Familia de Horreur
I’m sure you’ve heard the news how we’ve got this huge storm that hit my motherland, the land of the brown, l’exotique and the natives aka Las Islas Filipinas. I feel terrible knowing that over 21 people died, over 6,000 people are left homeless. At least that’s what the Washington Post said.
But that didn’t stop me and from getting my nails done and a massage yesterday. Hurricane or not, I won’t let mama nature steer me away from pampering myself.
To hell with gray skies, rain and the nasty wind. I LOOOVE the weather! It’s supposed to be hot, hot summer hot in this tropical archipelago but we’re blessed with a beautiful, gorgeous, rainy gray yesterday – I finally got the chance to layer up underneath my Norma Kamali for Everlast gray puffy-sleeved cropped cardigan.
I spent the entire afternoon with all 3 of my siblings. Everyone’s got a busy schedule and it was rare for all 4 of us to be together. We’re not by all means a "perfect" family but it was nice and refreshing to enjoy each other’s company without fighting or having a argument even for a second. I think it’s because of the fact that none of us are getting younger these days. In fact, we even ditched the maids and we all took turns taking photos and videos of each other. It was amazing and fun.
Our first stop was Tips and Toes where we had manicures, pedicures and back massages.
Cropped hoodie by Norma Kamali for Everlast, sunglasses from Dior, white t-shirt from Topshop, silk scarf from Chanel, fish necklace from Chanel, faux pearls from a store I can’t remember, chain, leader and bead necklace from a local boutique called "Firmas", jeans by Acne (Sweden), boots from Chanel, metallic spy bag from Fendi.
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Anyway, we all used to fight one another and our parents would always tell us that we shouldn’t be fighting cause at the end of the day, we really got no one else other than each other. Fuck friends. "Friends" come and go and these days, they are dime in a dozen… and screw "life partners" and their variants. Boyfriends, girlfriends and "life partners" only last till they dump you.
(That’s ***MY*** turqouise necklace right there that Mrs. T gave to me and I haven’t even used yet!! UGH!!. The evil bitch troll gets to use some of my things first I hate it! LOL)
After Tips and Toes, we went to the Coffee Bean where I had a tuna sandwich (I only ate the tuna and the lettuce) and the usual vanilla ice-blended with NO WHIPPED CREAM.
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I know all my siblings are fatter than me and believe it or not, there were times… many, many times how I thought I was the adopted child or I got switched at the nursing room at the hospital when I was born. The hell with it, my siblings probably think I’m soooo ashamed of them because of the way I act whenever we’re out in the public and they’d go all weird and loud and crap. Sometimes I’d take the piss at them and tell them they’re all short, fat and they dress like hookers or how they should stop borrowing my shit cause they’ve got theirs or other silly, random things. God, I must have hurt their feelings. Hahahaha!
If I may so, I’m a complete pig myself and I’m not the skinny young twink I used to be.
Nevertheless, yesterday was the only day that I realized that in spite of my sibling’s flaws…. OUR flaws (mine included), these are the people who have stood by me through thick and thin and will always be there for me no matter what happens. Blood is thicker than water indeed. I’m so fortunate to have them and I would NEVER EVER trade them for anything else. I’m also lucky that my siblings keep me close to reality… they’re the perfect antidote to all my drama and pretentions. They keep both of my feet on the ground. Unlike me, they’re all modest and humble, which makes my life balanced.
After the Coffee Bean, I went to the Body Shop to pick up some essentials.
And then we all went to meet up with the parentals for dinner at this Thai/Asian restaurant called "Banana Leaf", which I keep on mistaking for "Banyan Tree", which is a lovely chain of lovely hotels and spa in South East Asia.
I guess I should never be ashamed of my familia de horreur. Afterall, I’m lucky, very lucky, that in spite of being the black sheep in the family, they love me so much.
I JUST WISH I HAVE EXTREMELY WEALTHY POLICITIANS OR BUSINESSMEN AS PARENTS WHO WILL SPOIL ME ROTTEN BECAUSE THEY’RE ALWAYS BUSY WITH WORK OR THEIR EXTENDED NUCLEAR FAMILIES. I WANT SKINNY TALL MODELS AS SIBLINGS!!!! WHO NEEDS LOVE WHEN DADDY CAN EFFORTLESSLY BUY ME A BENTLEY? WHO NEEDS MOTHERLY ADVICE WHEN MUMMY WILL BUY ME EVERYTHING I WANT AT CHANEL? I WANT MONEY MONEY MONEY!!!!!!!! I WANT THE SPOILED CHILD WHO NEVER HADE FAMILIAL LOVE!!!HAHAHAHAHAHA!
All I can say is, my family may not be "picture perfect" but at least we’re SERIOUSLY not dysfunctional. I know I shouldn’t be judging other families because every one has a story to tell but I can’t help it… I have to share this sense of pride inside of me. I’m very proud that my parents have never cheated on each other, they don’t have unwanted spawn with some third party demon, they almost never fight and in spite of them not spoiling me rotten to the core and giving me EVERYTHING MATERIAL that I want, having a family who is ever so loving, accepting and understanding such as mine makes me want to forget all the fabulous material things in the world.
On that profound note, I’d like to greet my obese mother a happy mother’s day. Thank god you’re losing weight. I’m sooo jealous of those kids with skinny mothers. HAHAHAHAHA! But yeah, I’m glad your newfound DVD addiction helps. Keep up the good work. Losing 11 pounds is quite an achievement.
Oh and I know you guys got married on October and gave birth to me on March the following year. You can deny that I’m a love child (or a result of premarital sex) all you want but I’m still proud of you mum and I love, love, love you.
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God I’m fucking gorgeous in spite of the rain. Thank you lord almighty for making me pretty.
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