You really wouldn’t catch me reading a showbiz magazine. I don’t even read OMG! on line. But I do know Hola! Magazine. I actually didn’t get it when Xavier (Btesh of Nuvo), said he needed an escort to the Hola Magazine Philippines. I just said yes when I heard him say free booze and food. And he just kept saying “my friend Maricris will host it” (and by Maricris he meant THE Maricris Zobel)… and attire was “Come at your best!” WOW diba? Pressure.
Sorry, naubusan ako ng battery sa phone during the event and I wasn’t able to take anymore photos except this one with Xavier — mandatory photo for our friend Tuscan who left for Austria that morning and was super jealous he couldn’t tag along. Xavier refused to let me charge my phone anymore because I was working the whole night up until my phone died. He was all too happy.
The event was over-the-top glamorous. As in over-the-top. By chance Maurice Arcache greeted me and Xavier when we entered the door… Maurice is one of Xavier’s fans and all he said was praises for my date. Held at the Sofitel tent last Thursday, there was a live brass band, jazz singers, ANY kind of liquor flowing free from the 360 degree open bar, sumptuous hors d’oeuvre buffet at every corner of the tent, and the who’s who of who’s beautiful and influential in Manila. Hola!, in all its 15 syndicated publications around the world has always been about glamour after all.
photos courtesy of http://franco-laurel.blogspot.com
So yes, I got wasted on Chivas and drunk on conversation with businessmen, some military people, a couple of socialites and the an ivory league grad who’s dad kept pushing me to hook up with… all in all a pretty decadent night.
Therefore, to cleanse my palate, my last stop was— Andok’s, in my long dress and fanciful accessories. Coz you can take the girl outta the hood, but you can’t take the hood outta the girl. Hahahhaa!