Money matters.

“Every time you spend money, you’re casting a vote for the kind of world you want.”  (Anna Lappe)

This quote welcomed me when I was reading Reader’s Digest edition centered on investing and making the most out of your money.  Quite a disturbing quote for me, but somehow it does right true, at least to a particular extent.

I looked back at how I spent my last paycheck.  Not counting the amount I saved, I took a look at my recent purchases.  A Liz Claiborne wallet.  A bucket bag.  A pair of shoes.  Hmmmm.  I think I’m envisioning my world to be in constant need of these things.  Hahahaha.

I’d like to think that I am aiming for a world of fashion, but it’s not what’s needed.  I look at some of my friends and (modesty aside) feel blessed.  This is not saying that my paycheck rules over everyone else’s — that privilege remains with Bill Gates and J. K. Rowling (I’d say Oprah but I like her more than her).  But given how I first started, I am quite blessed.

Doesn’t it make you think though?  What is the kind of world that you want?  I mean, we all know the kind of world that we need — the one with clean air and water, free healthcare and quality education, good governance and bountiful trade activities, but does it reflect the way we invest our money?

I bought like 6 or 8 books in the last quarter, so maybe that’s my attempt in making education part of the world I want.  But when will that happen?  When will your personal wants for something as big as the world outweigh its needs?  Some might say there will only be room for wants when the needs are fulfilled.  So does that mean I have to wait for a really long time before my investment churns out profit?  And I guess it’s sad because it’s quite seldom for the wants to be the same as the needs.  Will it take a miracle before that happens?

Money matters, that’s for sure.  But right now, this talk is too much for an after lunch effect.  Nuninuninu…

My admiration for Liz

It’s not a surprise.  This brand has been a household name since its launch in 1976.  So even when the world’s first woman CEO of a Fortune 500 company passed away in 2006, many clamored to make sure the brand stays.

Liz Claiborne.  Ah.  Nothing else would sound quite as exquisite.  Liz Claiborne, a Belgian-born American designer started her own line of clothing when she became frustrated how clothing companies do not have outfits for working women.  She founded Liz Claiborne Inc in 1976, earning $2 million in its first year.  The brand was such a success that by 1978, its profits were $23 million.

I didn’t know this until I researched, but apparently, Liz Claiborne changed the way we shop.  I know for men it doesn’t really matter because it’s a vain activity, but how Liz Claiborne marketed her products changed the way malls are designed now.  She is the first designer to have insisted that her collection – clothing, handbags, shoes, purses and accessories – be put together on the department sales floor instead of separating them into clothing categories.  Because of that innovation, we no longer have to find a shirt, then a pant, then shoes to coordinate an outfit.  Liz Claiborne made sure we had everything we needed in one area.

Liz Claiborne retired from active management in 1989 and succumbed to a long fight with cancer in 2006.  Her line is now exclusively distributed by JC Penney.

To some, this might sound like a blonde post – ditzy and vain.   Early this morning, I purchased a Liz Claiborne Heritage wallet and I remember the first time I got a Liz Claiborne (thanks, Ate Mel).  It’s so simple and chic and somehow it made me feel like I’m making a smart decision.  The brand is such a statement, almost becoming a staple in every working woman’s closet.  It’s amazing how a simple frustration did that.

And that department store idea?  It’s so simple.  I wish people who have such simple ideas that can possibly provide more comfort and ease in the way we live muster enough courage to speak out and suggest it, if not do it themselves.  God knows we need simple ideas lately.  The big ones just keep fucking us up. 

So yeah.  I’m hoping to win that bidding war on eBay for that Liz Claiborne patchwork satchel.  May the spirit of Liz Claiborne guide my purchase.  :)   

 

Hat Me d:)

I seriously seriously seriously hope that looked like a smiley with a hat.

Anyway, growing out my hair proved to be quite challenging.  I  am beginning to think I cut it too many times this year, that it might be slightly offed by moi.  It’s taking its time to grow and well, the awkward length is making me feel less than fab.

So the natural solution, apart from the trim, is a hat.  And did I have fun trying on hats. :)

I don’t know what’s up with my hand.  Hahahaha.

In the end, I didn’t get any hats.  But I just might get a pair of shoes.

Note to self:  visit the salon for some protein treatment.  I believe that’s what my hair needs right now.  And probably a hat.  I better pick one soon because to be honest, cold weather isn’t much of a hat season.

Unless your hair is susceptible to frizz.

Etiquette: Front or Back?

I know this will come off as a stupid question but it’s actually a pretty good one.  I bet the answer you’ll give me is a well thought of answer, but the actual application?  Haphazardly thought over.  Hahahaha.

The Philippines have so many aisles and pews.  We like lining them up.  So the question is this:

When you pass by a group of people, do you give the front?  Or the back?

Better question, which is more appropriate to give?

That lady there looks grumpy.

Blogging to you now, LIVE!

It is quite amusing how I’ve found this nifty little thing to be available here in the office.  I have tons of work to do, but I know I just have to write down a few words before everything gets hectic again.

This month shows a lot of promise, mainly because it is so jampacked.  On Saturday, I’m attending a photoshoot of an event I am yet to secure permission before announcing.  It’s quite personal but because it’s for someone close to my heart, I am excited.  Then on Sunday, my cousin Kuya Marc is arriving from New Jersey.  Whoopdeedoo!  I love him and all, but my family knows very well that I love him best because he’s bringing me my shoes.

For the new followers, I am a shoe whore.  I’m not even afraid of saying it out loud.  Shoe whore.  Mother effin’ shoe whore.  I once spent 20,000 on shoes, because they were on sale and they were my favorite local brand.  Yup.  I’m a slut like that.

Then there’s the event that follows the photoshoot.   Hahahaha.  I can’t really contain the excitement because it has been a while since I last hosted something.  I can’t wait to get rid of my discretion.

When it comes to work, every detail counts and I am very happy where I am right now.  I am in a position where I am actually contributing to something with a purpose.  It can be hell sometimes, especially when my boss gets a knack of giving me tough deadlines, but it keeps me on my toes.  For once, I am not sleepy nor groggy after lunch.  So much for the godly hour.

Anyway, I hope your month is as packed as mine.  Started this month right by watching Legend of the Guardians last night.  IT.  WAS.  AWESOME.  But more of that later.

For now, I give you my love. :)