I know of homosexual priests who are decent, respectable, and effective in their pastoral work.Some bishops I know are bading. The homosexual is not an evil person per se. But homosexual acts are immoral in most societies.

Both the he-man and the she-man are capable of doing wrong or doing good. So why prefer the former and kick the ass of the latter?

Some priests are saints. Some are sinners. And this is not because of their sexual orientation.

I shared this opinion with the viewers of Probe, Channel 2, last Wednesday, November 19, 2008. Sorry po, if you don't agree."

Dad's a book author so expect the rest of his blog to have a unique and fun senior citizen pov of our world.

Last Saturday was my very first time to be part of the staff of Bb. Pilipinas. Contrary to what people who know I'm a Miss Universe aficionado might think, I've never really been a fan of the pageant - or any other pageant at that. I like only the Miss Universe because it's well-written, crisp, and fast-paced. The rest, even the slightly bigger and older Miss World, just don't compare. Kaya nga dream writing job ko ang Miss U, bukod sa Oscars. (Oh, my gosh! Napanood n'yo ba'yung Oscars this year? Ang ganda-ganda ng pagkakasulat, 'di ba? But that's for another blog)

Pero honored na rin ako to be the only first-timer this year in the staff, when most of them have been doing this for more than a decade already. And if you have any complaints about the show, well, hindi lang mga taga-GMA ang nagdi-decide ng aesthetics ng show na'to sa Araneta, ehem...All in all, thrilled naman akong makapagsulat sa Bb. Pilipinas 2009. But it did come with a steep, steep price: missing the Eraserheads The Final Set Concert that night.

Kinabukasan, tuwa naman ako na pinag-uusapan ang isa sa mga questions na sinulat ko: ang naging downfall ng most popular candidate in this very competitive batch, Rich Asuncion. No less than world-renowned Spanish Betsy Westendorp de Brias asked her: "What is your lucky number, and what is its significance in your life?"

Now I just have to wait and see if it will stand the test of time like these other classic, often quoted pageant questions:

"If a man from the moon lands in your backyard, what would you do to make him feel at home?" (Miss Universe 1969)

"What is the essence of being a woman?" (Miss U 1994)

And my personal favorite: "What makes you blush?" (Miss Universe 2002)