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Bantayan Island













Burger




Craving of the month:
BURGERS!
Big, juicy, pickle-onion-free burgers!

06




Daydreaming about Summer.
First time in Bantayan.


Trophy Mom




Mom, have I told you that nobody will ever think that you are already 50? Have I told you that it amazes me that your vanity kit is composed only of a powder and a lip gloss? Have I told you that you make everything seem a little more beautiful? Have I ever told you how relieved I am that you are not going through any sort of mid-life crisis? And that you have every right to go through it because you have been nothing but the best and that you will still be the most beautiful in the process? Have I ever told you that growing up I looked at you the way I looked at Audrey Hepburn, Princess D and the Disney Princesses? In awe? Have I ever told you that if there is such a thing as a trophy mom then I definitely, definitely have one?

HAPPY HAPPY 50TH BIRTHDAY, MAMA! I LOVE YOU SO SO MUCH!

Baby Gender

I constantly found myself swooning over those cute tiny pink tutus, little white lacey dresses, teensy-weensy zebra-printed cardigan and almost shed a tear over the red little loafers. We would have been matching, from hair do to dresses and swimsuits. We will spend our Sundays painting our nails and annoying our boys over our petty rants. We would have tea parties with our girl Ms. Hepburn.

It’s a boy!”, said my doctor. I held back my tears as much as I can.

It wasn’t easy. But my husband is amazing in more ways than one. “Don’t you like that? You will be our princess? And I will tell our boys, we will have to take care of mommy because she is our unica hija.”

And I cried and cried and cried.

No Amalia or Matilda just yet but I sure cannot wait to welcome our Jose Santiago in our growing family ♥


Macaroons




I want Laduree Macaroons but for now, this will suffice ♥



Espadrilles



Loco for Espadrilles.

Pft

Man, I have way too many backlogs :s

Glitters and Good News


My new favorite pair, because Mom told me I cannot wear high-heeled shoes for nine months.


YES, I AM PREGGERS!


Afternoon





One rainy Manila afternoon.

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