All That Glitters is GOLD!

I was on a tight budget last month, and I had to bust out some gold shoes to complete my bridesmaid outfit for Klassy’s wedding. I had a pair of gold flats that I can’t seem to find, and I had already spent most of my money on accommodations so I decided to be more resourceful and DIY it.

I started with a pair of white heels I barely use. For some reason, I can’t pull off white shoes and decided not to buy any white shoes after this. The material was stretchy fabric and plastic–workable for spray paint! I found a can of gold at home and went to work.

I suck at reading labels. I realized that the paint was matte after I sprayed the first coat–but that’s okay. The white base made it easier for the gold to come out. It took me about 4 layers to get the color I wanted–just make sure to let the paint dry every time you add a layer!

Realizing that it might look dull instead of sparkly, I busted out the gold sequins and some Elmer’s Glue. Mod Podge would’ve been better, but we don’t have it here!

It took me a couple of hours to finish both heels! The photo below tells you that I forgot to paint some parts–hopefully ones that aren’t noticeable from afar

Turned out well, according to my standards. Haha. Check out our color palette. We were afraid we’d look a bit elfish but we put our faith in Klassy (who, by the way, works for one of my favorite sites, Refinery29!) and I think we looked Kate Spade-ish. LOVE.

Oh, being the best bridesmaids in the world, we made a fansign:

You can see our feet at the 0:12 mark in Klassy and Eric’s same-day wedding video made by Jason Magbanua.

And I have to flaunt my rings–I’m Green Lantern-ish like that.

More photos soon! Hopefully. Haha.


Crafts Party!

Before my best friend got married last month, she invited the bridesmaids (yay!) and some of their close friends to help her make props she wanted for her wedding. The invite said to  make ourselves free on Saturday afternoon, bring whatever art materials we had lying around the house (with specific instructions not to buy anything!), and our drinking pants.

VMB and I arrived to this:


A DIY/Crafter’s wasteland! We had our computers and iPhones ready to broadcast how awesome we are. Our friend, Sanya, brought over her old Sweet Valley and Babysitters Club books! The 90s fangirls in us started screaming and reading out loud chapters from the books!

We originally planned to cut out the covers and make buntings or coasters out of them. Or maybe something like this, haha

We didn’t have a lot covers, so we tore out the pages and made these awesome flaglets for the guests to have photo-ops with:

And then the very fab very metal boyfriend started making other props for the photobooth:



And a championship belt! Our geeky boyfriends rejoiced, I tell ya.

Of course, being Hanson fans (well, I’ll say former on my end! LOL), we couldn’t resist making these:

Last but not the least, we made this David Lynch-inspired bunting, at the special request of the bride 🙂


Klassy and Eric used this for the post-wedding photo shoot and brought it back to hang in their home in SF 🙂

My best friend is the awesome bride (no “zilla” here!) who came up with everything! What can I say, she made me feel like a really useful bridesmaid, haha. This party was an awesome excuse to get the guests to mingle before the wedding and be all excited for the big day!

Love the crafty folks at Camp Derby!


I think I’ll throw one when the time comes! DIY or die! LOL

* All Instagram photos were taken by Klassy

The Ultimate Destination Wedding: Part 2

After exploring the city and getting our bearings, next up on the itinerary was the Hamam or the traditional Turkish bath. The only briefing I got so far was 1) bring a bathing suit, 2) it was women only (from the BIL’s email) and 3) it’s just like a spa party only that it was going to be in a traditional bath house.

Being conservatively Asian/Filipino, I made sure it wasn’t the naked type of bath house. Issues, man! Haha. We went to the only hamam downtown to meet up with the rest of the female wedding party: the in-laws (mom, sister, cousins, aunties), plus their neighbors. Since the rest of the foreign wedding party were not due to fly in yet, we were the only foreigners there.

They decorated the bath house with tulle and lots of balloons with the Turkish evil eye printed on them.

The bridal hamam is a tradition that goes back in the old days. It was when the women of the groom’s family go to the bath house with the the bride so that they can “inspect” the bride not just on a physical level, but also on the spiritual and emotional side.

We changed into our bathing suits and gathered at the center of the hamam for some traditional dancing (which involved a lot of clapping, hand movement, and me struggling to follow the rhythm) and food. Then they told us we could go inside for the bath if we were ready.

We went into the main bath area–which was one big room with a domed ceiling, a huge marble slab in the middle, and mini bath cubicles around it. The hamam lady (a huge woman in a string bikini with two bath mitts tucked on both sides of her bottoms) will motion for you to lie down on the marble, and then she’ll scrub ALL your dead skin away. Then she’ll pull your top off and scrub your boobies too. So much for being conservative. Haha.

Before everyone changes into dry clothes, we all gathered around the bride and the moms and aunties and the single ladies would pour rose water over her and said prayers for abundance and happy marriage for her. That was the most beautiful part of the hamam 🙂

Of course, spa/bath=indulgence so we had chocolates and coffee after.

One of the aunties there could tell fortunes just by reading the bottom of our coffee cups. My mom’s and my sister’s fortunes were pretty accurate. Mine was funny. “You think too much.” Spot on.

Oh, and I had to go braless after since my sister forgot her bra and she borrowed mine. You can’t say no the bride!

Yay for traditions! 🙂 I’m happy that my sister and her husband decided to go all out on letting us experience what it’s like to married in a different culture. My mom is actually challenged to do the same when they come over to Manila for the Philippine version of the wedding!

The Ultimate Destination Wedding (Part 1)

The Ultimate Destination Wedding = Most Epic Wedding of 2011!

When my sister got engaged last December, my first question was “Does that mean we’re all going to Turkey for the wedding?!” When they finally confirmed that we were indeed flying out to Turkey, I got excited. Even more so when my brother-in-law emailed us our itinerary which included traditional bridal Turkish bath, Henna night, and a side trip to Ephesus with the entire wedding party!

We arrived a week early, and explored the lovely city of Izmir. Izmir is an hour by plane from Istanbul and sits along the coast of the Mediterranean Sea. We stayed in the Karsiyaka side most of the time, but crossed the sea by ferry to explore Alsancak and Konak too.

I love the laidback vibe of Izmir. I think any city beside the sea (or a body of ocean) moves at less hectic pace (oh no, wait–I take it back. Manila Bay doesn’t elicit the same feeling haha) leaves you with a calmer and happier state of mind.

Getting around the city was easy since their transportation system is organized, efficient, and friendly–there were mini buses, ferries, and cabs ready to take you wherever you need to go. You just have to struggle a bit because not a lot of people speak English here so gestures and addresses on hand are must-haves. Since this is not a very touristy place, you’ll feel less paranoid about being scammed into tourist traps and the locals are actually surprised and happy to see foreigners around town. Yep, take it from the only Asians who were in town that week.

The only problem I encountered here was the weather, simply because I didn’t pack enough clothes for a sunny trip. My suitcase was filled with fall/winter stuff thinking that summer was about to go away but I was wrong! Good thing shopping in Izmir was also FUN (hello Mango outlet!).

Next up: the hamam!

Quick DIY

Attended another wedding over the weekend–a good friend from college flew back from LA to tie the knot, and I only got the invitation the other week.

I almost didn’t have anything to wear because I forgot to pack shoes that match. Of course, I brought along my ever reliable skull clutch, which got a snazzy little makeover when one of my bracelets broke:

Since I couldn’t stuff the bracelet into my super small clutch (which was already bursting at the seams), I linked it to one side and what do you know, I’ve got a pretty bag.

This isn’t the first wedding-wardrobe-disaster I’ve encountered. I remember breaking a dress strap (which was remedied by asking the wedding coordinator for extra safety pins), and a broken shoe (thank goodness for spare flats in the car).

Just two weeks ago, I decided to shorten my bridesmaid’s dress TWO hours before I was due at the church. I know–forever procrastinating. I decided to shorten it because it looked really dowdy on me (I was trying to convince myself otherwise). It was a 1920s-themed wedding–so the shorter the better, right? Hahaha.

The easy part was taking off the last tier. It was a nightmare to cut and hem the lining (since really, I had NO time), so I just ironed it and ran a sloppy running stitch. Which was a noob idea, because I forgot to change the thread inside the bobbin and ended up having to color the white thread with a purple pencil.

This is turning out to be a year of weddings. I’m on my fourth already and I’ve got another one next month. The one I’m really excited for is my sister’s wedding in September. Already blocking off the entire weekend to help her plan and meet with suppliers. I just hope she won’t turn into bridezilla (or my mom into momzilla…harhar).