Piano September 15, 2012 at 10:55 am
That would be me playing the piano.
Photo posted in Instagram and here.
Crazy About Milktea August 14, 2012 at 11:12 am
My Birthday Cake August 12, 2012 at 10:58 am
Nestle Crunch Cake for my birthday:
Fashion Academy Manila Launch June 7, 2011 at 3:51 pm
Fashion Academy Manila Press release:
The Physics of Fashion
What does it take for potential to be recognized in the fickle world of fashion?
From the outside, looking in—it would seem that would one require a birthright to be part of this industry; and that’s on top of having the innate talent and eye for aesthetics.
In truth, hard work takes more merit in the quest to make it. The high-gloss aesthetic and whirlwind glamour that surrounds the industry is merely a facade to the highly technical and creative industry that requires those who are serious about it to roll up their sleeves and get in the trenches. But for the first time, a Fashion Academy is taking on the task of teaching the artistry behind it, in the hopes of cultivating a new generation of industry professionals. (more…)
Red Heart October 18, 2010 at 1:52 pm
Havaianas Design a Smile Flip-Flop Contest at 1:00 pm
Woods October 5, 2010 at 10:18 pm
Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening by Robert Frost
Whose woods these are I think I know.
His house is in the village, though;
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.
My little horse must think it queer
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year.
He gives his harness bells a shake
To ask if there is some mistake.
The only other sound’s the sweep
Of easy wind and downy flake.
The woods are lovely, dark, and deep,
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.
Lost at 9:10 pm
Too many people have died here… their pain is what helped me grow up ~Akatsuki
Grassy Road October 3, 2010 at 9:20 pm
- Bow down, archangels, in your dim abode:
- Before you were, or any hearts to beat,
- Weary and kind one lingered by His seat;
- He made the world to be a grassy road
- Before her wandering feet.
- William Butler Yeats