Here comes the Queen

As everyone knows, it was primetime queen Marian Rivera who gave me the biggest break in my career.

I only have good things to say about her. Really! What’s not to love? She’s a goddess. Her beauty radiates from the inside.

‘How does it feel like shopping for such a big star?’

The pressure was present of course. Then again having been friends with Yan made it easier for me, because the pressure was instead replaced by excitement to score whatever the latest pieces are. My Yan knows exactly what she wants, she knows which would perfectly suit her style and which would complement and enhance her assets.

She is always up to date and I would always be on the look out. It worked perfectly that way.

Her closet is what every girl could ever wish for. Her bags? Would make one green with envy. Her shoes? Aplenty.

Amongst my favorites from her collection are:

Ralph and Russo

Dolce and Gabbana

Carolina Herrera

Paul Andrew

and Lana Marks as of late. (which I will blog about in the next days)

You see, not only is she up-to-date, rather, she has the eye for anything classic and timeless. She has a penchant for all things beautiful. Her rule of the thumb? Look neat, clean and stay fresh.

She is an epitome of beauty and shopping for her is not only fun but is a great privilege.


Does any of you remember how Arunaseth made it big in Manila? During the time Marian was pregnant, she made sure that even in flats, she would look stylish and would stand out without compromising her comfort.

She fell in love with the trademark butterfly design of the brand. I found a pair in her size and made everything I can to have it delivered in 24 hours. Yup in 24 hours or less. The following day, it was right at her doorstep. The gorgeous preggy was so happy!

Manolo Blahnik flats were her signature footwear in the duration of her pregnancy. They looked classic and chic that she can dress it up on special events, or pair it with jeans on regular days. She was also the first to carry the hot pink hangisi clutch. I made sure she would get the exact color to match her shoes.




Manolo Blahnik clutch
  Manolo Blahnik clutch

Dolce and gabbana espadrilles were fun and luxurious at the same time which fits her perfectly. She owns a couple of pairs for her casual strolls to use.

Roger Vivier strass chips and slip ons were also among her favorites.


It was Ralph and Russo which was quite a challenge to get hold of. The haute couture house was only by schedule that time. When I was able to get in touch with one of them, I immediately informed Yan and she was grinning from ear to ear.

We ordered her first few pairs of shoes and my designated stylist was taken aback since its not everyday that a Filipino client would order.

This Ralph and Russo Lavender clutch is limited edition. If my memory serves me right, only a hundred pieces or less were produced and she is one of the very few who owns one.


We started collecting new pairs of high heels after she gave birth.

Her pink Oscar dela Renta embellished heels are to die for!


                           My favorite pair. Python rose pumps


loveluxebags_marian_3She is a fashion icon and designers from around the globe are noticing her and have been wanting to dress her up or work with her. Simply put, Marian has a Midas touch. Whatever she wears, expect it to be off the shelves in no time.

Yes magazine even had a feature on her collection of bags and shoes. Man, I tell you. Seeing the things I shopped for her on those pages made me feel like I was there too! ha ha!

Grabbed from my IG account
              Grabbed from my IG account
                           A feature on style bible.


All these are documented on @marian_ootd, her online fashion diary (managed by a fan).






See? It’s as exciting as it gets! That’s how it is to shop for a queen. I am forever grateful to be trusted with such task. 😉






Unreciprocated kindness

It’s been extremely hard for me to pen anything these days. Having gone through too much, regardless of the wonderful ideas I have in mind, I can’t seem to work on an article to the end. I have so many drafts, so many un finished articles.

Today, I realized that while carrying a lot in my heart, I needed to go back to my therapy. I needed to write about how exactly it feels and for the people who caused it know what kind of being they are.

One, I am an extremely transparent person. I cannot hide my feelings. You will read it in my face. If I am happy, sad or annoyed. It just shows. That said, I’d like to take a look on what being what  transparent and giving everything to people did to me.

I was never selfish. Never been and never would be actually. I share almost everything to people I trust- unfortunately I trust way too easy. I have given people more than what they deserve.

For one- I made a way for some to reach a certain status. To look good and have stuff without being troubled for it. Let’s face it- and let’s give the credit to where it’s due. I think I’ve been way too kind to let others take credit on things I paved way for or worked hard for.

Funny how people change after that. You get taken out of context once you say something that irks one and naturally owing something from them makes you forget all the things one has done for you from way way back. I guess that’s how life really is.

Perhaps at the back of their mind they thought that I will not notice, I will not find out but I think they have completely forgotten what my IQ score is. You see it’s painful to see how a very humble and genuinely nice person gets swayed by people around. The word I gave before to attest on how kind you once were are being questioned. Then again you’ve forgotten all those right? And its not as if you asked– just that I had faith in you when I told you what was done to me. I know more than I show-believe me. Loyalty is a priority, trust me but maybe it does not exist to some and thank you for teaching me that.

Next on helping— teaching others about things you’ve mastered— it could’ve been a symbiotic relationship until I found out how they cross borders. You are supposed to stay on your lane not crossing mine- because after all we are supposed to co exist not you getting people on my list.

Then there are people you’ve showered with big things and small things. You even make a way to adjust your plans and celebrations only to find out you were dropped last minute-wondering why when you only genuinely loved them?

There are those who simply are cruel— to the point where they bad mouth me in front of people I barely even know. Yes, I can talk really really loud- so? Are you even reserved to begin with? Yes- I’m referring to you. Why do you have to talk about me in front of your clients? one we are not on the same line. If you don’t like me how can you suck up the idea of pretending to be nice when I’m around— unless you’ve perfected the art of doing so. For the record- you don’t have to take a side swipe on me on social media because I am not forcing myself in from day 1, that I’m certain you know cos from the beginning you were rooting for someone else and never did I try to persuade you into changing your mind.

There are those you trust with money— who makes up excuses when time comes. I wasn’t born yesterday- an amount swiped thru a card terminal will not take a year to be credited. I have given you the benefit of the doubt— too long to be honest it’s been more than a year and to this day you haven’t given me the 300,000 remaining. The fact that you agreed on it— means it’s your responsibility. Either you don’t have a heart or you are a pro at this. I told you I’m a single mom and that’s for my son.

There’s no denying that this on top of the father of my child’s harassment caused me to have anxiety attacks, depression to the point where I wanted to stop living. I’ve only showered these people love and affection.

Today I have asked my mother to prepare packs for 100 families. An annual thing I started 2 years back– started from 30 to 55 now we are working on giving food packs to 100 families. I work so hard not only for myself but to be able to spread what little I have to those who appreciates it.
Pain is inevitable indeed but suffering is a choice. So the burden is to be carried by those whose cruelty make others feel they are not worthy– so don’t give in.

On dealing with domestic violence

Hi! Before any light articles I finally mustered the courage to put it out in the open.

I tried to protect the father of my son for one reason. I am more human and humane than most people who projects themselves as such. Yes my so called friends before used it against me thinking that it will shatter me. No Lo, it will not. In the same manner that my photos and IDs being presented to the public will never even bother me. Yes Jazz you are the only one who holds my expired driver’s license which fell on your car a yellow Honda in 2014 when you asked for my help to sell your bags to keep your status as a VIP in a certain store. When I asked about it days after, you denied. Then again what good does can expired license do? A blackmail? For what? Nope you failed on that again.

Yes I am battered. For 5 long years now. All photos you have and have given to your circle of friends only worked to my advantage.

At least it shows that I know my limits. (At least when I thought things will still change)

I kept my silence because I am a mother and I have a son to protect. I wanted to somehow let him grow up in a normal home. With mommy and a father. As years passed the beating never did. Physically yes it lessened but the threats, the emotional abuse, the verbal abuse and the psychological abuse I have and am still suffering should finally stop.

People who knew- the people who bashed me took it as a joke. Took it so light that they thought life being battered was easy and was just like that.

Today I’ve had enough. I’m scared for my life. My future and my son. I can take the beating. I’m tough enough to handle that, but the emotional attacks are too much for me to handle.

I came home tonight only to find out that the air-con in the rooms were disassembled for me to suffer. It’s fine I can take it.

At some point even my things were being hidden to me. When my son was barely 1, he locked the front gate for us not to be able to leave the house after a huge fight.

You see I’m still human to not write the details.

Then again I can only take it to this point. I’ve had enough and there’s no point in hiding it.

I know people can be harsh and that they will write a gazillion comments to judge me. I don’t really care at this point. All I want is to start a new.

Believe me, I tried. I tried so hard to keep it together when even myself am falling apart.

For now, I want to focus more on my business and enjoy this journey with just me and my son.

Updating: August 7- here I am posting all the evidences because finally I am ready. I’ve been travelling for a few weeks now and he started doing nasty things to me and my mom. He messaged all of my friends,hid my stuff and posted maliciously about me online. Telling others that he would eventually be contacting the bashers to give info and all.

Yes I need help. So whoever is reading this please spread this so whatever happens to me my mama and my Connor you know how to deal with it.



By the way, this is the very reason why I work like a horse. So to everyone prying on me and what I am doing and my goals, this is my motivation. Stronger than my son’s father’s beating and stronger than the gossips you spread. The very reason why I am a one woman show.

I’m very sure the gossipers and the people who have bad intentions for me will talk about this. Go by all means, but remember if you are a woman and have relatives that are women too think of them and pray they never go through anything like this esp the people who are very eager to find fault in me and my job. I pray that no one ever has to deal with this.

Thank you for taking time to read.

To the sister of this person- here see for yourself- may your next relationship not be like this. Also, you really don’t have to idolize me because clearly my sacrifice for so long wasn’t worth it. You’re young and immature although I wish you well if time comes and you suffer and the man is richer than your all high and mighty status-looks down on you. Texts your parents to curse at them I’ll show you the way to the authorities. Until then you’ll never understand.




Julia- what’s in her bag. The daytime drama queen of her generation shares with us.

As everyone knows, Julia Montes is my baby. I can actually refer to her as my person; one I can share anything and everything with.

At her young age, she is responsible- hard working, driven, flexible and intelligent. She is very matured in handling things that comes her way.

The young lady whom I proudly call my little sister shared with her ate her bag -and what’s in it 😛😘.

On Julia’s bag of choice:

Often seen in her collection of chanels with a mix of her go to prada tessuto for everyday- she reserves her most precious bag for big deals and important meetings.

Her bag:

Birkin 35 in etoupe PHW

A classic (like her) this baby is often referred to as the perfect neutral. Instead of going for black or white- etoupe is the safest shade for one who loves dressing up.

(photo lifted from google)

Her wallet:

image from google:

Prada tessuto contintental flap ❤

Her classic gucci shades that perfectly accents her meztiza features.

Her black umbrella

Laking lola I can relate. 😛

Her essential =RMK pressed powder

A cutesy pouch,bankbook and her phone and power bank.

Just like how we all know her- the no non-sense persona of this young superstar is reflected on her choice of must haves.

Thank you for sharing this baby. Ate loves you a lot 💜




August, ghosts and praying for them.

So they say today marks the beginning of Ghost Month. Keeping myself positive though. Safe to say the ghosts really come out and haunt you; to taunt you and never leave u at peace.

Funny how we only get to see the real intention of people around you once you get a grasp of reality. That the purity you used to believe isn’t even there to begin with.

Perhaps my excessive trust and openness to people and thinking that everyone is on the same page as you- is to blame.

As we grow old and as we experience life on a day to day basis, we begin to see the motives of people around us.

I recall the promise of having my back was the best thing to hear. Slowly though as I analyze it now I believe I turned a blind eye on the truth that I was being manipulated so much so that I completely forgot the thin line differentiating my business and “friendship”.

I remember not so long ago, another encounter with the same set of people who laughed at what I do, belittled me and made it seem like life will be dependent on their existence. Now it makes me think I wasn’t handed everything on a snap. I worked day in out for it. Perhaps the reason why I know the value of TRUST, LOYALTY, EQUALITY and never trip on those who are eagerly working to get there.

I shook my head and thought, all along the clues were there. Then again no bad deed will ever prosper when its sole purpose is to destroy a person. Moreso, a person who selflessly and honestly gave her sincere intentions, friendship love and respect.

I’m seeing a pattern actually. Especially as of late. Can’t help but smile all I can say- been there, done that.

So I lit a candle as it’s Baclaran day for enlignment. For unwaranted anger to be out of your system, abundance (more of it though you already are) and a heart that really sees thru one’s sincerity.

I pray for your happiness.


Interview in Paris ❤


Watch the interview here ❤