The blues were starting to get to me, and in my desperation, I tagged along to a 5 hour drive to Iloilo City. Erwin was playing the grand opening of a club named Aura, and Paula and I were set on making the malls unsafe and making purchases we would possibly regret. The club was awesome, plus points for the giant bottle of jack on our table. I was bloody thirsty and in my excitement, I over poured my glass, leaving me to sip the jack out in order to make space for the coke. Needless to say, after my first glass I was already dancing dizzy. There was a fashion show of some sort, but we really only noticed supermodel Ria Bolivar. Her cheekbones are insane. I thanked the lucky shoe gods towards the end of the night for making me wear gladiator flats instead of my 6inch monster Gareths and one of the last things I remember at the club was a cute, tall mestizo boy trying to hit on me at the bar, while my girls were watching from a distance and snickering at the whole scene.
The next day, we roamed SM Iloilo, I stocked up on much needed makeup, found the perfect basic t-shirts for a dollar each and we ended up at Bourbon for an awesome steak dinner. Thank you Inky, John & Jet for the hospitality!
Oh and PS: Hair in the last post is a wig! My hair was like that when I started blogging.. but I wish it was as shiny! x