Little could’ve prepared me for the first time I was to hear a Wonggoys song just last year. I’d heard of these boys before, of course—they’d been around for a good three or so years, infiltrating local high school and college gymnasiums, capturing the hearts of prom crowds, and then releasing a debut album of […]Read more "When the Boys Came Out to Play: The Wonggoys"
If you’ve been hanging around this dragging little blog of mine long enough, you’ve read more than one or two posts about my thing for the surf scene. Some of you might even be able to recall the part where I wrote about when and/or how it all started—i.e., when I spent one whole day […]Read more "Once on This Island: A Siargao Surf Story"
Everybody around here knows Fretzel Buencensejo. Well, maybe the not the name, but you’d be lying if you said you’ve never seen that face before, once or twice or many times, by accident or otherwise. It hasn’t been around much of late, but there was a time there, especially sometime in the mid-2000s, that that […]Read more "The Simple Kind of Life: Jeff and Fretzel"
When she tells you she’s a corporate lawyer by profession, it’s easy to imagine Ria Alazas being up to her eyes in paperwork most of the time, or her closet skewing towards boardroom chic in conservative palettes (you know: sharp pantsuits in black or grey, maybe some pencil skirts, white button-front shirts or secretary blouses, […]Read more "A Hundred Different Ways: Habibi Resort 2014"
You know how earlier this year I was invited by the University of San Carlos Technological Center’s College of Architecture and Fine Arts (USC-TC CAFA) to be stylist mentor to a couple of their graduating Fashion Design students (class of 2013)? Well, just very recently (couple of weeks ago), the very same school commissioned me […]Read more "Gone with the Flow: Habibi x Sugar Kissed x CAFA"
Truth is, I’m not so much of a sucker for love stories in the broadest sense. OK, I know what you’re thinking: for someone who makes half a living photographing couples in love, that right there is kind of a harrowing thing to come clean about. But, believe it or not, I haven’t even seen, […]Read more "Summer Can Last Forever: Lawrence and Estifanny"
It was an afternoon so full of texture, everything seemed to jump right at you, like the contents of a magical children’s pop-up book, or of a carefully curated scrapbook. The white powdery sand that managed to get in your shoes no matter how cautiously you treaded. Aged wooden staircases that led to the beach. […]Read more "Time and Tide: Richard and Norris"