Chasing Bernadette

Massage is one of my guilty pleasures. I get my fix at least once a week, and I get cranky if I don't. It's part of my weekly expenses but it didn't take long to realize that my massage addiction can really mean serious cost. If I get a massage for PhP 500 (USD12 USD), that means I have to alot PhP 2,000 a month, and that excludes my gas going to the spa. Then came the smaller chains that offer massage for as low as PhP 350, which is not bad at all. Just my luck, they also started offering home services at Php 250 which is really a steal! So for some months now, home service has been my staple. But last Sunday, I suddenly missed the actual feeling of going to the spa and not worry about my dog attacking the therapist on her way out. LOL. There are also a handful of new establishments that opened around our village and so I trooped to Chetawan Thai Massage . As I was parking, I noticed a lit signage from across that is Banahaw Heals Spa. I've seen seve

Product Review: Maybelline Eye Studio Lasting Drama Gel Eyeliner in Black

Enough negativity said the past days, I'm starting midweek with a fun fun review instead. Today, I dared cross my makeup fear -- eyeliners! I'm always indifferent with eyeliners, because while it defines, and liven up my Asian creaseless eyes, IMO, it overpowers my already sharp peepers, causing me to either look older, too made-up or plain "suplada" (snobbish) if drawn too much, or the wrong way. (And my shakey hands always do it the wrong way!) But thanks to several eyeliner reviews from fellow bloggers, I finally found the guts to use my Maybelline Eye Studio Lasting Drama Gel Eyeliner in Black , that has been sitting on my cabinet the past weeks. And because I'm an eyeliner virgin, I opted for the gel type, which accordingly, can be applied easier (I'm FATALLY clumsy with liquid eyeliners). So what's my take? What Maybelline says: "Only our oil-free formula can hold highly concentrated pigments in a clear gel base. So color is

My L'oreal INOA Experience at Straight and Smooth Salon

Can you believe that at age 7, I already wanted to color my hair? Yes, at 7! For my big celebration, my mom had this brilliant idea of having my hair permed with telephone curls (now I know where I got the kikay mojo so she can't blame me!), and although it turned out okay, my black hair made it look stiff and lifeless, much like the hair of the giant walking doll I got as a gift. I bugged my mom and our local parlorista to dye my hair lighter, just like my older cousins and they naturally said no. In highschool, one of the biggest things I waited for during summer vacations, were the chance to finally dye my hair and flaunt it during family beach escapades and baguio road trips. On my third year, I cut my hair super short and had it colored too. Much like Posh's do in this photo albeit less gorgeous. ;-P But alas, I got a call from our school director that I was one of the honor students and need to attend the commencement excercise scheduled the following month. There's

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