Saturday, October 12, 2013

Pilipinas Men's Fashion Week



The Pilipinas Men's Fashion Week is the 5th Men's Fashion Week in the world and 2nd in Asia. Cycle 3 Spring Summer 2014 was held last September 26-29, 2013 in Midtown Atrium Robinson's, Ermita. 



 

It was my first time to watch a legitimate fashion show for men. I was a curious cat who couldn't wait to take good photos. So after an awesome morning in church, I dragged my friend to come witness the bonanza with me.

Admittedly, I know little about men's wear (all the more, men's fashion) so I watched in silence and in awe as I tried to absorb as much brilliance from the creative crowd surrounding me.

Men sashayed their way through the catwalk with well-thought of fashion pieces ranging from a little over the usual casual to the rad. It was a fusion of good quality materials, keen eye for precision and pure creative genius. Although if you ask me, I'd prefer that men shy away from short shorts and tights. They were designed to flatter the curves of a woman's body but they tend to lead the eyes to the wrong places when worn by the modern man. I don't know about you but I think seeing something poke down there is AWKWARD. Well, that is unless the gents' idea of a fashion statement is by saying hello each time the dark knight rises.

The fashion show was founded by Nico Augustin Menswear and MJ Alminanza of Project Runway. And though I think it has a long way to go, I'm glad that the local fashion connoisseurs are in active pursuit of progress in their craft. And I can't wait for it's golden era.

Wednesday, October 02, 2013

NO. I can't tell you where to go and how to get there. But I do understand the burning desire to build a life of significance and the crippling fear of falling short. We'll figure it out OR NOT. I wish I could be a good friend and tell you that life is gonna be wonderful and that you are gonna be amazing. I won't. Because I don't know that. But I would like to believe I'll be a better friend telling you this--- I will be with you through our 20's haze and beyond. We'll bask in the confusion, conquer demons unearthed by impulse, climb mountains (literally and figuratively), go to places we've never been and see the world in hopeful eyes wherever it leads us. So be a little kinder to yourself. Let's just LIVE in the NOW.    

YES. I still think our 20's will be our best decade EVER. Aye! Aye! Let's make it count!  #NotetoaFriend #AsPromised

Monday, September 30, 2013

WAIT.

by Russell Kelfer
Desperately, helplessly, longingly, I cried;
Quietly, patiently, lovingly, God replied.
I pled and I wept for a clue to my fate . . .
And the Master so gently said, “Wait.”
“Wait? you say wait?” my indignant reply.
“Lord, I need answers, I need to know why!
Is your hand shortened? Or have you not heard?
By faith I have asked, and I’m claiming your Word.
“My future and all to which I relate
Hangs in the balance, and you tell me to wait?
I’m needing a ‘yes’, a go-ahead sign,
Or even a ‘no’ to which I can resign.
“You promised, dear Lord, that if we believe,
We need but to ask, and we shall receive.
And Lord I’ve been asking, and this is my cry:
I’m weary of asking! I need a reply.”
Then quietly, softly, I learned of my fate,
As my Master replied again, “Wait.”
So I slumped in my chair, defeated and taut,
And grumbled to God, “So, I’m waiting for what?”
He seemed then to kneel, and His eyes met with mine . . .
and He tenderly said, “I could give you a sign.
I could shake the heavens and darken the sun.
I could raise the dead and cause mountains to run.
“I could give all you seek and pleased you would be.
You’d have what you want, but you wouldn’t know Me. 
You’d not know the depth of my love for each saint.
You’d not know the power that I give to the faint.
“You’d not learn to see through clouds of despair;
You’d not learn to trust just by knowing I’m there.
You’d not know the joy of resting in Me
When darkness and silence are all you can see.
“You’d never experience the fullness of love
When the peace of My spirit descends like a dove.
You would know that I give, and I save, for a start,
But you’d not know the depth of the beat of My heart.
“The glow of my comfort late into the night,
The faith that I give when you walk without sight.
The depth that’s beyond getting just what you ask
From an infinite God who makes what you have last.
“You’d never know, should your pain quickly flee,
What it means that My grace is sufficient for thee.
Yes, your dearest dreams overnight would come true,
But, oh, the loss, if you missed what I’m doing in you.
“So, be silent, my child, and in time you will see
That the greatest of gifts is to truly know me.
And though oft My answers seem terribly late,
My most precious answer of all is still . . . Wait.”
© 1980 Russell Kelfer.

Monday, August 26, 2013

Million People March

Everyone who knew I was going to Luneta told me to beware of pickpockets. Funny how pickpockets were the exact reason why I went in the first place. But I'm not talking about the small ones who target your not-so-smart phones and flashy thingamajigs. I came in protest of the biggest and most brilliant pickpockets--those who dare steal from our third world country.

Having graduated from a science high school and a state university, I am fully aware that the Filipino taxpayers literally paid for the good quality education I was privileged with. So I vowed to never complain about paying taxes--the government can take as much as it warrants. However, let it be known, that I'm paying my taxes (I know it isn't much as of now) NOT for the GOVERNMENT but for the PEOPLE, the government pledged to be of service of.

May I just clarify, however, that I am not totally against PDAF. I've witnessed first hand how the pork barrel helped a considerable number of lives and local communities. PDAF paved the way for numerous scholarships, subsidized health care expenses, opened job opportunities, and funded a measure of programs for the youth, the elderly and a number other minorities. How could I be against that which made progress possible for a considerable some of us. I am NOT AGAINST PDAF. I AM AGAINST THE MISUSE OF IT.

The great Ninoy Aquino once said "The Filipinos are worth dying for". I say, in our modern age, we don't need men who are willing to die for us. We need great men who will live for our race and our country. Today, in the Million People March, we lived. And I couldn't have been prouder.



My first stop in my Million People March journey. A group of men were playing native musical instruments to catch the crowd's attention and lead them here. I promised myself to come back and read but when I did, they were gone :(







I tried to absorb as much brilliance from everyone who came to share their two cents worth. I still think that I'm mostly a better listener than a storyteller. Besides, there were far too many voices wanting to be heard.















He stood in silent protest and yet the passersby were all ears.



And somewhere in the midst of the chaos, an old lady found her refuge. 


***
It was a beautiful day in Luneta. Oh Rizal, if you've been watching from above, you would have been so damn proud. Remember the youth that you were so hopeful of? They're in ACTION, NOW.

It was a beautiful day in Luneta. Regardless of the gloomy skies and the muddy path, my 100% Pinoy heart found a place that is WARM and BRIGHT.

It was a beautiful day in Luneta. I scrapped my itinerary for the day and spent it listening to a multitude of crowds who went to share their two cents worth. Everywhere, there were a thousand stories waiting to be told. I came and stayed because it was a beautiful day in Luneta and I know in my heart, there is no other place I'd rather be.

Wednesday, August 21, 2013

Josephine & Ender

Theirs is a love worth crossing the other side of the world for. 
























Monday, August 19, 2013

He Cares Mission

I CAME. I came with nothing but a pocket full of loose change to give and free time. I left with awareness, re-ignited dreams, a validated cause, and a fuller heart. 

I LEARNED. I learned that there is so much more we can give to the Needy than just money. And that the Needy aren't just those who barely had money for the day. Sometimes, they are us, who have more than enough but who couldn't make peace with who we are, what we do and where we're going. 

I WAS REMINDED. I was reminded that the reason why we are blessed is NOT because WE DESERVE MORE BUT because WE ARE TO GIVE MORE.

Our day started with Bro Tony saying "We didn't come here to feed. We came here in search of the face of Jesus." So for the rest of our stay there, I did just that. In a sea of strangers, in a throng of sob stories that were too unfortunate to sound real, in small gestures of generosity, in random acts of kindness, in the hopeful eyes of the kids, I found You. I found You.




















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