A smoky, sensual vibe permeates “That Room,” the upcoming solo debut of Chillitees’ front woman Uela Basco, leaving little to the imagination as to what went on there.
The Mandarin, which closes this month, leaves us with many great memories.
If the sins of the father cannot be visited on the son, does that put Marcos grandson Fernando Martin “Borgy” Manotoc in the clear?
Long before she was named one of the World’s 100 Most Influential Women by the Filipino Women’s Network, Loida Nicolas Lewis’ name had already become a byword in a small town in Sorsogon.
Crazy fool’s going to get himself squashed,” I thought to myself as I watched a skinny kid, in skinny jeans, riding a skinny-tired bicycle—no brakes, no helmet—through the rush-hour traffic of Taft Ave.
I first met him when I was about 6 years old, this stern British gentleman who smelled so good, but looked so forbidding when he found my disarray of Barbie dolls, Chinese checkers, Old Maid cards and stack of clothes fashioned into a tent blocking his way.
It seems only fitting that what the mother saw in its inception, the daughter is bringing to its conclusion. In a few days, as the iconic Mandarin Oriental Manila closes its doors after almost four decades, it is also closing the pages of its colorful history as experienced by two generations in one family.
People might miss Mandarin Oriental now that it’s closing its doors, but most media folk will miss its PR most—a woman so thoughtful, sophisticated and cool that her staff only knew she was upset when she pursed her lips!
There are plenty of apps developed to help circumnavigate traffic, but here in Manila, you’ve got a better chance of winning the lottery (even if you haven’t bought a ticket) than escaping terrible traffic.
