Lusting for remote controls? Sheesh...

Dream houses and cars, of course. Jewelry, yes. Shoes and wristwatches, maybe. Everything else you and I are currently lusting for are albeit "normal". But alas, I am a twat, and at the top of my material wish list as of two and a half hours ago are three remote controls that I just have to get.

My great lack of intelligence and even worse E.Q. compensates in a way by producing massive amounts of "brain chemicals" (duhhhh) that releases this crazy, spoiled, and hungry NEED to have the things that I...well, think I need.

All from HAANSPREE!! I lovvee Hannspree!! I actually cried when my dogs broke my HS 10" LCD TV. Which is why I'm only posting these remote controls. Aside of course from the fact that these are way cheaper than the TVs, and I can actually still afford them, despite my current financial crisis. :D

You think I should shell off $400 on another LCD TV? Because I'm seriously considering it. Christ, why was I not breastfed as a child?! Maybe if I were, I wouldn't be this materially neurotic.

Wait, I think I still would be.

Third-world sneakers

Let me just say...

Whatever, and however you might feel about the Philippines, it doesn't really matter. ;)

I may not be one to go around the city (let alone the whole nation) and join protest rallies against...well, anything. And I may not be a Filipino that my country and people would be proud of --past, present, and probably the future, as well. In fact, I'm actually not a good citizen at all. I don't support the administration. I could care less about the opposition. I bitch about the system. I rant about the economy. I sass about the (modern) culture. I embrace the order of other nations, and I can never seem to run out of justifications to leave this country at least twice a year.

I am not a good Filipino...but damn it, I AM ONE.

So let me just scream to the world how ecstatic I am to have found out that two of my favorite things in the world, sneakers and the Philippine flag, have been hybridized:

The Nike Air Force One Philippines

Aren't they just purrty? :D Well, for Filipinos, dapat lang noh!

First it was Tim Yap's limited-edition wristwatch, now this. We should all be so happy Pinoys. :D

There's already too much Brazil and Jamaica in the market! After having all those OFWs scattered all over the globe, there's got to be at least ONE of you out there who's for Nike, Puma, Adidas, etc... SPEAK UP TO YOUR BOSSES YOU BROWN NOSERS!

Stand up for the third world!

We all know that hardly anybody believes in Ninoy's "The Filipinos are worth dying for..." anymore, but come on people! Nobody's asking you to die for them...just push that flag to your bosses and hopefully let them see the potential! ;) You never know, if you actually get a nod, it could be the biggest break you've ever had. It'll be life-changing for you, and for all of us. And if it doesn't really work out and call you, "stupid", well...tough luck. Not my problem. ;) The fact that you actually took my advice, could probably mean you really are. :D

Seriously, the only reason why I'm pushing this so hard is because of the fact that these Air Force One's were released on July 2006, with only 500 pairs dropped worldwide. And retailed at only $245, the chances of me actually getting my hands on a pair is slim to none. So because I am frustrated as hell after hours of searching for a pair for sale online and got nothing, I am pushing you people to do your part to make a difference. To give our country a little bit of its pride back...and to give ME back my shallow and materialistic happiness for a day, or two. ;)

Puma RS 100 LE

I've been lethargic all day since I woke up this morning, but super bright happy footwear always put a smile on my face for some reason. Ahh...maybe that's why everyone's been raving about color therapy. Things that make you go, hmmm... :)

I still feel crappy, so less talk, more pictionary. ;)

This style was first introduced in 1986 as a PUMA top of the line technical running product which featured R-System cushioning for ultimate motion control, reflective underlays, and a high quality leather and metal mesh upper execution. The LE version features unique color blocking, the original PUMA tongue tag and two different sets of shoelaces.

photo credits: crazyball, ThePumaNinja, and JoeyDee

I still don't know what it is with me and loud shoes. I can wear like all bland white or black from head to...ankle, and inject it with super loud footwear. Haha.

Needs vs. needs...huh??

Remember my spoiledmaterialbitchfit on those Paul Smiths that I wanted? Apparently, the Mini Cooper's the only one sold out. The Triumph still has ONE item left. And just to add to my incredible predicament...I saw this on sale.

Paul Smith Mini Car Toiletry Case marked down from $115 to $90 --around PhP 4,600.

The drop isn't exactly massive, but hey, a discount is a discount. ;) And to be honest, as broke as I am, I'm still willing to shell out even three times the original price for this piece. Why, because I'm an idiot.

That's the thing though...after the Mini Cooper messenger got sold out, then they feature this? Unfortunately, even without the matching bag, I still want this...badly. To the point of categorizing it as a necessity, rather than branding it as "a reward" for all the stress I've been getting lately. And I don't even work! One can only imagine how far my mental deterioration will go when and if I actually find something productive to do with my life. Haha.

In short, I NEED THIS...and everything else that has jumped from my list of "wants" to my now-so-long list of priorities.

Amazing how easily we can decide on the most ridiculously shallow things...but ahh, we are afterall, only human. ;)

So now the dilemma is, which ones to eliminate to make space on my horrid list of priorities?

Ahh...cross out:

• "NEW FRIDGE"? --there's always that big old Coleman trunk of an outdoor cooler.
• what about "NEW MICROWAVE"? --I'll make do with my rusty old oven toaster. Afterall, I mainly just use it for popcorn.
• and "REAL STOVE"? --my portable camping burner will do just fine for another year, or so...besides, I can't cook even if my life depended on it.

These are only three examples on my list. They're not so important, right? Well, they are under the "needs" box...but I already said that about the Paul Smith pouch. If I remember right, I even told CP that it's so important, it's more important than water...and enumerated all the things I could use it for. Half of which, I didn't even believe. And every single excuse, spontaneously made-up.

Come to think of it, if I eliminate all three items listed above, I could only afford two items in exchange --a pouch, and a pair of shoes that I also put under "PRIORITY A".

So it's: a new fridge, microwave, and stove vs. a pouch, and a pair of sneakers...

Sigh...decisions, decisions.

Wait, I think I could actually pull this off. I'll buy the pouch, and the sneakers, then just steal a fridge, a microwave oven, and a gas stove from my mother's house. Haha.

Lusting for Hermes...sneakers!

Yeah, yeah, everyone loves Hermes. Whoopdidoo...

Every woman should have either a Birkin, or a Kelly --preferably both (hooray for the tai tais!)...or at least a scarf (if unblessed with a kickass trustfund or a generous and tolerating husband) or a twilly *ahem...see? I am special! boink*! ;)

I would cut out my tongue and give up smoking for...a week ;) if the one who said that was a MAN. Only a woman would dare justify Hermes as essential to life as air and water. *grin*

I, personally, can live without any of the mentioned above. But lord would I kill --without remorse, for a pair of these babies...

Hermes White Leather "Loop" Boots $520

Hermes White Leather "Kick" Sneakers $552

photo credits: bluefly.com

They both retail for about US$600+...but well, it's Bluefly.

Roughly converted to PhP 30,000+. Damn, I need to make some money...fast!

I have a penchant for sneakers...because I waddle like a pregnant trannie when in heels. And like a dinosaur on PMS in 4-inch stilettos. Besides, my youth serum is drying up fast...I need to exploit it as much as I can before I wake up one morning realizing I'm already 30, and it's no longer cute. I'll have plenty of time to learn how to look human in heels by then.

These babies are just purrrfect. The white, the H-orange, the punched leather...as CC would say, ahlaveit!!

Merrelly merrelly merrelly...nougat shoes!

I don't know what came over me yesterday. I went to my mother's house to stay for the weekend...because I didn't have shit in my own fridge, and I seriously needed food, clean sheets, fresh laundry and all the other basic comforts that one almost never gets once they start living on their own. Haha.

I ate, I read, watched a little television, and basically chillaxed the entire day...oh, and the deepest sleep I've had in a couple of years.

I woke up yesterday morning with this strange urge to...organize (?!). And I actually did. It's one thing to feel the need, it's totally a different story when I actually DO something about it. I'm quite famous for being a bum. ;)

But whatever...the important thing is I got to do something I've never done before. To work... all on my own *beams with pride like a 6-year old who just tied her first shoelace*. Haha. Seriously, no help whatsoever, no maids, nada. I think I was posessed or something. Haha.

I'm not really done yet, but give me a break, I have a lot of crap in my backroom. After years of hoarding (and never using), I've amassed a seriously dysfunctional collection of bric-a-bric. But hey, I found a few nifty things as well. Most, quite embarrassing to post. Ahihi.

I found a pair of slip-on sneakers that I don't ever recall buying. Maybe back in my heyday of swiping abuse? Probably. Especially since they're two sizes larger than mine. :P

But what surprised me the most was how ooooooooohhhhsooooocomfortable they are to wear. Seriously, it was like walking on...nougat! Wait, nougat?? Bahh...whatever. Rich, soft, velvettyyy...It was wonderful! Not exactly the prettiest shoes in the world...or my own shoerack, for that matter, but I could care less. It was looovvveely. ;) I've heard of this brand, Merrell, before. But I wasn't very familiar with the brand. Now, all I could even think of is buying a truckload of Merrell.

I went to Gloria Jeans Coffee at Banilad Town Centre for some coffee to go, wearing these babies. (shoutout to Miss LPE!! Lookie mi shoes!!) Because the moment I slipped them on, I couldn't take them off...eventhough they were slipping from my foot everytime I took a step because they were too big for me. Haha.

I was the new Bozo...sans the big red bow on my neck. Balding head, kinky blue hair, big red nose and ear-to-ear smile, I already have. :P

As the day progressed, I got less and less excited and motivated. Especially after seeing all the mess I've made around mid-afternoon. I'm such a dork. I initially intended to organize, and not the other way around. Tsk!

Oh well, I better hit the sack so I can finish my dirty deeds (literally) early tomorrow morning. Because I don't want people in this household to find out I'm actually worthless once they find my backroom in total disarray. Wait, they already know that. Well, I just want to surprise them, and be praised later on, and milk the new-found attention for all its worth. ;)

Yaya!! Bacon...thank you!

Twat in designer rainboots?

3:27AM, and I'm still wide awake...I've been rolling, twisting, turning (hell, I might as well have been ballroom dancing!) around in bed since 11PM earlier (technically, last night), and nothing worked. All my dogs were already fast asleep, and I kept on shoving them so they'd wake up...so I wouldn't feel jealous. Yes, I am mean. But it was like they were taunting me!!

There I was, trying seriously hard to doze off--even to the point of counting imaginary sheep (seriously), and they SNORE within barely two minutes after climbing up in MY bed? Ok, just one dog snores. The prettiest of the lot. If she were human, she'd be disappointing men from all over. Pretty to look at, lovely to hold, hell to sleep (literally, of course) with. ;)

So I've been losing sleep for the last three days already because of the silliest things. But ahh...I forget, I am a twat. ;)

You all know it's rainy season here. Within a month, two major storms struck, killing a handful of people, and destroying millions worth of properties, and agriculture. But the worst thing that happened, was one of my favorite pairs of shoes got molested by a nasty nasty puddle of goo.

Which in turn, have made me decide that I need some serious rain gear people...

Burberry Rainboots in Classic Check, $145 and Novacheck, $130

I'd go for the Classic, between these two checks. The Novacheck looks...wrong, for some reason. Maybe because there's a gagillion counterfeit Burberry out there. You could easily find something exactly like this at the nightmarket in Jordan, Hong Kong for definitely less than USD130!! Haha.

Burberry Tall Rain Boot $165

Now these, I like. They're simple, and unpretentious, and in short...hypocritical and scared to show their true narcissism. ;)But, I'm actually considering these loud wellies. I'm predicting a dreary disposition for the rest of the year, so I would probably need major doses of attention.

And these would be enough to get those confused stares *complete with perfectly-"O" mouths, for full effect* from traditional Chinese businessmen, raised eyebrows from their matronly wives, snickers from their junkie offsprings at Waterfront Lahug anytime. And these are the perfect "Look at me! Look at me!" footwear on those sad days...

*it's ok, I guess. Those Korean and Japanese tourists would understand me*

Emilio Pucci Rainboots

For $150...PhP 7,700, it's not bad. It's already cheap...er, compared to most things nowadays. Besides, they're Pucci. Mums always love Pucci. When my mother sees that name on my credit card bills, it'll all be justified in her eyes. Of course, I wouldn't want to show her how ridiculous the purchased item really is. ;)

And even if I have to pay for it on my own, I still would. The expected gawks and stares would be priceless! Haha. DING DING DING DING!!!! ATTENTION-WHORE ALERT!

There. Now all I have to do is tend to my real problems...

Wait, the search for the right pair of rainboots is a serious issue! Imagine life without them! Everybody's been under the rain...except maybe serious pluviophobics, but that's besides the point.

Point of the matter is: if you don't have proper rain gear, you end up well...wet. And once wet, it'll take you a longer time to dry. Your body temperature goes all berserk, and then follows your entire system. And then you get sick. And once you get sick, you then die. Oh yeah, I only talked about rainBOOTS earlier...

STILL, they're important. If you don't have proper rainboots, you step into a puddle. You think, "f$@!*%!!!!...*sigh* Oh well, it's just water". But how sure are you it was "just water"? Nooo...You never know what's the in that puddle. The water seeps into your shoes, to your socks, eventually absorbed by your skin. Millions of bacteria lurking (that Lysol ad really did it for me)...creeping into your dermis...to your bloodstream. They start breeding inside you, and you get sick...a week after, you wake up with only your crotch left. They've already eaten up all of your limbs from the inside!!! You faint at the site of your own blood, so you couldn't call for help. Even if you do, you can't run (hello, no legs and arms to even crawl with) All too late...and then you die. See? It is serious!

Government Warning: This post is a clear representation of what might happen to you, should you choose to live an unhealthy lifestyle. You will soon end up in an asylum, and eventual death.

Personal advice: Don't blog when temporarily insane from lack of sleep.

Neeeeed...sleepingggg...pillssss...

Puma Pelé Brasil

"I was born for soccer, just as Beethoven was born for music."

-Edson Arantes do Nascimento

more famously known as Pelé

A veteran of four World Cups, scorer of a whopping 1,283 first-class goals -- 12 of them in the World Cup final tournaments. Pelé is the only player in the world to have played in four World Cups and brought home the trophy three times. He is the legend and this was his off-the-field shoe...and now, I went them.

Hoping that if I wear them, I'd be like Li'l BowWow in that crap movie (a few years ago) of his with the Michael Jordan sneakers and he magically gets Jordan's skills after wearing them. I didn't bother to watch the movie. I saw the preview on Star Movies, and they pretty much told the whole story. The message was clear: "This is a crap movie. Don't bother.".

I never really cared much about video and audio piracy before, but damn...when Pelé did that commercial against piracy, I am now an advocate. I admit to have bought a few pirated videos before. And hell, of course I download illegally. What's the point of paying a monthly premium on high-speed internet? YOU KNOW YOU DO TOO! Haha. But I really am seriously considering going legit. Fucking commercials...why couldn't they have taken someone less credible to advocate against piracy like George W. Bush? I never imagined I'd say this, but I wish it was Paris Hilton or Lindsay Lohan or someone as equally unbelievable and ludicrous, so I wouldn't have to feel guilty everytime I download episodes I've missed on CSI:. :(

Nevermind that he's old, and not exactly someone with a face you'd like your kids to inherit, but that man is a genius.

He played football to a samba beat. Beautiful skills, astonishing speed and ball control - and of all those great players in those yellow and green shirts (don't forget those 70's shortyshorts!), Pelé was the greatest of them all. Ronaldo was shit compared to him. And with that said, I shall stop before sounding like a complete fanatic. Which I am, but won't admit to. Because I, Twilly the Twat, am a hypocrite and full of bull. ;)

Now, don't be mislead. I'm not good at football...at all. Come to think of it, I'm not good at any sport for that matter. Not even friggin' pingpong. :P Although that Forrest Gump movie sure made an impact on me then...and no matter how much I rewind again and again listening to the "just watch the ball..." scene, I never quite improved. Haha.

Alas, I am useless, and only good at citing things that I want want want and not actually do something about it. :)

Enough talk!!!

Puma Pelé Brasil Athletic Shoe

These particular ones retail for $64.95 (PhP 3,000+) at Nordstrom.com (tax exlusive). There other shades (of mainly green and yellow --which is disappointing, but unsurprising) and designs availabe under Pelé's name for Puma that ranges from basically $60-$90 (PhP 3,000-5,000) --tax exclusive, of course. But Blogger hates me, and I'm having issues with their photo uploading process.

I'm buying...when given the chance to find one in person. Risky buying shoes online. I have weird feet. I need to fit them first. Besides, I like S.A.s kneeling infront of me to fit my shoes. Haha. *eviilllll*

Support Pelé. Support a millionaire, and a multi-million-dollar company like Puma as well to make even more millions out of us. Because we are weak creatures, and we cave in to all their shit. Buy now! Do it. Damn this retail business...damn you!!!

Paul Smith messenger bags

I seriously want these two. I don't know why, but I just want them...badly. I've always loved Paul Smith. His designs just make me smile...and I rarely do. So major brownie points for just that.

Paul Smith Mini Cooper MessengerPaul Smith Triumph Messenger

I love "the look". It's sooo...alive(?). Kindda reminds me of pop art. Although I don't exactly consider myself a hardcore, surround-my-self-with-color FAN of the genre, it really makes me cheery deep deep down.

And being the insufferable (even I get annoyed with all the shit I lug around on a daily basis) packrat that I am, it really serves me well on the function department. I read the dimensions, and it can even fit a helmet! And so ridiculously cheap--at $450 each, it's impossible for me not to throw my much-needed-to-be-saved money on a couple.

Ok, it's not cheap.

Damn, now I feel guilty.

Wait, I shouldn't...I need a treat. I deserve a treat.

Surrreeee...keep telling youself that, you twat!

But alas, being the loser that I am, I missed out again on the sale. They were only available on eluxury.com, and they're all sold-out. Fuck. Now I have to go probe friggin' eBay with crossed fingers hoping to find one for grabs. I hate searching. It's too tedious for a bludger like me...wait, I have to change that. My laziness has caused me way too much discomfort already. Hello, that's reason why I wasn't able to buy the damn bags in the first place...*groan* Remember the Paul Smith sneakers? :-(

You'd know you're a materialistic hag, when you lose sleep over a pair of fucking sneakers...and now, bags.

Sigh..

Edit: The Trimph one is actually still available, but I don't want just one. I want them both. Together. (spoiled, unreasonable bitch)

Toywatch

I have a thing for wristwatches...not because theyr'e important --especially nowadays, wherein the whole world seems to be chasing after old Father Time non-stop (and can't even catch up to the old man), but because they're pretty.

Seriously though, I like, and not like knowing the time...it doesn't make sense, and yet it does. Ahhh...but since I am a twat, so you should all understand. :)

I love wristwatches/watches/clocks. I don't particularly like the creepy ones (ok, maybe some), but I like them in general. Unfortunately, I don't have an extensive...not even decent collection to show off. Damn my pride on parental support!!!

I could talk or write non-stop about my (sic) love (or obsession, whichever sounds better) for watches, but I didn't want to call my blog some stupid name like "Watchgirl". Yeah, surrre...like "Twilly the Twat Trotter" is actually classy and sophisticated...and not stupid. Tsk tsk tsk...

A friend of mine emailed me a month ago about Toywatch...

Photo credits: NeimanMarcus.com

"Made in Italy with a stainless-steel bezel, mother-of-pearl faces, Citizen movement, and a hefty-but-lightweight clear-acrylic band which can make you look like you're only wearing the face - not a whole watch!..." they even have it in chronograph...wow, I'm so surprised.

Apparently, it's big in Europe, and now the US --so what else is new? ;)

I honestly wasn't really taken by the whole "new look" of it at first. Didn't the Casio Baby-G phenomenonal trend take an ugly crash in the end? But I guess all trends do...so what makes this so different, right? :) But this thing really has been starting to grow on me lately. The fact that I'm actually taking my precious (?!) time to blog about it now, says a lot about my interest.

--that, or I just can't think of anything better to do, much less write about.*teehee*

Bah...for a reasonable (not to mention RARE, nowadays) price range of $150 to $300, I think it's worth a try. C'mon, it's a much-talked-about watch, featured in all of those glitzy magazines and posh websites, for only $150 (of course I'm buying the cheapest one!) --roughly around PhP 7,000+ (currency converter not working right now)...I AM SOLD!

Nevermind style, trend, cult-status, and all that jazz..I'm buying this damn thing because it's the cheapest "in" thing I've seen in long long longggggg time!!! Fuck freetrade and the modern commerce, I want cheap gas and good quality things for less than the usual cha ching $$$1,000+ range!!! I currently live in the third world, wherein that's converted to roughly around PhP 51,000 --which is more than the average blue-collared Pedro's annual income! You guys noticed how nothing decent is ever under less than a thousand bucks nowadays? Think: designer handbags...CC, you bitch...dragging me into your frolicky world of frills and froufrou Chanel! I'm starting to get hooked...and it's not even funny. :-P

Paul Smith sneaker regrets

As jaded, depressed, bitchy...er, cynical, and all out confused, as I have become...

Deep inside, I'm still that selfish, borderline obsessive, over-zealous materialistic bitch of yore. I become happy at the sight...and more importantly, the feel, of a certain object of desire, knowing that I just may (...or may not, which happens more so than the former) actually acquire it. Oh come on...don't you? ;)

But I've been putting aside my materialism for approximately two-three years now, due to certain...well, uncomfortable changes in my life. After years of insisting (which started when I was around 8 years old, as i recall), I finally got my "independence"...but that's WHOLE different post. I don't even want to start griping on that issue.

The real issue here was just caused by an accidental channeling of my spoiledlittlegirl mode earlier today.

I found out that the pair of Paul Smiths I've been wanting for sooo long, have already been sold out...guess when? For sooo long! Haha. I don't have a choice but laugh, sorry. I'd like to say, "it's not even funny", but what else is there to do?

Paul Smith Wilson Embroidered Sneaker

Photo credit: eluxury.com

Nothing...rigghhhhttt...

To be honest, yes, I did love that pair. I still do. But the fact that I forgot all about it for almost a year says a lot about my dedication to it...then. :)

But I got pissed, because when I actually did remember them, I got all excited and shit. I searched online only to find out that they've been old news since the last time I paid my waxer a visit.*ok...oversharing*

I found their "latest collection" and saw these instead...

Paul Smith Cross between Larry the Cable Guy and Carson Kressley of Queer Eye

Click on photo to go to source...

Oh come on! It doesn't take a faggot or a stylist or some "Fashion God" to know which one's prettier! I'm no expert, but isn't a "new" collection supposed to be better than the previous one? Isn't that the reason why we're no longer as hairy, and are more vocally coherent than our grandparents...I mean...ancestors, the apes? Has Charles Darwin taught us anything??

--And yes, there is a great possibility that I just may be turning to a faggot for buying from the Paul Smith MEN's collection for the past three years. :) What...They have great stuff!! :-P

As shallow as this may seem to you all, but I really was...still am, really...crushed. I mean, I didn't even hesitate to buy online for that Wilson pair. And I am NOT a fan of sharing personal...especially credit information online. Hell, I even have a hard time doing that in real life, how much more to a virtual shop???