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Monday, 30 October 2006

HALLOW'S DAY

This is what Dar would coin as PUHR-TAEY! (party)

I am not so fond of these parties with all these dancing and killer outfits. My most unforgettable party poser outfit was when i wore a black cat suit sans the bra and my hair all curled up. And i was just standing drinking a pilsen and not even partying since i was so inappropriatlely dressed in a friekin hiphop bar where boys wear baggy stuff and girls expose their bra straps. Gahd, why did i ever allow myself to those moments. 

I have party friends, that's why. Lei is one of my ultimate party buddies. We are so unlike each other but we get along fine. I like music and drinking, she likes dancing and flirting. I am 70's bistro and she is Club Industry.

So one fine evening after a horrendous shoot with the kids, she showed up at my place at 10pm and dragged me out of bed to go to Embassy. I know of this bar. This is THE bar. Everyone else in downtown morato had a halloween affair to go to. I dressed up with a really short black dress, high wedges and a black headband with cat-like ears in black sequins. Oooh, i love it. This time i was wearing a bra.

So off to this socialite bar and because, again of media connections, we were spared from the 700 peso entrance fee. I don't understand why these fuckin bars charge those kinds of fees but Lei said it was because of the DJ. And for the first time i was inside Embassy and i saw Tim Yap in a Lumiere costume. He looks like a mascot though. I drank a Henessy cognac with coke, Baileys and Vodka Kurant. Love the vodka; hate the cognac.

Next stop was the CREAM PARTY at the World Trade Center. I have never seen as many party people in my life. It was so big and everyone was so thirsty and in a daze. House music was pumping like heartbeart  in a sea of unconscious people in a whoosh and I liked it. That Vibe. It felt like you're at the heart of the party scene in Manila and nobody cares if we are third world or not.

I got home at around 5am and all the people in the house are still awake and still talking about people they saw. I told them that my black bunny/sadist outfit wasn't out of place and that i enjoyed my night. They told me that the best costume they have ever seen in Malate was a gay guy dressed as the Black Nazarene of Quiapo complete with crucifix!

Happy Hallow's Day!

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