Day 6: A song that makes you cry

>> Friday, September 30, 2011

 I like being submerged in your contradiction.

I was once told I could quite be the contradiction. I was told I was crazy and insecure and stressful to be a boyfriend to because I apparently scream and utter hurtful words when over the edge. But I was also told I was beautiful and a blessing to be with {at kinilig naman ako!}. A former boyfriend scrounged up his CD collection, told me to wait because he found the perfect song for me and made me listen to this. I swear, I wasn't sure if I would smile or cry or both.

A Beautiful Mess | Jason Mraz

I am not with this man anymore and we don't talk at all and I also have no hangups with our former relationship, and I think I am not as crazy as I was some years ago but I owe it to him how I discovered a song that makes me {almost} cry every time I hear it. I have never heard of a song written so beautifully with vivid and stark imagery and a wonderful harmony, too.

You've got the best of both worlds
You're the kind of girl who can take down a man,
And lift him back up again
You are strong but you're needy,
Humble but you're greedy
And based on your body language,
And shoddy cursive I've been reading
Your style is quite selective,
Though your mind is rather reckless
Well I guess it just suggests
That this is just what happiness is

And what a beautiful mess this is
It's like picking up trash in dresses

Well it kind of hurts when the kind of words you write
Kind of turn themselves into knives
And don't mind my nerve you could call it fiction
But I like being submerged in your contradictions dear
'Cause here we are, here we are
Although you were biased I love your advice
Your comebacks they're quick
And probably have to do with your insecurities
There's no shame in being crazy,
Depending on how you take these
Words I'm paraphrasing this relationship we're staging

And what a beautiful mess this is
It's like picking up trash in dresses

Well it kind of hurts when the kind of words you say
Kind of turn themselves into blades
And kind and courteous is a life I've heard
But it's nice to say that we played in the dirt oh dear
Cause here we are, Here we are
Here we are
We're still here
What a beautiful mess this is
It's like taking a guess when the only answer is yes

Through timeless words, and priceless pictures
We'll fly like birds, not of this earth
And times they turn, and hearts disfigure
But that's no concern when we're wounded together
And we tore our dresses, and stained our shirts
But it's nice today, oh the wait was so worth it.

And this alone would make watching Jason Mraz' concert on the 30th all worth it.


Day 5: Your dream house

>> Thursday, September 29, 2011

I am not choosy with homes. In fact, it took me a while to know what I'd really like because in Manila where it's impractical to keep your dream home -- well, it's easier to be realistic.

Anyway, I dug far and deep to remember what kind of home I'd love to have given the space and resources and this is by far the best illustration I found of what I want:

Pumpkins optional via Sweet Home Style

I have mad love for Victorian houses. There's something with the intricate designs, the steps leading to the front door, the bay windows, multicolored walls, narrow roofs, cone-shaped turrets --- ah, I am in love just thinking about it. I'd love to have one in turquoise and white and butter yellow. The windows will stream the sunshine in and it will be salmon-y when it's five in the afternoon. It would be lovely to have greenery outside, and trees and flowers and dandelions and leaves that turn red in autumn. LOL, I realize that this is really not possible in Manila.

Then again, the subject said dream house. 

What's yours?


Shoe Lusting: Ferretti Shoes

>> Wednesday, September 28, 2011

Some weeks ago, fellow beauty blogger Liz Lanuzo sent me an email announcing the opening of Ferretti Shoes' online store.

 Alex, you look so fasyon here, as always!

And to be completely honest, all I can think of right now are buying shoes because I'm feeling especially sad right now {a joke my mom and I would tell each other when the only cure seems to be just shoes}.

Some of my thought bubbles at the moment:

This is perfect for my work outfits -- this would make a neutral ensemble more special <3

 The loafer feel with a bit of wedge seems perfect with my gray skinnies.

Brand Manager Shoes Pair #1

Brand Manager Shoes #2
Just in case you're curious, where I work, it's yellow everywhere:)

This pair reminds me of a pair I really wanted back in SG but no size fits me so maybe Ferretti has a size 7!

What are your Ferretti picks?


Day 4 : Something you are OC about

Tabs and the arrangement of the windows on my desktop. Other than that, I am a fairly happy camper.

IE, Work email, Adobe Photoshop CS4, Firefox and MS Word. In that order.

And if for some reason, I am accessing my work email from another source, site or program, I can't function too well. Also, if it crashes and I'd have to log in again, I'd restart or close everything so I can have it in second place. I just cannot seem to have it in the last.

Am I making sense?

What are you OC about?


Day 3: A photo taken over 10 years ago of you

>> Tuesday, September 27, 2011

This is social suicide.

Taken in 1991.

I don't have as much photos from the past. Aside from the fact that there weren't digital cameras before, my photo albums are hidden where they they don't see the light of day. Most of them were kind of damaged, too, from weathering all the weather changes they have gone through, hence the photo quality.

This photo was my kindergarten graduation picture. I distinctly remember prying through my mother's makeup kit so I can put on a red lipstick {lagpas!} on just before the photographer snapped away. I distinctly remember it was a green tube of Clinique, which shade I have already forgotten. Why I wanted red lipstick on me, on my four year old self is beyond my twenty five year old version. All I can say for sure is that I was a fairly interesting and unusually makeup crazy little girl.

And I can definitely give this girl a high five if old and new selves meet.


Things I Love Sundays: Offline Things

>> Monday, September 26, 2011

If there's anything being connected to the Internet 24/7 taught me is the increasing value of spending time with loved ones. As my work requires me to be online most of the time {even in my sleep, I can tweet}, hours spent chatting of the analog kind  makes me realize that these are the things no one can back up, no one can Youtube if you fail to watch or learn through Slideshare.

Roadtrip with the BFF and singing to 90s songs like I Saw the Sign, Mmmbop and Heaven Let Your Light Shine. Priceless.

Kain Kargador Dinner with Team E at Hawaiian Barbeque (again!)
Photo swiped from Dang

Brekkie, Lunch and Dessert, still with Team E {not really sure what I'm doing in this picture}
Photo credit: Fowebe

Team E bags for an "overnight" trip

My cooperative hair. Thanks Fowebe, for my snap :)

Being greeted by little critters like this.

And this one, which jumps on the bed with you.

And of course, sisterly talks before, after and in between PopBooth <3

Love and kisses,


Day 2: 20 of Your Favorite Things

 These are a few of my favorite things <3


1. Books. They're the first thing that came to mind for two reasons: they're the only thing I'll splurge on even if I'm broke and in my house, the books are not limited to the library shelves --- they are pretty much everywhere. I read most times I am not doing anything important.

I used to read a lot of Sweet Valley when I was younger {and was afraid I'd never grow it out, thankfully I have!}, moved on to Danielle Steel, Sidney Sheldon et. al when I got to high school and college. I did read Harry Potter when I was in college, too, but I wasn't as voracious as a reader then because I think I kept partying LOL. In between those years, I interspersed reading classics like Of Mice and Men, Ayn Rand's Anthem, Agatha Christie, Anne Rice, F. Sionil Jose and many others. It was my awakening to grown up reading and I found myself loving reading more.

When I started working, I had more money to buy books, so I read more: Haruki Murakami, Ben Greenman, Mireille Guiliano --- they are just some of the names I am so glad to finally know and their works have immensely changed my life.

2. My iPhone. Anyone with an iPhone or an iPad would know how fun it is to have all those apps on your fingertips --- it makes me happy when I am bored {which is very rare, really}, or when I want a connection to the outside world. It gives me a sense of individuality with its custom features and it hones my iPhoneographer wannabe self.

3. My Passport. Thumbing through sheets and sheets of stamped passport pages remind me of where I've been and the places where I want to go. Never fails to give my heart a warm squeeze.

4. My iPod. My iPod is a reflection of my life. I've had it for five years and it has contained songs that I've discovered through the years. It's been with me through times I've ran and cried lol. And it would show my rather eclectic taste in music.

5. Lemongrass Juice. I seriously hope that even non-Thai restaurants would serve this in the future.

6. My red CMG flats. They're my go to shoes on days I don't need to be at the office or on Fridays, when I'm lazy to dress up but needs a pick me up and a pop of color.

7. My Manduka water bottle. I've taken to commit to drink more water about two weeks ago and I got a new water bottle from my favorite store, Certified Calm. It's BPA-free and it's Eco-usable and I am more hydrated than I've ever been!

8. My yoga mat and towel. Yoga has been and will be an integral part of my life hereon. The mat and towel symbolize my commitment to being grounded and one with the world.

9. My coffee mug. Not a day passes by without me sipping coffee --- and if I don't, I unfortunately, become very unhappy.

10. Sims Social. Sure is a time-waster but I would like to allow myself to be brain dead, if only for once in a while.

While the list says it's supposed to be 20, I choose to stop at 10. Life taught me not to be too materialistic, and it's a feat not to be. But right now, all I really love are the love and comfort of being with family, friends and loved ones. That's all I can really think of right now as my favorites.

Happy Monday and I hope anyone who reads this has a great week ahead!


Day 1: A Picture of What Makes You Happy

>> Sunday, September 25, 2011

Technically, it's not a picture, however a jpeg file.

Page 2 of Tara Cabullo's resume. Click to embiggen.

I recently allowed myself to sit down, take a good hard look at my professional work and rewrote my entire CV from scratch. From scratch.

I am not quite sure why I did it {not exactly on the market for another job} but writing about what I could do, and what I have learned after five years of working sure did tell me I changed a LOT. Aside from the writing, it took me several days to figure out how I wanted it to look like, to find the right Baroque brushes and to decide on the fonts. After a few days, I emerged victorious with three pages of career summary.

After that, I updated my Linked In profile, too. Now, I can move on to other things. And that makes me happy.


30 Day Blog Challenge --- Here I Go!

>> Saturday, September 24, 2011

I woke up today feeling swarmed of the many things I'd have to do. Most days, I am overwhelmed of my task list --- both personal and professional and because of the many things I tend to do in a day, my blog is the first thing to be ignored. I hate it when I do that.

Quite selfishly and narcissistically, I love back reading my blog. It provides me insights on myself, on how I've handled things before --- reminds me of the problems and worries I used to have and how I'm a happier person now and I get to revisit the steps I undertook to overcome them.

But these days, I'm at a loss to what to write. Yes, my house looks like Watson's and Rustan's combined, from all the events I've attended {no one is complaining though} and I know I should and want to share them with readers who've stuck with me through the years but I don't really want to write about them until I've used them up and gained shareable insights worthy of a post.

In lieu of that, I am challenging myself to a 30 Day Blog Challenge, an idea that has been there, but has only been pushed through the edge when I visited a dear reader's site {Hello, Kaith!}. I guess it was the kind of topic list that got my writing juju fired up again so we'll see.

    Day 1    A photo that makes you happy
    Day 2    20 of my favorite things
    Day 3    A photo taken over 10 years ago of you
    Day 4    Something you are OCD about
    Day 5    Your dream house
    Day 6    A song that makes you cry (or nearly)
    Day 7    My worst habit
    Day 8    What’s in my handbag/purse
    Day 9    Hopes, dreams and plans for the next 365 days
    Day 10  A dream for the future
    Day 11  Who can’t you live without?
    Day 12  If you could wish for anything that would come true, what would you wish for?
    Day 13  Have you ever had your heart broken? Have you ever broken a heart?
    Day 14  What do you like most about yourself?
    Day 15  What do you dislike most about yourself?
    Day 16  What do people notice about you?
    Day 17  What’s something you wish you could say to someone?
    Day 18  Whom do you admire the most?
    Day 19  What is your goal in life?
    Day 20  What are the 10 most significant events in your life?
    Day 21  If you died tomorrow, what’s one thing you’d regret not doing?
    Day 22  What’s an inside joke you have with someone?
    Day 23  Two months ago, where were you and what were you doing?
    Day 24  Do you have saved text messages?  If so, who are they from and why do you still have them?
    Day 25  Write 5 messages to 5 different people without using names.
    Day 26  What’s something you’re really excited for?
    Day 27  What do you feel guilty for doing?
    Day 28  Tattoos.  If you have one, post it and its story.  If not, what do you want?
    Day 29  Picture of your makeup collection
    Day 30  When were the happiest days of your life?

*crosses fingers*

As for now, I'm off to Tagaytay to spend a quiet weekend with loves <3


Weekday Sans Hangover and Some Walker Wisdom

>> Monday, September 19, 2011

Any normal {most probably, single} well-functioning, alcohol-tolerating corporate slave would be lying if s/he said s/he doesn't drink most on some weekdays. I am one of them.

Now, it isn't because our throats are just shouting for the quiet comfort of alcohol, nor would you feel the gurgle in your liver, sending letter bombs to your brain to down that Patron on a Wednesday night.

I do remember one lesson I had when I was about 15. My father {as in my deceased biological father} and I were at a social function. He asked the waiter for a drink and in a few seconds, a glass of Johnnie Walker Blue Label was in front of me.


Drink up. Learn to drink that and no one can trick you into something you don't want to do. Or have something done for you.  

I must've coughed so much when I took a sip because honestly, my tongue was not at all prepared for some fatherly bonding of drinking up, and for scotch whiskey, too! I had counted on this for when I would turn 18 but my father must've felt he wasn't to see this anymore so he taught me how to drink and not to get drunk and also not to get hangovers.

Almost eleven years after, I finally look back and see and feel thankful that my father taught me to a smooth drinker. When I look back, while I did have my crazy drunken moments {on weekends, please don't fret} and buzzed weeknights, there were many memories, numerous conversations, deals I've sealed, friendships I've established and negotiations won, moves I never would've done if I wasn't influenced by our distillery friends. Then again, the key here is to know until what level of alcohol you can take. Drink moderately, as they say. Take that to heart for you don't want to be doing things you will be regretting the morning after.

Mixers, formals and events you thought were superfluous are contributors to one's success. In my career, however young may it be considered, I have seen high powered people pull out badass career / business stunts with a glass of whiskey in hand. {Also, I have such huge respect for men who only drink scotch whiskey at such places. Men and margarita / Cosmopolitan / Vodka 7 just do not match =P}

This did not make me drink more whiskey of course. But last week, the BFF gave me a reason to start choosing Johnnie Walker more on occasions I'm drinking:

 Tara Vs. Walker. Some years ago, I never would've considered a Johnnie Walker drink but now, and maybe it's because it's age, and maybe I have acquired the taste finally, and maybe because I love it with ginger ale, that I did enjoy it and will continue to. Aside from that, true to the myth that surrounds it, I did not get a hangover the morning after, and woke up at 6 AM, too. Photo taken at Opus at Resorts World
{Also, it's one of those nights that I just slapped on a red lipstick because I have no other makeup on!}

Just like university nights, Dang and I finally are in the same club in the same night -- something we haven't done in a while.

Team E VP Phoebe joins us in the photo and teaches what washes down well with Johnnie Walker with Ginger Ale. But that's for another story.

Most days, I'm just your regular San Mig Light / Vodka lemonade toting girl, really. But if there's anything to learn, your best bet when power-tripping, so no one can ever fool you, or just whipping out a power drink, is a glass of Johnnie Walker.

Also, I have my father to thank for this wisdom. I hope you and Him are having fun toasting up there. 


A Lesson in Badassery

>> Sunday, September 18, 2011

... Or alternately titled: Some Things Never Grow Old.

... Or also alternately titled: You Make Me Want to Be a Lawyer

I never would've been the person to watch an entire series on lawyers. If you know me, you'd know well enough that I have bad taste in TV: I am known to gravitate towards the rubbishy, superficial {at least for normal, thinking folks} shows such as  Gossip Girl, Glee, Pretty Little Liars, Dirty Sexy Money, Californication, Entourage, and One Tree Hill, where the characters' main cause of concern can be a bit juvenile.

The show has ended its first season and I know I'm so late on joining the bandwagon but it's been a while since I've loved a show as much as I do with this.

When I heard about it, all I knew was that it was a funny and entertaining, so I assumed it was a comedy, especially since I saw this post:

Donna must be everyone's favorite character and I can understand why.

 And of course, the most badass of them all, Jessica Pearson, Managing Partner at Pearson and Hardman.

And then I discovered that Suits is really about the world of high-flying lawyers, the importance of making the best appearance, the importance of being right {or righteous, whatever}, why people judge you according to your suit and why a high five is never done in the boardroom. And maybe in a nutshell, Suits should be subtitled: How to Be Badass. Harvey Specter {played by Gabriel Macht} and Mike Ross {played by Patrick J Adams, aka my newest TV crush} are two lawyers in the prestigious Pearson and Hardman Firm. Harvey is your quintessential Mr. Big type, non-committal, immaculate in a three piece suit and will not be caught in non-flattering, compromising situation. Mike Ross, on the other hand, is his non-lawyer genius whom he hired when Jessica Pearson told him to hire someone like him.

Lesson #1: First impressions last. You start behind the eight ball, you'll never get in front.

The badassery, howevery, is not limited to the male cast of this wonderful, wonderful show:

 Rachel Zane played by Meghan Markle 
She's smart. And she's hot.

And Donna, Harvey's assistant, can call him a wuss. I love that bit.

Also, it's nice to see things I actually wear in real life mirrored on TV. These are things I can relate to, very well:

And of course, seeing men in suits for a full hour per episode is something I can spare time for before sleeping every night.

Gabriel Macht introduced to me the concept of the vest.

The changing times may have blurred out the working world's concept of behavior in the workplace, what constitutes a suitable corporate attire and the fact that doing a good job is not the only thing that gets you to the top, but some things --- they never change.

I want to be a lawyer if only for this show.

And have a listen to the kickass opening theme:

Ima Robot | Greenback Boogie

See the money wanna stay, for your meal.
Don't you really wanna know how it feels?


Things I Learned From Cosmo Bachelor Bash 2

>> Saturday, September 17, 2011

Wow. I seem to have a new panata. 

On Thursday night, after a round of San Mig Lights, I, together with four other girls and my BGF {Best Gay as in lesbian Friend} braved the madhouse, batshit-crazy traffic from Makati City to the World Trade Center to see men strut the catwalk. Topless. And then some. This year marks my second time {my first time was dissected in here} coming to a night where ladies can scream, swoon, fire water on men's bodies without being judged: The Cosmopolitan Bachelor Bash. This is where even the calmest, most collected, chill-est girl would lose her cool because everyone is just too hot.

Thanks to agency folks and Summit friends, I had tickets waiting for me on Wednesday morning. By Thursday, I came to work dressed in something I had made for me back in 2006. And a blazer, lest I be stared down for coming to work in a heavily-slitted long dress.

Dress: Vittorio Barba
Shoes: Pill
Necklace: The Ramp
Accessories: Forever 21
Bag: CMG

As always, I have some moments of introspection during the time we were waiting for the line to clear and for the show to start, some of which were:

 Yes, girls line up for this thing.

  1. The high heels are not worn so one can look fasyon. It's useful for when craning your neck to see abs and male pelvic bones.
  2. Girls secretly hate each other. While I was outside the WTC standing amidst throngs and throngs of impatient women, I have heard all sorts of insults and lait a girl can take and receive. You dress well, you get insulted for your skin. You arrive in sexy clothes, thou shall be called easy. Of course this is not true for every single female {but I can be the mean girl sometimes} but this surfaces in most female circles. It can't really be denied, right girls? =P
  3. But despite girls secretly hating each other, we help each other in times of need. Especially when we're beside each other and watching football players strut down the ramp.
  4. Men are sexy walking down like men. I hope they don't dance onstage like macho dancers would.
  5. There are only a few events in a woman's life where she would be seen in skyrocket heels while lugging a heavy DSLR camera. This is one of those.
  6. This Cosmo Bachelor Bash is bringing out the cougar in me. But I'm underage for that now! 
  7. Why a normal, well-functioning girl would bring her boyfriend to the Cosmo Bachelor Bash is beyond me. First, six-packed men can slap a guy with insecurity from afar. Two, isn't it pretty common knowledge guys don't like ogling other guys? Ugh, I could feel resentment from five feet last Thursday. 
  8. It's fun, fierce and fabulous to be at the Cosmo Bachelor Bash. It's going to be a yearly thing for me na talaga.
I entered WTC cool as a cucumber and headed straight to the San Miguel booth. I had thought that since it was not my first time anymore, that I wouldn't be caught  screaming my head off once again as I did last year but as soon as lights were turned off and a sexy teaser of Jake Cuenca was flashed, I was easily transformed into a screaming girl like everyone in the audience. And I wasn't even a fan.

... and girls can fill up the WTC for this!

Just like last year, the Cosmo hunks were hot and very abs-y. But while I recognize that fact, aren't these boys too young to be showing off their bodies to cougars, Beckies and cougars-in-training like me?

Anyway, here are my favorites from last Thursday's show:

Azkals' Misagh Bahadoran. He never took off his jacket though.

Callalily's Kean Cipriano may be thinner than most guys but you can't deny the guy is HOT.

My, my, aren't you the hottie, Felix Roco?

Someone's going to take capoeira just because of the cool stunts Rafael Rosell pulled onstage.

Halfway through the show with P and C and T {who took this photo}

Jake Cuenca's scorching video

Jake Cuenca LIVE. And still clothed.

And a water-gunned version. Of course.

And if last year, my favorite was Baron Geisler, my favorite bachelor this year would of course have to just be:

Philippine Azkals' #4 and Midfield Defender Anton Del Rosario.

No further explanation needed.

 But for some reason, the sight of a group of men in tighty whities is making me laugh out loud.
But that doesn't stop me from watching.

Some of my bachelor suggestions, if it ever was up to me, LOL:

  • Neil Etheridge
  • Christian Bautista (again)
  • Angel Guirado
  • Stephan Shrock
  • Matteo Guidicelli
  • Luis Alandy

Who was your favorite bachelor?

Till the next one, Cosmo!

*Images with the Cosmopolitan watermark is duly owned by No copyright infringement intended.


Things That Are Making Me Giggle Like a Schoolgirl Now

>> Thursday, September 15, 2011

Hello, hello, everyone! Thought I'd share the things that are making me giggle uncontrollably the past few days. I'm still experiencing a little writer's block so I thought these pictures would suffice:

Hello, Mr. Mraz. We're going to meet each other finally.

I don't remember where I was or what I was doing at the two times Jason Mraz have had his concert in Manila before and sometime last year, I wanted so much to fly to Maldives {as if I could afford it, LOL} because he was there. Thankfully, I don't have to do that now because he's going to be back in Manila on October 30! Jason Mraz songs are all I'm listening to in preparation. I am giddy like crazy.

A Beautiful Mess | My favorite Jason Mraz song ever.

A Free Volumizing Mascara for all visitors! WOOT!

Time to stock up on your favorite Pond's products, my loves!

And where I'm headed to in a couple of hours!

Happy Thursday!



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