Spiffy Me

when i did my customary inbox check this morning, i got this email/link from my friend daniel, who's now a truly rising, celebrated artist--with one-man exhibits left and right (and top and bottom...*evil grin*). his email notifications for his newly-posted blogs are like clockwork--he's an rss of a writer that feeds us with his updates manually. and in these ala-rss feeds, he gives snippets of what's to be expected or read in full on the blog itself.

i did a bird's eye view of the sneak preview (wow--a bird's eye view of the bird's eye view...i'm such a birdie!) and this line caught my eye: "i know ben won't be caught dead in a massacre without looking scrubbed." i stopped and read.

read the rest of the blog entry by clicking here.

as i moved on to the next few lines, i couldn't help but grin and shake my head. just a few years ago, i was marked as the unofficial fashion guru of the company (click here for the story about that)...and as a faculty cum image consultant at john robert powers, i can't seem to revert to my old jologs barok self. damn, i miss my age-old peyups attire--torn pants, tsinelas, ethnic burloloys, and plain white tee.

i guess, i'm "doomed" to being voguish, what with corporate wear being unreprieving in terms of propriety and smartness. skinny ties over striped shirts with the requisite "cosmopolitan" 3/4 fold of the sleeves. flat fronts pants (pleats??? eekk). square-toe shoes. extra wide belt buckle. baket ba hinde na lang ako nag-Company barong???

daniel, no matter what you say, i am still the same old barok ben you guys met in jologs citiland (wahehehehe). what was that j. lo song..."don't be fooled by the rocks that i've got, i'm still, i'm still jenny from the block..." NAMAN. may ganon?! LOL

congrats, dan! this is our year, i swear! sunod-sunod ang blessings--both in our careers/rakets and, of course, love life. (uuuuuuuuuuuuuyyyyyyyyyyyyyy, kilig!)