Love

Recovering

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The first 12 days of the year was easily my most romantic ever.  If you’ve been following me on Instagram, my very good man followed me to Paris.  It was the best surprise of my life.

I just need time to sort all the photos we took, which are not much by the way.  I remember someone telling me that although taking pictures make the beauty last longer, it can also make you miss the moment.

And, my dears, we had so many moments.

For now, I wish you all a happy new year and may your heart be filled with a love that only lifts you up.

Holiday engagements

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I have managed to keep a secret.  That has to be the ultimate goal I achieved this year.

For a little over a month, my brother Ted has been running around and scouring for the perfect engagement ring for the love of his life, Aidel.  They’ve only been dating for a little under a year and well, what can I say?  The heart wants what it wants and it wanted a good woman.

So we scoured at Etsy, at Instagram, our local jewelers, and finally, with the help of Brother 1 Paolo (who would’ve thought?!) we managed to find the perfect ring for her.

Le ring

I remember the night before he popped the question.  He said he was nervous, what if she says no.  My mother and I scoured for every single encouraging word that would lift his spirits but in the end, he only needed to hear one thing:

Tatay would want you to be brave.

And he was.

So atop the Prism Plaza beside the SM Mall of Asia, inside the House of Wagyu Smokeless Grill, he popped the question.

And she hasn’t stopped crying since.  Well, she has but you know what I mean. :)

Le cry

Let’s get ready for a December wedding, shall we? :)

Oh Sir Boy, we miss you oh so achingly.

Back to regular programming?

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The flame that drove people to read, criticize, agree and disagree with the letter to CNN seems to have died down a bit. So in a way, I can say my blog can now resume its regular programming.

I don’t mean that as an insult or anything offensive; the latest catastrophe has turned already sensitive peoples to onion skinned (or vice versa, whichever’s worse). The letter will still be there, feel free to still offer up your opinion.

I shall post an update on the recent improvements and dramatics of the same vein within the week. But until then, let me show you why typewritten words are far more romantic than typed words.

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