tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42565294238485276852011-09-26T12:02:22.018+08:00photography.beauty.food.saving mother earthgingerbeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14739220376769795195noreply@blogger.comBlogger611100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4256529423848527685.post-63451552029070872882011-09-18T22:28:00.004+08:002011-09-18T22:39:48.731+08:00

I feel like such a fiend for eating so much cookies and a glass or two of malt soy milk before bed. I try to rationalize it in my head though, like how I only ate a banana and fresh lumpia for dinner, but then I realize the true amount of what I've eaten so far today - and yesterday for that matter. Jeez louise. Should I keep track of what I'm eating? I look at my students everyday, and everyday

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Every time I would write something here, I get stuck. I partially blame twitter for that, you see. 140 characters or less, and so my thoughts are mere phrases or incoherent babbles at most. A year later and I'm still struggling with what to write, what to post, what to share. I partially blame life for that. My busy schedule and real life relationships gets in the way of my netizen existence. So

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I'm a bit enamored by this whole idea of being able to do housework perfectly. Like Martha Stewart perfect that it's scary. But honestly, I would rather cook than do laundry. Don't ask me what we cooked the pig's heart for because I can't remember. So anyway, Typhoon Ketsana toppled over our stove oven and now only the stove top works. It kind of sucks because our family has this love affair

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I just had my hair cut after a long while. It's not something drastic, mind you. I can't go for my stylish cuts anymore since I'm working in a fairly conservative industry now.So I was pretty 'high' from my new 'do when I had to go to my grandmother's house to pick up something. Her neighbor was there who didn't recognize me first. But when she did, she said something like this,"Oh. Well, look at

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I'm at a happy place right now. However, it was not without doubt and apprehensions. It is a slow process and the first thing I've learned about this whole experience is how to be patient. Like a flower, it blooms in its own time. And it definitely will wherever it is planted.The place where I am in right now, both literally and metaphorically, is helping me discover myself. More often than not,

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I just realized how long it has been since my last post. It hasn't been easy, with the passing of my lolo (grandfather) and then entering a new job, therefore a new phase in my life.I feel so much older in the span of six, seven months. This half year mark had literally been a huge learning curve for me. It's funny to think that I was responsible before, but not as much as now.I was used to being

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My lolo (grandfather) was an intelligent, content man. Whatever life threw at him, he never complained and always said that he's okay. Even in his last days, when his illness was at its worse, he would say that he's okay.Thank you lolo, for sharing your life with us. Thank you for raising up your kids the way that you did. Thank you lolo for being you.This may be the last time I would see your

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Squash blossoms are a rare treat for me. One has to wake up early to harvest these since they start to wilt by mid morning. Thank you to the make-shift vegetable garden we have here that we get to enjoy these - and tomatoes, and okra, and even string beans. Not only are they beautiful to look at, they also taste sweet. My mom cooked these in oyster sauce and hoisin sauce. The combination of both

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About 20 years ago, my grandmother decided to plant a santol seed at our backyard. And every summer since then, we've enjoyed the fruits of that one small act.When I was a child, the tree provided much entertainment to us. We would climb up the tree and greedily get the fruit. We wouldn't eat it mind you. We'd just use the flesh as ammo with our improvised blow guns (aka the shell of old ball

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I've seen the exact same scene played out differently in so many movies. You know, the one set in the hospital, where the doctor enters somberly and asks you to step out of the room because he has the results of the latest exam done to your relative. You brace yourself, thoughts, both good and bad, keep swirling and shouting in your head. Your heart is pounding loudly as if it could burst out

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I like thinking about what I'm supposed to wear. Sometimes I'd just look at clothes and imagine what would look good with it. I'm also frustrated because there are some clothes or style I can't really pull off because of the hot and humid weather where I live, and I'm not exactly the skinniest girl on the lot (although I once was just a few years ago). Anywho, my secret wishes are to have an

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It's a summer fruit that takes on a plum, almost eggplant color when ripe. It's called star apple in English because if you cut it cross wise, then the halves resemble a star. However, I cut it lengthwise, as you would an apple, because getting the flesh is much easier that way.Kaimito has a sweet, milky, almost creamy taste to it and the flesh is just succulent. It's best served chilled with a

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Happiness for me are the little things. The details that make up the moment. It may be waking up to a smiley face text from the boyfriend, or;toasted pop tartsdiscovering my mom's stash of cups in one of the cupboardsAnd the fact that it's Friday with chance of rain oh hey, it just poured! Nice.How about you? What's happiness for you?

gingerbeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14739220376769795195noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4256529423848527685.post-64452951507331416612010-03-06T11:55:00.005+08:002010-03-06T13:19:46.228+08:00

I'm a 'rain' person. I thrive with skies overcast and the crisp chill of the air. If only the Philippines had four seasons, then I would gladly embrace autumn.But, we live north of the equator, and only get two seasons. They say it's rainy and dry, but I would contest with hot and hotter.Summer came in early this year for this part of the world, and it ain't good. First with the massive floods,

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I was supposed to go for a job interview at 8am last Friday. However, I was wearing this red top that I was really determined to prove that it wasn't unlucky for job interviews despite its history.* I woke up late, got to the shower late (hey, seven people - one bathroom, not a great pairing), and then my car stalled just as I was about to go out of the subdivision (later that night we learned

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Can you find where I am? If you can't, then I can't really blame you. That's me when I was about 10lbs lighter, and a little bit more innocent. Just a tad bit. Hee.Okay, fine, I'm the one sitting, with the bonnet (is that what you call it?), SLR, and a tag with FILMMAKER written on it.This was our senior year photo and I remember the day we took it fondly. It's so funny that some of my classmates

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Well apparently, me.Don't you hate it when you've become part of the rare statistic of a disease due to your complications? I can now say that I am one of the 1/3 of the people who gets rashes when they contract typhoid. And might I add, it's not the "usual" chest/abdomen area rose-spot smattering of rashes, it's the arms-legs-back-buttock combination of seemingly hemorrhagic and horrible rashes.

gingerbeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14739220376769795195noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4256529423848527685.post-13403407470854684162009-12-22T15:42:00.005+08:002009-12-28T11:43:21.176+08:00

A belated Happy Christmas to all! My family and I escaped the bustling city and spent time with my cousins from my mother's side in Tagaytay. I realized how much of a tropical girl I am. It was windy and cold where we were and I always thought I was punishing myself from the more temperate climate.Anywho, one reason I love Christmas is because I love giving gifts. No kidding. I do love thinking

gingerbeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14739220376769795195noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4256529423848527685.post-44791135005314280262009-12-17T17:30:00.005+08:002009-12-22T18:14:02.475+08:00

Yep, I drew this postcard to be part of a global postcard exchange. I realized how fun and thrilling it was to make my own postcard and have it shipped halfway around the world.So, even though I'm doing the postcrossing thing, I'd like to know whom in the blogosphere wants to receive one? Let me know.

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Yesterday, I turned a year older, and hopefully a year wiser.To recap:Stripes for my birthday.I couldn't find the perfect red shoes for the dress, but, I did find these shoes and immediately fell in love with it.Pondered, and wondered about the idea of getting a shorter 'do.Just to give an idea how the outfit turned out. I had to put on the cardigan because of a slight wardrobe malfunction. Note

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I NEED help! I want to wear this dress on Friday, but I don't know what to pair it up with. So I need your help!{Source}I bought this Topshop dress at the International Fair last October, and boy was it for a steal! Bought at Php500, roughly at USD10. I know it looks like an apron, but heck, do I love it (and it looks much better in person - sorry no actual photo, will update later).So here's

gingerbeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14739220376769795195noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4256529423848527685.post-79388451263092049332009-11-09T18:01:00.008+08:002009-12-06T23:05:26.521+08:00

Click to enlarge, and you'd understand why.*Heehee*Anyway, what I mean with sticking to the method, is how you faithfully stick to your skin routine.Personally, I have acne prone/oily skin. I've been battling with it since I was 11 years old, and now, I'm 22 and somehow, I've learned to accept that I may never have flawless skin. Almost flawless, but never completely so.I've had numerous skin

gingerbeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14739220376769795195noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4256529423848527685.post-66716355640467417502009-11-09T15:55:00.004+08:002009-11-09T16:48:26.480+08:00

Me and our house circa April 2008 (OMG, look at that tan...clearly I always wore tees!)I'm just laughing my head off at that horrible tan line. Anywho, this is the dress I wore to my uni grad last year. Take note that we were supposed to be wearing Filipiña type of dresses (with sleeves)and it should be below the knee. BUT -- what the hey right?! Oh, and I'm wearing the sablay which is what we

gingerbeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14739220376769795195noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4256529423848527685.post-31855677933306288112009-11-03T15:41:00.005+08:002009-11-03T16:42:25.447+08:00

Today's outfit is brought to you by...my undergraduate thesis. Well, the dress that is.I'm not too comfortable taking pictures of myself, so pardon the cheeky face I have on. Anyway, back to the dress.I love vintage silhouettes and styles, that's why I was drawn to this one. This is the actually the costume of the lead actress in my film. (Yes, I'm a film grad)I think Joy wears it better though.

gingerbeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14739220376769795195noreply@blogger.com13tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4256529423848527685.post-67094495077630088392009-11-02T21:10:00.003+08:002009-11-05T17:56:39.036+08:00

I enjoy seeing celebrities' paparazzi photos. I like to see who they are away from the lights.I also like taking photographs.I just don't like people taking photographs of me. I'm (mostly) camera shy, and thrive from being behind it rather than in front of it.The picture above was taken yesterday by my brother, around 11:30pm on All Saints Day, while we were visiting my grandfather's grave.Camera

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I was supposed to write this post last Saturday, but another typhoon fast-tracked its way to the country, and we were all lazing about the house.Halloween is slowly working its way in the cultural mindset of the everyday Filipino, but undas still reigns supreme. We go to the cemetery to honor our dead loved ones every November 1 and 2, celebrating All Saints Day and All Souls Day

gingerbeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14739220376769795195noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4256529423848527685.post-18184860465423840172009-10-30T12:44:00.003+08:002009-10-30T16:08:24.579+08:00

Before I was called by my immediate supervisor, I suddenly had the overwhelming urge to list down the things I want to accomplish. I was surprised that it was a relatively short list. Sixteen items to be exact. Okay, is 16 short? I dunno. Anyway, on to it!I want to - learn how to sew like a PRO! (But first I need to get my sewing machine fixed. It was submerged in the flood, you see)create an "

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Thank you for all those who joined my very first contest! :-)I know the prizes aren't much, but you made me very happy by just joining. So, thank you, thank you! Also, thank you for your kind words. My family and I are almost done in picking up the pieces, literally. We still don't have cabinets, so most of our stuff are still in boxes or are on top of them. One of the three cars is functioning

gingerbeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14739220376769795195noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4256529423848527685.post-89403635129456090782009-10-05T12:36:00.012+08:002009-10-07T14:46:15.584+08:00

The recent storm 'Ketsana' (locally known as 'Ondoy') hit very, very close to home. Our house and everything else was ravaged by the flood waters. I was actually taking pictures of the prizes for my first give-away when our helper announced that the water outside our house was steadily rising. We're no strangers to storms and floods, but this time, it became too personal. Our house is

gingerbeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14739220376769795195noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4256529423848527685.post-91119248963930070482009-09-24T21:15:00.005+08:002009-09-24T23:48:39.019+08:00

This is crazy. I've been micro-blogging more than I've been blogging. And because I plan to make amends for this, and I'm still reeling from the end of True Blood's season 2, I am having my first blog give away!One winner would get the following items:Yep, this one is a True Blood (Beauty) give away! True Blood is based on the Sookie Stackhouse novels by Charlaine Harris. I say based, because,

gingerbeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14739220376769795195noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4256529423848527685.post-68305213784526001712009-08-20T19:16:00.003+08:002009-08-20T19:32:49.069+08:00

I should have announced a blog hiatus. Or not. But things went really fast because I just resigned from my very first job after a year and 2 months.To tell you the truth, when I was writing my resignation letter, it felt as if I was writing a break-up letter. Well, maybe it is.It's been a long time coming, but I would not have changed it for anything else.You see, when I was in college, I hated

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Sundays are laid back for all of us. It doesn't matter if it's sunny, or as it is right now, cloudy with chance of rain. Laundry must be done, the dogs must be given a bath, and of course, we all must eat lunch together.Today is no exception. Well, maybe just a tad bit. Our chocolate labrador, Hershey, wanted to play fetch with us and kept parading her ball. But no one wanted to because the cars

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In all my years in online existence, I have yet to try online shopping. I always lurk, and never buy. I have tried to a few times, but the hassle of never seeing it before handing my payment always gets to me.But it all might change.Isn't she a beaut? *Sigh* The dresses this website offer are my kind of dresses. If only I could get them all. -.- You see, I don't own a credit card, so that's hard

gingerbeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14739220376769795195noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4256529423848527685.post-62021878505824259042009-07-06T18:48:00.004+08:002009-07-06T19:07:23.228+08:00

I took the picture above when I was commuting and was stuck in traffic along C5 road. There were quite a few of these graffiti-ed along the walls, and it greatly amused me during the hot and boring commute. Some were just random art (yes I call them that), but some had a story to them. What I loved though is how each art is signed with the artist's initials or maybe their aliases.Too bad they

gingerbeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14739220376769795195noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4256529423848527685.post-28774405808962246412009-06-12T11:49:00.007+08:002009-06-12T12:57:30.392+08:00

Maligayang Araw ng Kasanrilan! [Happy Independence Day!] To commemorate the Philippines' 111th year of independence (although if you ask me, I suppose we truly never were -- but that's a different post), I'll be lifting some Filipinisms if you will from the book "You know you're Filipino if..." by Neni Sta. Romania-Cruz. The one's in red are my own. (And all photos are taken from google.com)Try

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Happy 111th Independence Day to all the Filipinos! Today is supposedly a holiday, but boo me because I have to work.Here's just a quick peek at where I work. I took this at around 6pm yesterday, so almost every one has gone home. By the way, I took it with an old fish eye lens for film attached to my DSLR -- and I kind of like how it turned out.I work for an advertising company, but my discipline

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Hi All!Hm, what can I say -- it's raining mad, thanks to the monsoon rains, and I'm too early for work.I actually arrived at around 630am thanks to my car being banned from major roads today (my plate ends with 6, and cars with plate numbers ending with 5 and 6 are banned from 7am to 7pm).So anyway, I've been thinking, I really want to hold my very first contest. And many more contests/giveaways

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I know, I know, I'm not updating as much as I want to. Anywho, it's been a busy, busy and challenging week -- or month, for me. But I thank God I have a boyfriend that's so supportive and loving ;}We went back to our alma mater -- The University of the Philippines -- so he could buy me isaw (ee-saw). Chicken intestines to be exact. Barbecued to yummy goodness.Here comes the pictures.Isaw manok or

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As an anniversary gift, my boyfriend surprised me with a copy of one of my favorite books.And what's more lovely is that he gave one of the book's first editions!It's obsessive, consuming love. It's dangerous, but it was love. Lolita is your devil, is your passion.If you have the time, try to look for it and read it. Although I must say that this book isn't for everyone. Don't say I didn't warn

gingerbeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14739220376769795195noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4256529423848527685.post-64643235970049914822009-05-10T12:30:00.003+08:002009-05-10T12:42:15.638+08:00

To the one who holds my heart,First of all, let me say, Happy First Year to us! Making past our first year is definitely an achievement all by itself.Thank you, love, for everything. For your unending bouts of patience and tolerance, especially when I get crazy and for your constant reassurance of love. I never will get tired of hearing you say those three little words - they uplift me beyond

gingerbeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14739220376769795195noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4256529423848527685.post-5224405652635350802009-05-03T10:52:00.004+08:002009-05-03T11:27:54.671+08:00

Because mother nature decided to cut summer short, the rainy season has come erratically but in full force. I was lucky enough that one Sunday afternoon, it was clear skies and lazy days.My home is full of fruit bearing trees, and we often joke about how we could be a mini-farm because of it. March-April is usually the season for macopa. Now, as much as I want to translate this in English, I

gingerbeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14739220376769795195noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4256529423848527685.post-4449787608154508152009-04-28T21:50:00.003+08:002009-04-28T22:06:23.756+08:00

Because I'm still in the office for over time and because I'm still waiting for the report, I'll just reply to the tag from Kristine!What is your current obsession? Art and photography - or basically anything that would keep me sane right now.What is your weirdest obsession? Supernatural things, specifically Filipino mythological creaturesWhat are you wearing today? Pink top, skinny jeans,

gingerbeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14739220376769795195noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4256529423848527685.post-3465783817000424832009-04-24T19:41:00.010+08:002009-04-25T11:14:29.634+08:00

I have a confession to make.I'm a girl, and sometimes, I have girl-crushes. Heehee. *Evil Laugh*I think it's a mix of, I greatly admire their beauty, presence, grace - and how well they take pictures. Hopefully in the future, I do get a chance in taking their portraits.Anywho, on to my girl crushes.1. Anne Curtis - She's a Fil-Australian actress here in the Philippines. I hate her as an actress

gingerbeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14739220376769795195noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4256529423848527685.post-50957113235348888992009-04-21T13:36:00.006+08:002009-04-21T14:44:26.382+08:00

I know I haven't been a good blogger lately. Things have been going crazy right now, and the weather's been wonky. It's supposed to be summer here in the Philippines, but instead, it's been raining like it's July/August.Anywho, this isn't really an "update", more of, posting-some-pictures-from-two-weeks-ago-update. Teehee.The Philippines is a predominantly Catholic country, and because of that,

gingerbeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14739220376769795195noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4256529423848527685.post-24381036047368697292009-04-08T10:50:00.003+08:002009-04-08T10:55:53.863+08:00

Puppets need puppets too by made by moxieI don't know about you. But this made my day.

gingerbeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14739220376769795195noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4256529423848527685.post-57105877745195810482009-04-01T09:54:00.003+08:002009-04-01T10:02:16.689+08:00

When I took up CW100 (Creative Writing 100), the course was split three-ways. Fiction, Children's Writing, and Poems.I wasn't prepared for Children's Writing. It honestly may be the hardest part of the course. Haha. Anywho, I still loved it all the same because our professor read us some books! This particular one, "Where The Wild Things Are" sure left an impression. It's a bit dark and all, but

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Because today seems to be bring-your-kid-to-work-day, I'm just posting a picture of one of my office mate's daughter taken three weeks ago. Meet Fiona, Isn't she the cutest? Can you see the giant calculator she's playing with?And now, on a completely unrelated note, let's talk about food.I'm not squeamish or picky or whatever when it comes to food, but there are certain things where I draw the

gingerbeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14739220376769795195noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4256529423848527685.post-11269471092635629812009-03-20T11:41:00.006+08:002009-03-20T12:30:39.680+08:00

So the boyfriend and I are going to a themed party next week - basically to dress up what you want to be or will be 10 years from now.I wanted to be the glam, rich, eccentric, artist couple, but he was so adamant he wanted to dress "emo" for the heck and fun of it. So I gave in and just decided to go for the emo-glam look.Hey, we still could be the emo-glam-artists a decade from now, can we? Haha

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Naive as I am about make-up and whatnot, I decided to go and buy some brush cleanser for my brushes. Mind you, I used to clean them with mild soap before I decided on buying the cleanser.It really did not come across my mind until I saw the Elianto counter at a local mall, and bought it for Php299 (approx. $6).I've no idea whether I am that naive in using the product, or that it just really

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08 March 2009Well, it's my parents' 24th anniversary, and as usual, we always tag along during their special day. Haha.We went to Tagaytay to do the following:a. Eat at Mano's Greek Taverna (amazing, superb, food - beats CYMA by miles - erm, literally and figuratively - a must try is the baklava and moussaka)b. Go to Good Shepherd's to buy more food (ube dimples, macapuno...ube..and ube)c. Say a

gingerbeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14739220376769795195noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4256529423848527685.post-68338426739156207172009-03-06T18:37:00.006+08:002009-03-06T19:11:46.813+08:00

Because of a failed attempt to move out of my current home, I just decided to renovate my room! The ceiling needs to be redone, and so do the colors. Ah, my room's current palette is purple/lavender - yes, I had that phase back in high school, and I think I also blame Sweet Valley for that. Haha!So anyway, I've been toying with different color combinations in my head, until I saw this picture -[

gingerbeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14739220376769795195noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4256529423848527685.post-52477619218899631072009-03-06T15:23:00.007+08:002009-03-06T18:37:35.115+08:00

I've been meaning to write about my new found [love for] lipsticks, but I've been too lazy to post about it. Haha. Anywho, here they are, Shisheido Perfecting Lipstick in P1 and Coffret D'Or in PK-231.Shiseido's P1 is much darker in person. Top: Coffret D'Or in PK-231Bottom: Shiseido in P1both swiped twice Coffret D'or's PK-231 is a "natural" pink lipstick that enhances my lips' natural color,

gingerbeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14739220376769795195noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4256529423848527685.post-43228429672980969472009-03-01T19:55:00.007+08:002009-03-01T21:25:35.424+08:00

And so I finally gave in to the call of that elusive counter I've passed by so many times.I never gave the brand too much thought until I saw the brightening veil review from Fuz's site. I got so intrigued, and stopped by to check it out. But while trying it out, I fell for the Perfect Smoothing Compact Foundation. I was hesitant at first to buy it because of the price tag.It took me several "

gingerbeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14739220376769795195noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4256529423848527685.post-3248164371265036882009-02-25T09:13:00.005+08:002009-02-25T10:11:45.426+08:00

If you're vegetarian, it's time to hit the back button. Because my food of the day is lamb. Yummy, Australian Lamb Chops.Okay, now I feel bad for the lamb. But hey. o.o So the lamb chops were what we had for our valentine's date. It was much better than eating out, and costs cheaper too! We only paid Php450 (roughly $9) for, I think about a kilo of lamb meat, or about 16-18 slices. And it is

gingerbeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14739220376769795195noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4256529423848527685.post-7356874255918141042009-02-23T14:06:00.008+08:002009-02-23T15:57:03.752+08:00

Here in the Philippines, we have such a thing as paglilihi when someone is pregnant. (It's something of an old wive's tale)You can say that what you eat or look at or are fond of during the course of your pregnancy can directly affect what your child looks like, or the attributes of their character. For example, they said that my mom was fond of hopia that's why I was born with light and a bit of

gingerbeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14739220376769795195noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4256529423848527685.post-20471368322298139282009-02-13T17:02:00.009+08:002009-02-14T00:48:43.819+08:00

It's VDay tomorrow and that means lots, and lots of ♥!♥♥♥ teehee!In commemoration of ♥s, I did the "create your own bokeh" example in DIY Photography's site. First off, what is, bokeh?"Bokeh is an adaptation from a a Japanese word meaning blur. In photography this term is used to describe the quality of the areas in the picture which are not in focus." (taken from http://www.diyphotography.net/

gingerbeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14739220376769795195noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4256529423848527685.post-7532675996840042012009-02-11T22:17:00.006+08:002009-02-11T22:59:25.306+08:00

I'm a little bit obsessed with keeping my skin baby-butt smooth. Thanks to genes, I was born with dry skin (except for my face, which happens to be an oil mine - but that's another post). I usually slather on highly moisturizing lotions, and exfoliate twice a week. I've tried different scrubs in the past, but nothing beats this little jar of wonder. You may say that for now, it is my holy grail

gingerbeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14739220376769795195noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4256529423848527685.post-57036479943297725692009-02-11T18:18:00.007+08:002009-02-11T22:07:01.544+08:00

There aren't a lot of things I like about myself physically. BUT I do thank God for my lips. Sure, they're no Angelina Jolie lips, but I'm happy with what I have.When I was younger, my aunts would usually tell me to purse my lips because it looks as if I'm in a constant state of pout. HAHA.See what I mean? So anyway, these are the products that I use to keep these puckers looking healthy and

gingerbeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14739220376769795195noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4256529423848527685.post-18914699176293739382009-02-11T11:12:00.003+08:002009-02-11T12:42:01.918+08:00

This may qualify as an early V-day post. ;-)Have you ever been to a place where you can't understand their language and you feel frustrated because of the communication barrier?Do you ever wonder why you and your partner or even your friends don't seem to speak the same "language" in terms of your relationship/s?This is where Love Languages come in. Love languages are basically how you express

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I have to admit, I am quite fond of high heeled shoes - stilettos, pumps, sandals, etc. However, I have this love-hate affair with them. For the "love" part, I suppose it started when I was but a wee lass. My aunt owns a shoe factory, and ever since I was little, I love trying on the ones she has displayed in her office. For the "hate" part, well, I don't wear them as often as I do chucks, or

gingerbeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14739220376769795195noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4256529423848527685.post-1882036919767455032009-02-10T14:42:00.004+08:002009-02-10T17:11:26.157+08:00

This isn't my first time to blog, or even to own an account. However, this is my first time to enter the blogosphere and talk about things I'm currently into or am trying to pursue.I suppose I should introduce myself first. My name is gn. (pronounced as gene), although that isn't my real name. Haha. Well, it somehow evolved to someone calling me gingerbee back in college, and somehow, I liked

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