AM NO ABERCROMBIE & FITCH GUY BUT I WEAR WEAJUNS AND SHORT SHORTS

I remember mom would make me wear pink, khaki and plaid when I was little and pulled it off quite nicely. Shirts and shorts mostly from Lacose, Le Tigre and her all time 80’s favorite Collezione – yes, that store along J. Bocobo street in Ermita.

My parents believed in traditional clothing and viewed it not as a style but as clothes worn for generations. Suddenly, I have gone back in time when I used to borrow dads Weejuns to school and wear my Tretorns to church. I never gave up and it has been my uniform since god knows when.

Growing up down south, my summers were usually spent waking up early, hitting the fairway at eight in the morning with cousins and sometimes with my dad when I was 9 and ending the day hitting a few buckets at the driving range.





Vincent Schoepfer's Gossip Boy S/S 2010

The past few days, I have been frequently checking out Vincent Schoepfer’s Gossip Boy collection for S/S 2010. His collection simply embraces the dapper philosophy of waistcoats, henleys, prints and bow-ties creating a modern uniform of travel.

MUCH NEEDED WEEKEND BREAK AT THE BUTT CRACK OF DAWN

Ironically, being invisible for the past two months also meant that I've been insanely busy working on new business pitches, editing and writing multiple press releases, organizing press conferences and making progress on other stuff that's been languishing.

I haven’t even had the chance to squeeze in a little bit of shopping during workday lunch or happy hour and finding a better balance only means I have to do what I have to do, and what I have to do is get work done and find a way to take advantage of my weekends instead of bringing work home all the time.



Then, I woke up one weekend morning up at the butt crack of dawn realizing I haven’t done anything interesting for the past year and a half. I haven’t gone sailing, I haven’t visited the driving range nor kissed the putting green in ages, paint and hold an exhibit, shopped impulsively without mom and dad stopping me, traveled abroad nor find the time to visit mi mamá y papá down south. I really need to figure out how to not exhaust and burn myself from this curse.

I must shut up and work on the pitch fast - buddha needs to shop this weekend!

Here’s what’s on my list this weekend:

shawl collar sweater

new black oxford lace-ups

crisp white dress shirt

new black leather watch straps

probably sourcing for fabrics too and yes,


bonus item – deck shoes! Haha


And oh, drop by Plant and check out the Rockwell Urban Bazaar ( Dean & Trent’s there!)

GILDED SUMMER

I recently came across Paul Smith’s Spring/Summer lookbook and I was pleasantly surprised with what I saw.





I’m in love with the muted and subdued tone of the images and the bright pop of colors. Everything looks as though it's been painted gold by the summer sun reminding me of summer days in Tali and the beaches down south.

THE APC’S OF SUMMER

I’ve always felt that A.P.C. is one brand that has been consistently providing beautiful everyday clothing ( I’ve two pairs of nice selvage jeans I got at Homme et Femme way back and I still wear them).