Ronny Zamora may be my favorite uncle and Teddyboy Locsin, one my mentors, but with all due respect, I care about ugly restrooms. I care about dirty carpets, broken chairs, starvation and Boy Boy Bawang sold in the souvenir shops.
I care about ugly, grumpy people who bark at passengers who forget to write their “address abroad” on the immigration slips, or customs officials who ask for bribes.
I care about beggars hounding passengers on their way to their cars.
I don’t care about greens or birds or tacky Filipino restaurants lining the Greenbelt-like outdoor setup. Honestly I don’t really care who fixes the airport as long as they take care about the basics, and most of all, the restrooms please. Kung wala talagang budget, banyo lang please, para nang awa.Bigyan mo kami ng kahihiyan, NAIA.
P.S. I also stay at the Four Seasons and I care about these things.
Teditorial: NAIA mess
Designer Kenneth Cobonpue and his team will hold a press conference on Thursday to clarify the issues concerning their design for the Ninoy Aquino International Airport-Terminal 1 (NAIA-1). In tonight’s Teditorial, Teddy Locsin Jr. defends DOTC Secretary Mar Roxas’ decision to set aside the group’s plan and prioritize the facility’s safety. – The World Tonight, ANC, November 29, 2011
Bloggers branding NAIA the worst airport were homeless gays.
Naturally, they complained the NAIA women’s toilets are inadequate, there’s nowhere to lie down, no kneepads in restrooms in any case.
But so long as an airport performs immigration and customs functions, who cares if it does not do anything else?
Well, people with no authority who told Pineda, Layug and Cobonpue they could remake the airport.
Nobody, who is anybody, notices the airports they pass through. My best friend, mining magnate Ronnie Zamora has travelled the world. After immigration, he said, the airport is just a blur when Ritz, Four Seasons, Mandarin or Shangri-la whisk him away.
What about the toilet? He has done his business in the plane.
Travelers flying economy, in tight seats, with smelly toilets, want to get as far from the plane, as fast as they can.
I killed the idea of doing anything to an airport that already works well.
But no, the finicky insist on a brand new airport we cannot afford or the old one remade according to Architectural Digest.
Mar Roxas has publicly proposed various prospects. He publicly considered a brand new, Changi-scale airport in “Famfanga.”
He publicly talked of selling NAIA to pay for the same.
Now, he has openly decided to spruce up NAIA without turning it into a garden paradise as some suggest. Trees and birds are bad for planes.
He has conducted his thinking, and made his decision, in full public view and hearing. How much more transparent can you get? Locsin made the airport, who best can restore its original state?
Come now Cobonpue, Pineda and Layug — 3 famous interior designers and furniture makers.
Layug pioneered postmodern furniture. Cobonpue designed Angelina Jolie’s baby’s bassinet. Pineda has his admirers. They have been working 8 months on a redesign and redecoration of the airport, with plenty of shrubs.
Why? No, not the shrubs, but why did they do the work?
They had no contract, or even formal contact with, former DOTC Secretary Ping de Jesus or his successor today.
Who put them up to it? The 3 designers fingered but did not name Cabinet members with no connection to DOTC or the airport.
Justice in this country being what it is today, where possibility is fact, suspicion probable cause, proposal a crime, and probability proof beyond reasonable doubt, I accuse the Cabinet members who approached Cobonpue and company of redecorating and refurnishing their homes for a deep discount or free, hinting the 3 could redo the airport.
I move for a subpoena to issue to Pineda, Layug and Cobonpue to reveal the names of the officials who put them up to undertaking unauthorized work.
I move for search warrants to look for furniture coming from Pineda, Layug and Cobonpue in the homes of these Cabinet officials.
I move for a subpoena duces tecum for documents showing deliveries of deeply discounted or donated furniture to them.
Without regard to the returns, I move for the detention of the officials who approached Pineda, Layug, and Cobonpue with a false commission to redo the airport they had no authority to undertake.
I want a watchlist hold-departure order on these furniture avid Cabinet men in case they escape with the furniture.
Keep well, thank you.
After more than a year of renovations, Louis Vuitton finally moved back to its newly expanded store at Greenbelt 4.
Take a look at its unique façade inspired by the House’s signature Damier pattern.
Inside, interiors have been transformed to reflect the spirit of travel that Louis Vuitton has always been known for.
The store’s main entrance opens up to a travel area and expansive leather goods section
while few stairs lead to the mezzanine floor dedicated to men’s leather goods, shoes, and accessories.
One of the new features of the store is the addition of a lower floor extension, which houses women’s leather goods, shoes and accessories.
Also on this lower level, for the first time, is a private salon where top VIPs can have the ultimate, sophisticated personal shopping experience in a private ambience.
Louis Vuitton’s celebration began with a ribbon cutting ceremony joined by (L-R) Rhea De Vera-Aguirre, Country Manager of Louis Vuitton Philippines; Jean-Baptiste Debains, President of Louis Vuitton Asia Pacific; Catherine Zobel de Ayala; and Edouard Faure, General Manager for Micronesia and the Philippines.
An in-store cocktail was attended by local celebrities, prominent social personalities, distinguished guests and Manila’s hip and fashionable crowd.
The celebration continued as guests were transported to Whitespace, whose entrance was made to look like an airport runway. This led up to a set of Louis Vuitton trunk doors that guests walked through as they entered a whimsical “World of Flight”. Spotted were Tessa Valdes and Rajo Laurel
Hideo Muraoka and Fatima Rabago
Mike Concepcion, Carlos Concepcion, Erwan Heussaff and Adrien Semblat
Jonathan and Rhea Aguirre, Dara David, Vanessa Santos
Inside, hot air balloons and vintage model airplanes were set against the cool ambience of clear blue skies while international DJs Simon Washford and Janva played their sets.
French magician Stefan Leyschon entertained guests with his extraordinary illusions, while mixolologist Joseph Boroski, from New York, created specially designed martini concoctions for this opening.
And the winners are:
Nov 21: Aileen Acot of Caloocan City
Nov 22: Aurora Dellosa of Cavite
Nov 23: Christine Marie Delfino of Makati
Nov 24: Sheryl Sigua-Elcano of Cavite
Nov 25: Kimberly Eleazar of San Juan
Nov 26: Maria Ines Noelle Katigbak of Parañaque
Nov 26: Benson Jacinto of Cebu
Each one will get a swag bag stuffed with the complete range of Céleteque Dermoscience products.
How to claim:
1) Metro Manila winners must print-out the email notice from Innovitelle.
2) Present this along with one valid photo ID, Monday to Friday, 9 AM – 5 PM at Innovitelle Office, 2/F Bonaventure Plaza, Greenhills, San Juan (across from Greenhills Shopping Center).
Look for Sheryl, Vita or Roan.
4) Prizes may be claimed within 60 days of publication. Prizes not claimed within this period will be forfeited in favor of Innovitelle.
5) Provincial winners will receive their prizes via courier.
To find out how you can win your own swag bag, click HERE.
I don’t wanna put a girl down when she’s already down, but frankly, she could’ve used these presents.
I had a gay “boyfriend” in college. It was so innocent. He was tall, cute, and dressed better than everyone else.
He said “I love you” on the phone but never DTRed (defined the relationship). I waited for our first kiss to happen (it didn’t). When I tried to hug him, he said, “This feels awkward.”
It was the ’80s, he loved The Communards and Bronski Beat. He wore makeup better than me. Then the makeup got thicker. He started to wear skirts and fake fur.
Then one night, I saw someone cuter. I made a mental note to make that boy my next boyfriend. Two years later, he was mine. He turned out to be a bastard, but at least he was a real guy (I think).
I’ve had my share of bad boyfriends, but luckily I married the right one. Some say you have to kiss a few frogs to get your prince.
I was 17 when it happened, not 27. So I don’t understand why the pretty young thing who could get any guy she wants chose to be with this guy whom the whole world knows is gay. Even I tried to warn her via blog entries: You’re making a mistake. Look at the signs. He’s just not into you. I don’t care if he has a son. I can name you ten other gay men with kids, some of them happily married, quite frankly.
At first we thought it was a publicity stunt to gain more endorsements via “love team.” And then, upon talking to insiders, we found out you really did love him, but his heart and mind (and body) were elsewhere. I won’t kick you when you’re down because you wasted two years of your life. But it didn’t have to happen because you’re young, and pretty and have a choice. You’re not a teenager and this is not your first boyfriend.
If he did lead you on, then he is a mean, screwed up user. You deserve an apology, and he should never lead any other woman or the public to believe that he is straight.
I’m not a fan, but I’m on your side because I have been there.
It’s a sad thing, as a public figure you have to wash your dirty laundry in public. How humiliating for the public to know that you wasted years on a lie.
Here’s hoping that you move on like I did. There is life after investing your time, emotions, and heart in a gay man. You have everything ahead of you. As for him, I don’t really know.
When we were kids, there was no Internet or video games, so everyone pretty much watched the same TV shows in the ’70s and ’80s—from Man From Atlantis to Knots Landing.
For the next 20 years I practically stopped watching TV. There were other things to do, like work, and then the Internet came along.
Not too long ago, I discovered the joy of watching TV again via iTunes. Even better when my dad introduced me to Vuze.com and the convenience of torrents.
Now I can follow five TV shows at a time and watch them at my convenience—usually in the wee hours of the morning when the whole house is asleep.
The downside is, I’ve turned into an insomniac at night and a zombie in the daytime.
As I type this, my eyes are droopy and my body is tired.
Last night I watched my last four episodes of How To Make It In America. I don’t even remember where I read about it. I downloaded Seasons 1 and 2, started watching and got hooked.
I would say this and Awkward are the best TV shows I have seen this year. It makes Gossip Girl and all those other shows I was watching so lame and stupid.
This is the first male-centric show I have ever followed. Based in New York, I can relate because I went to college there and have an inkling about how the fashion industry works.
The story revolves around Ben Epstein (played by Bryan Greenberg) and his friend and business partner Cam Calderon (Victor Rasuk) who are trying to launch their own clothing label, Crisp.
With no money and no business plan, all they really have are Ben’s fashion sense and creativity and Cam’s guts and connections. They have no option but to borrow money from Cam’s ex-con cousin and thug, Rene Calderon (played by Luis Guzman). Jeroen loves this actor, but personally I want to fast forward all his scenes.
When this fails, they fall back on Ben’s former schoolmate, David Kaplan (at left, played by Eddie Kaye Thomas) who is Wall Street-rich but desperate to become cool and get laid.
Lake Bell plays Ben’s ex-girlfriend, Rachel Chapman, whose lifestyle goes from not bad to sad as a consequence of her decisions.
When her relationships fall apart, she hooks up with a dog walker/drug dealer Domingo (L) who has some money business with Cam. (I hate his parts too. I don’t get why these people think he’s attractive.)
There are many other characters, such as Nancy Frankenburg (played by Gina Gershom), a powerhouse New York PR/cougar who gets involved with Ben in so many ways.
Basically everyone in the show is either a whore or a druggie. I am shocked how they openly show nudity (male and female) on HBO and how times have changed. So I would not recommend the show to kids.
Tell you frankly, I got hooked because of Bryan Greenberg. I have not seen a present-day actor who is so beautiful, expressive and angelic, even while playing a man whore. He carries clothes so well, I just love seeing his outfits.
He is, what Grace would call, a tall glass of water (refreshing) and easy on the eyes.
Lets not forget the cool soundtrack.
I finished two seasons or 16 episodes (25 mins each) in just three days, and am wondering when Season 3 comes back.