Kenran, Belleza, Beauty…

Little did I know that drinking milk can cause one to transform to a thing of beauty:

How quickly can I drink a gallon of milk before I look like that? (or throw up the fried rice that I had for lunch…)

And since I can’t quite embed this video of Japanese marketing funniness..here is the direct link—> Yuko needs to drink more milk! 

I tip my hat at the Japan Dairy Council for promoting milk-consumption in their island country!

Maybe I will put my own lactose-intolerance aside, fill up a glass of milk and drink up. Banzai!

making a cameo

I am back from vacay and I must say I am pooped! Over 24 hours of travel makes me achy, jet-laggy, drowsy and sinus-y. Kinda like this poor sap above ^  ^

But going to Ross and Vivian’s 2nd wedding… (first wedding) and getting to visit such a beautiful country was well worth it!

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Gotta run, but will be back soon.

Chibbi

And the count continues…

The other day, my gay buds and I ran to the theater to catch the movie 27 Dresses.

Yes, I know that it’s cheesy and totally a “chick flick”.

Hey, I am girl after all. And yes, I DO have brain cells. And yes, I do enjoy the thought-provoking cinema. And yes, I appreciate intelligent dialogue.

BUT every once in awhile, the girly-girl in me wins and there I am: grabbing my popcorn, pickle and soda pop at the concession stand with “Chick-flick” (starring Julia-Reese-Katherine-Rachel) ticket stub in hand.

As I sat there watching, eyes glued to the screen since I somehow felt that that was ME up there. I thought of my own run up to the altar…but only, as a supporting role. (Not that I am in any rush to get married.)

You know what grandma used to say “Mejor sola que mal acompañada.”

Rough translation: “Rather be single than with bad company.”

Grandma is very wise.

So with that said…I move on to other things: my own dress count!

At last count and using all my fingers to keep tabs…I think the running tab is a whopping: 11. Granted, it’s not quite 27, but it’s still a hefty amount.

11 dresses that have been discarded, left at my parents’ house, some I have outgrown (junior bridesmaid), and some were just too hedious to admit that I have worn.

And NONE were ever used again! And it seems like I am not the only one: Always the bridesmaid, never the bride.

So as the movie moved along…something caught my eye. I rubbed them and I did a double-take. Was that ME up on the big screen…my big movie debut??!! Then reality sunk in and my fuzzy vision cleared up (from the 2 or 3 tears I shed while watching)….

Samedress

Then only then, did it all make sense–it was just the same dress.

That wasn’t me up there after all…that was Katherine Heigl.

Must run along now! I have another bride to make happy. (No seriously….travelling to Manila next week for a wedding!)

I wonder what dress awaits me….hmm…..

Chibbi