[Ny Minute Now]

Here's the article I was talking about in my Got Shrimp? post:

Yep, I shot this photo. Under 'strict' orders from my editor, I am to provide better visuals for my column. So now, I must unearth my resourcefulness and creativity to come up with tantalizing images to accompany these precious beauty articles.

Tips and leads are most welcome!

Labels: beauty, Beauty in the Big Apple

In the middle of deadlines, I decided to tune in to RX 93.1 online, and get some good music from back home. I realized, Manila has become a melting pot of sorts when it comes to two major genres of music: House and Hip-hop. Okay, and a third: Pop.

During my Cosmo and Seventeen editor years, I got to meet the likes of Paul Van Dyk, Chicane/Nick Bracegirdle, Michelle Branch, and have witnessed countless gigs and amazing performances of both pop artists and under-the-radar but superbly talented musicians.

Going out in New York has proven to be a little bit frustrating, because clubs here seem to be encased in a music time capsule. (Seriously, "One More Time" is old!)

Meanwhile, I'm intently perusing a DJ career (okay, you can laugh now). I'm currently on the lookout for a serious curriculum so I can finally get to the turntables—as a professional. (Look out, Sam Ronson!)

Dreaming and DJ-ing aside, deadlines take centerstage for now.

Click here to start streaming.


A little bit of trivia...
In 2002, I trained briefly at NU107 to do the morning news, under the expertise of Joyce Titular a.k.a. J.D. and Zach Lucero (remember, Zach and Joey in the Morning? THAT Zach.)

Labels: celebrities, music

A funny thing happened on the way home today. While I was typing some notes on my phone for next week's article, I'd automatically misspelled the word 'prone,' and ended up with the following phrase:

"If you're prawn to undereye circles..."

And I copy-edit for a living! Ayayay! :D

Labels: beauty

A few years ago I’d made a resolution to never indulge in gossip as much as I could help it. Of course there is always Hollywood and high society (hello, who can resist a bit of Lezlo?) but when it comes to spreading rumors and saying anything bad about other people:
Count. Me. Out.

On another (juicy?) note, my recent piece in the Inquirer is about dealing with bad hair moments, hence, the headbanded photo of Leighton Meester a.k.a. Gossip Girl’s Blair Waldorf. Click here if you’ve missed it, or check out the archive on the righthand side of the page. Next week’s piece should be fun, tips on how to get out of a beauty rut, wherein I detail last Saturday’s delicious trip to the M.A.C. store with Filipino makeup maven Marge Enrique, now based in L.A.

Labels: beauty, Beauty in the Big Apple, celebrities, life musings