The Shallow End of My Mind

Trust me to wear my tatty, ratty, white fake (peeling) leatherette pair of shoes when I sat down and shared lunch with the heir apparent to The Ultimate Shoe Madame today. 

I've been keeping my eye out on what's stylish, fashionable, trendy almost my whole life as I could not avoid it. Being cloistered in an all-girls school made me aware of the subtle intricacies of the meaning of clothes. Still, that did not stop me from wearing my blue and white vertical striped blouse tucked into my acid-wash Used jeans. Or from displaying my "coolness" in wearing a salmon pink blouse, tucked (again) in pink denim skirt, accentuated by pink leg warmers and white Keds sneakers. Walang pag-aalinlangan ang ganitong pananamit ko. Looking back, I must have thought I was, as they say nowadays, "the shizz". :P

I'd regained back of some good old "kahihiyan" when I stepped into college. I guess I dressed more conservatively and nondescriptly. Basic jeans and blouse. However, there were special occasions when feeling particularly funky and I wore my blue printed blouse, tucked into my denim skort; footwear were lace-up ankle grandma boots. Of course I looked strange! Even a (washed-up) child actor and his friend thought so, when I crossed their path in Greenhills years ago. (Yup, that incident stayed with me...)

I wish I were like some of my friends who look so put together. Even my sisters are secure in their fashion choices. While I --- I still wait for the costume mistress to give me my next set of change, it seems. Trinny and Susannah have earned quite a few pounds off me with the books I bought, that I would think I would already know what to do, fashion-wise. Obviously not, ne?

The Shallow End of My Mind

Trust me to wear my tatty, ratty, white fake (peeling) leatherette pair of shoes when I sat down and shared lunch with the heir apparent to The Ultimate Shoe Madame today. 

I've been keeping my eye out on what's stylish, fashionable, trendy almost my whole life as I could not avoid it. Being cloistered in an all-girls school made me aware of the subtle intricacies of the meaning of clothes. Still, that did not stop me from wearing my blue and white vertical striped blouse tucked into my acid-wash Used jeans. Or from displaying my "coolness" in wearing a salmon pink blouse, tucked (again) in pink denim skirt, accentuated by pink leg warmers and white Keds sneakers. Walang pag-aalinlangan ang ganitong pananamit ko. Looking back, I must have thought I was, as they say nowadays, "the shizz". :P

I'd regained back of some good old "kahihiyan" when I stepped into college. I guess I dressed more conservatively and nondescriptly. Basic jeans and blouse. However, there were special occasions when feeling particularly funky and I wore my blue printed blouse, tucked into my denim skort; footwear were lace-up ankle grandma boots. Of course I looked strange! Even a (washed-up) child actor and his friend thought so, when I crossed their path in Greenhills years ago. (Yup, that incident stayed with me...)

I wish I were like some of my friends who look so put together. Even my sisters are secure in their fashion choices. While I --- I still wait for the costume mistress to give me my next set of change, it seems. Trinny and Susannah have earned quite a few pounds off me with the books I bought, that I would think I would already know what to do, fashion-wise. Obviously not, ne?

I am a Fan!!!

I just wanted to say that. I am not a rabid chaser of my obsessions. But I do get all light and giddy whenever in contact with them.

Like when I watched "Himala: The Musical" in CCP last week. I wanted to watch it when it first ran 3/4 years ago, but hindi kaya ng budget ko. So when they had a despedida performance for their trip to Shanghai, I grabbed the chance. Was I floored! Ang galing :D

I was told that the one recently shown was much shorter, with a barer set. And I wouldn't have noticed because I was entranced by the performance. I'd prefer a bare(r) set for an excellent performance, then a so-so performance with a bongga set. Not to say that the set wasnt good ha? It totally complemented the desolation of the location of the play and the characters.

The music was glorious and the performers were wonderful! And to think that at some point in my wanna-be life, I shared a stage with them...

With May Bayot (Elsa)

Vince de Jesus (ze muzikal director, etc...) hehehe

Jay Cruz (choreographer, dancer, actor and singer!)

I also loved the performances by Lionel Guico, Cynthia Culig-Guico and Isay Alvarez. sigh.

Getting It However We Can

I'm still unhinged from not being able to do any creative/ expressive work that learning I will be contributing to a project like an audio compilation of songs from PETA children's plays made me giddy... for a while.

I got to sing "Walang Tatangkilik" again (I'm not complaining ;-) ) and was the first to use the new recording studio of Upeng and Dodjie Fernandez!! Yehhaaa!!!

Now that I've done my part, I'm feeling antsy again. Ang swerte ng mga visual artists. Art is always at the tip of their hands (or whatever medium it is they want to use)...

I guess I have to resign...

to the fact that I will have to put off my artistic urges for now. For how long? I hope not too long.

Tonight, I backed out from an audition call back. A call back!!! Tama ba naman yon? Hindi pa ako natatanggap, nag-back-out na?

I was so itching to get back to theater, to be back with my friends, to be part of a world where everyone was working to get to that perfect moment every night.The reasons were all right for me. A friend was directing. I wanted to sing and dance again. I will be playing a person who is an adult, playing for a more adult audience...Aeesssshhh.

Work gets in the way. I never thought I would be doing this. Two times. To the same friend!!! I hate it.

I remember when I used to look for work which was flexible to accommodate my love for the theater. My first week at my (official) second job, I was so happy that the performances were near our office, enabling me to excuse myself for 2-3 hours everyday for a week! This job was so theater-friendly that I was able to go to several theater tours (local and international) which ran from 2 weeks to a month. If I didnt have enough leaves, I was always quick to say, "de, don't pay me. Just let me do my play."

My next job didnt have that allowance. And although I was prepared to concentrate on that work, we all know where that led me... to Fukuoka. Thank goodness.

Now this.

After breaking the news to friends, they jokingly said, "mag-resign ka na kaya?"

Don't dare me ;-)