Me and my sisters have decided to put up our own mani-pedi-spa nook. Which according to Dotie is a shoo-in, as thriving businesses today are either high-tech or high-touch. Plus all of us love getting manicures and pedicures - although rarely have the time and patience to go to those chichi places in the mall. Our services will be clean, safe, time-efficient, professional, polished and relaxing. I think we best carry these basic traits.
We will also be putting up a full-body massage area in the attic and am soo excited already! Although when I googled spa services, I was directed to really sleazy forums where Filipino guys discussed "extra services" given by the lady masseuses! Really disgusting! To thwart these perverts from entering our premises, we will have a really female-oriented look and feel.
As luck would have it, my mom has an unoccupied commercial space in the heart of our village. I don't know what propelled all 5 of us to finally decide on putting up this business but we are now inching our way to the fruition of this business. Weeks ago we measured the area space, then Dotie brought her designer friend to study the layout and present a nice design and plan for the village "spa", and now this. Slowly but surely.
It's good that my partners are my sisters because we know that we are on the lookout for each others good and welfare. We are each others' security blankets, says my sister Che. True. So true.
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Anyway, this is very groovy because there will be more than art in my life!
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Segue to my concert experience last night.
Good thing I decided to push through with my earlier plans to attend the British Council concert of Cynthia Alexander and Antonio Forcione quartet. Was so tempted to forego the event as it was a hassle going all the way from Makati to Quezon City without a car.
Nevertheless, I went together with Maan, who is perfect company for these activities as she is always game for this stuff. I mean, she even attends "hudhud" chanting competitions! Granted that she gets paid, but even then!
The venue was at Crossroads 77, which is somewhere near Roces I think... in the middle of the the Scouts. I thought it was very near ABS but i was wrong. Good thing we road a taxi from the MRT. Imagine this huge venue, which could seat about 3,000 - 5,000 (I think), in the middle of the 'burbs. Was told it is usually used for Christian services, and it looked well-maintained and clean. My only gripe is that the entrance to the concert was 2 steep flights down! There was no consideration for elderly or disabled people. And the comfort rooms were hard to find! When we decided to use the loo, we had to go down the 2 flights of stairs only to be directed to goo up again to where we began, use the elevator to go down a floor where there was a CR. Ok, we're good at following directions. But when we arrived at the floor, that was the backstage pala, so asa pa kami to use that CR. So we went back up, got off the elevator and asked another soul where the CRs were. We were instructed to go to the 2nd floor. So we got on the elevator again and finally found the hidden loos. Sheesh. After that, it was another trudge back down the concert hall.
Sightings that night were my former officemates at the British Council, my former boss and her partner, i think i saw Sari Dalena, Irene Marcos-Araneta and a real goodlooking boy I think is her son. What a fine looking boy. Gosh, I can hear my voice shaking like a lola na may asim pa. Oh well. Gotta find out his name and ask my friends to help me stalk him. Hahahahaha!
So back to the concert (which started late! anyway...)Mon David, who won first prize at Jazz Competition in London, opened the show by singing Nat King Cole's "A boy..." (at least I think that's the title). Swoon. That is just one of my most favorite songs! Ever since I heard it in the movie, "Untamed Heart". Sigh. Just one song from Mr. David, and Cynthia Alexander was next.
I like Cynthia Alexander's set as it was Filipino, but at the same time, kind of sounding like some other culture's music. I could very well hear the Indian influences and sometimes, I could swear that I could feel the Indigo Girls' vibe in her songs. And she sang also one of my most favorite songs! "Comfort in your Strangeness" Swoon! Actually, just listening to her was enough. If the Forcione quartet wasnt the main thing of the night, I could've just gone home. But out of courtesy, I stayed through the 15 minute intermission and 1 and a half songs of the quartet. It would have been super to hear them jam (Cynthia and the quartet) but it was already so late and we had to commute.
So, home we went. Oh, but not after me buying Isha's CD. Sweet.
Speaking of sweet, I thought the buchi i bought would be a treat. Instead it is so matigas, i could throw it against glass, and it would shatter the glass. 20 pesos down the drain :( Oh, but good thing, I ate a really scrumptious lunch: pork adobo (oozing with flavorful oils)!
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