It’s interesting to know what global style icon Sarah Jessica Parker brought home to New York last Friday, from Manila. She got some world-famous sweet dried mangoes and some stuff from Kultura, the contemporary Filipiniana store of SM.
Except for the wave of her hand that was still rather demure, there was nothing about Leni Robredo to suggest that she wasn’t used to crowds. Getting off the van that took her to the campaign rally that Friday in Calabanga, Camarines Sur, she waded right straight into the crowd, greeted people and graciously posed with some for pictures.
IT DIDN’T happen like in the movies or the way you thought it would happen—your father saying a tearful goodbye to your mother at her deathbed, then bringing her to her final resting place, and finally retreating into a period of grief.
Some thought for the week: since women who have been or are being linked to President Aquino—whether or not there’s really a relationship or it’s just a spin job—end up doing product endorsements, why not give a percentage (small lang naman) of their endorsement fee to a project or NGO for the alleviation of poverty? For a social amelioration cause.
Japan’s top convenience store has just opened at Glorietta, offering what is getting to be the hot-selling food-to-go, which for sure, foodie town Metro Manila will binge on for weeks to come—katsudon and chicken adobo rice.
Apparently this has been going on for some months now, but so quietly. CVCLAW, the law firm otherwise known among bad-news consumers as “The Firm,” has been hosting gastronomic dinners for its top clients the past months.
Will she emerge from her coma? We have gotten all the medical answers we possibly could. We are content and grateful for what our doctors have done and continue to do.
No matter that the small, quiet crowd that gathered in the church last Monday afternoon was teary-eyed, this story has a happy ending. They were tears of joy. And it’s a Valentine story like no other.
Our lunch table last week had a curious, if odd, votation—are you “Team Cristina” or “Team Gigi”? The unexpected social electoral exercise was triggered by the take-no-prisoners battle royale last week between Senate President Juan Ponce Enrile and Sen. Alan Cayetano at the Senate Hall.
It wasn’t at all stuck up. At least to us, that was the atmosphere at the Malacañan Ceremonial Hall during the traditional Vin d’ Honneur last Friday. It was a welcome change from the stereotypical, stiff Malacañan Ceremonial Hall functions we’d covered in the previous decade.
I’m not alone in hoping that next year, Christmas and the New Year will not sneak up on us just like it did this year. It went—just like that. It’s becoming harder to relish a moment, much less a season. Time—the most precious, most perishable commodity—is gone in a blink.
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