She's juicy and she's trouble; she gets it to me good.

"You should be dancing.." by the Bee Gee's is the only song I can associate with this post. (I know I am about a month late, but bear with me..)

When my dear friend Earl asked me to join them for the Preview Best Dressed Ball, wearing Mark Bumgarner, there was no doubt about it, I had to go. My excitement took off even more when I came in for a fitting and saw the pieces.. I was floored. I initially tried the dress with the mesh skirt (the one that eventually went to my girl Ikee) - but when I slipped into the bodysuit and the most amazing palazzo pants ever created, I knew that was it. We joked about pulling a Lady Gaga, i.e. without pants but I didn't think the press could handle it.. and considering we made a quick stop at McDonalds between the party and Republiq, it was probably a good decision, ultimately. I had not danced as much in a long long time, and what else but Drag Queens to serve as an unstoppable mood elevator? The night was perfect. Wined out and my hair a birds nest of hairspray and smelling like the club, I kicked my heels off as the sun went up and barely had time to pull my fake lashes off before I became dead to the world.

Nights like these are what remind me of all things good in my life. Last Sunday I spent a night in with the same people i made the dancefloors unsafe with that night and it was nice to just stay in, watch one movie after another and drink lots of wine. Unconditional love is something we expect mostly of our families, but it is something we can ultimately find in good friends. When you are in and out of relationships, you sometimes have to ask yourself if any love is consistent at all or if it all has the potential to blow up in your face and prove itself unauthentic. But when you find a connection like I have found.. the only right thing to do.. is go out there and dance.

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Dane, Ikee and Luisa are wearing Mark Bumgarner & RenegadeLovers clutches (Dane & Ikee)

Special thanks Earl Semitara, Mark Bumgarner and my girl Eunice Lucero for the invitation. 

PS: If you are looking for long black dresses to go dancing in, then there is a great selection at www.ellos.co.uk. Check out the website to find out more information so you can view the clothes on offer.

Yes, I'm a beast and I feast when I conquer

 wearing Calvin Klein high waist shorts, vintage scarf used as belt, RenegadeLovers zipper bandage top, Forever 21 bag & ram ring

 If you came to spend Holy Week in Boracay this year to get smooshed to death, stand in line to get into a party or watch a sunset blocked by what seemed like a million people, then you could not have been disappointed. On the brighter side, I got to catch up with some old friends, saw Nina Sky perform live, drank lots and lots of free booze, was ushered into the BigFish event minus the hassle and still managed to find my way home - without having to fight my intoxication. Yay me!

Ive been sick for a week now but that doesn't dampen my spirits.. I am trying to enjoy every last bit of my final month as a resident of this island. By the time I leave, I will have been here for circa 5 1/2 years.. It hasn't all been sunshine, wind and sunsets, I have also survived quite a bit of rain and your occasional mind-blowing typhoon. Both literally and metaphorically. A lot of people have asked me where I will go next, what I will do next.. to be honest, I'm not sure. I have made plans but as we all know, sometimes things don't go according to our plans. I am just trying to enjoy whatever it is I was blessed with, and there are some days when I feel like a complete asshole for yammering about this and that, only to watch others around me struggle with more profound debacles. Therefore I have decided to pull myself up by my imaginary jockstraps, enjoy alcoholic beverages at sunset time, learn to appreciate what is in front of me, carelessly wear feathers in my hair and cut the word "regret" out of my vocabulary. Lets just see how long this sudden surge of positivity lasts. ♥

Reaching a fever pitch and it's bringing me out the dark..

Mango V-neck sweater, RenegadeLovers maxi skirt, Vintage leopard jacket, Zara studded bucket bag, H&M hat & Dunnes shoes

Back to my daily grind. Okay not grind, I get a lot of shit from my friends who live in the city - "You cant possibly be stressed on the beach!" Well I got news for you, its possible. Especially if you're foolish enough to party a little two hard, two nights in a row (during the week, no less). Add a bottle of Aguardiente de Orujo - Aguardiente literally translates into "Firewater", you catch my drift - a half empty stomach, plastic cups as shot glasses, a little too much disco dancing, way too much brain dancing and all this at a Playboy Mansion themed jungle party. The results are; the most detrimental headache of the century, a seemingly developing ulcer and a mental note full of desperate regrets. You may judge me, for I myself am judging myself.. which leads me to the only solution my bruised party spirit is capable of dreaming up: I'm officially quitting drinking. For a month. So to all future Boracay visitors.. if you catch me anywhere sipping something served in a rock glass, feel free to tell me off. In fact, please tell me off.. and then maybe we can laugh about it and do a round of Jaegerbombs together. Kidding!!!

Luckily I love my job, so this tiny mishap isn't getting in the way of my happiness. Again, if you are on the island this summer, come visit me at Ti-Braz. Its located near boat station 1, we serve the best crepes known to mankind (50% off on Tuesdays!) and have most comfortable beach beds on the island. Yes I know, why do I ever complain about my life? We also have a twitter and a tumblr where I will unleash my new found obsession.. food shots. Yay me and good luck to your diets.

These photos were taken on the day before I left for Sweden. My Mom and I wandered around the city, ended up at Marbella Beach Club where we had a picnic on the pier, walked down the promenade to Puerto Banús and ended up shopping for sweets at Hipercor.. her clutching my camera like a weapon and snapping away all day long. I now understand why I have such an addiction to cameras. Really, hanging with my Mom explains so much now.. I also secretly blame her for my inclination to Häagen-Dazs ice cream.

XXX

Todos los dias son dias de fiesta

1. Shopping with Mom ♥
2. Red Velvet cupcakes for my family.
3. Goofing off with my sister's fur hat & my Santa shirt.
4. Sitting around the fire in the evening is the best way to survive the cold.
5. One of our cats, Gizmo. He has a permanent glare which makes him even more adorable.
6. Christmas cookies baked by my baby brother.
7. My little sister Sabrina and I wearing all Mom's vintage, except for my maxi skirt, which is RenegadeLovers.

Christmas back at home has turned out to be all I could have asked for. So far, its been loud conversations at the dining table, massive trips to the supermarket (feeding 6 kids is no cheap feat), inter-sister clothes swappings, mouthfuls of Jamon Serrano, watching my baby brother Bully rip it on the wii with the Michael Jackson game, yogurt overdoses, reunions with high school friends after 10 (!) years and realizing the difference between the Manila & Marbella clubscene. In two days time my sister Liv arrives from the UK with her family.. adding to the beautiful chaos we already have at home. And If I was informed correctly, there is a table and quite a bit of booze waiting for us on New Years Eve.. guess its good I started stretching my drinking muscle last night. Now all I have to worry about is what to wear.. and how to survive my predictable (and traditional) January 1st hangover.

Happy Holidaze!!!

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