My Insides are Outside with Excitement!

For this.

The website isn't working though. Will update the link once it's active. I wasn't supposed to update my blog this weekend but I couldn't resist this entry for my favorite holiday of the year. See you there next year my frankenstein friends! Happy Halloween! BOOOO!

Your grotesque girlie,
Ladida Lola

Haute High-rise

Since I won't be blogging this weekend, today will have two posts. Designer homes have long been gracing the glossy sheets of high end magazines with their picture perfect planning, artful architecture and ingenious interiors. Well, Century Properties has certainly outdone itself with this new project -- The Milano Residences.

Rising to 53 storeys, this diva of a condominium looks down on us poor pedestrians with her killer Versace heels. Yes, you read me right, children. This residential development is designed by the world-renowned Versace Group. This baby is the FIRST luxury Private Residences in Asia interior designed by Versace Home.

 

Look at those lines and lighting.

 

Lovely interiors inviting me to live here.

My boudior -- I wish.

My imaginary guest bedroom.

 I adore the different color schemes and moods of each room.

Fairy tale princesses can have their castles. Take me high on this skyscraper!

The deliriously delighted diva,
Ladida Lola

Everyday is NO Plastic Day.

Waste management has become a global problem and it really frustrates me to see that it's taking a long time before people take action to do something about it. I mean, c'mon on people, little things can go a long way. Every little bit counts in helping in the environment that's why I made a promise to myself to make everyday a NO plastic day for me. (Meant both literally and FIGURATIVELY.)

Here are my two fantastic Envirosax bags that make it fashionable to be environmental:

You can roll them up like this, so it's easy to bring around in your bag or pocket.

They also have 5-in-1 pouches that make a great idea for a gift this Christmas. So, add these nifty little things to your Christmas list :)

Here's mine. I'm giving them to dear friends who will definitely use them every time they shop.

Pretty maids all in a row.

Aren't they the cutest? Being environmental CAN be fashionable!

Your happy hippy chick,
Ladida Lola

I've Died and Gone to Shoe Hell.

But it's a good thing because I'm definitely tripping on Iron First shoes. When I first heard of the brand, I thought, "Tekken! The King of Iron First Tournament." (Yes, I am sometimes a geeky girl.) But the name definitely suits them. I mean just look at the gorgeousness of these booties:

Ladies Digi Skull Boot

They also come in heels. *drool*

Ladies Digi Skull Platform

If I were the Flash, I'd definitely wear these:

Ladies Zeddie Bap Bap Platform

 

Light up the night with these lookers:

Ladies Limited Edition Moonshine Zombie Stomper( Glow in the Dark)

Here's some good news my freaky friends, some items are available here in Manila (oh, joy!)

Harlottes Web Platform

Thelma Bootie

Twinkle Toes Flats

Check out the Iron Fist Shoes FB account here in Manila for these kick-ass kickers.

Your freaky faghag,
Ladida Lola

That Blinking Cursor

It haunts me. Every time I write I feel it mocking me relentlessly like a finger pointing to my face. He says (Yes, THE cursor is a guy), "And you call yourself a writer." To which I say, "No, I don't. People just give me things to write, but I really don't consider myself a writer."

"Then you're a sham. You just got lucky again." he says.

"Yes," I say, "again and again and again."

I have this conversation with that cursor almost everyday. Somehow I manage to block him out by surfing aimlessly on the internet or drowning him out music. Then the idea suddenly forms in my head just quickly as the first pangs of hunger. The hunger gnaws at me as a type or write furiously to get the ephemeral thoughts out there. The physical manifestation of my idea.

I tell that cursor, "Are you happy? I'm starting to get it done." To which it smirks, "Are you really?"

He torments me, I tell you. Always the wise ass. 

After hours of writing and re-writing, I finally come up with a piece that works. A not-too-shabby job of getting my point across in a relatively creative manner, I hear him say, "Do they really pay you for this s***? Wow, I wonder how you get to sleep at night."

"As if I earn so much from it," I think to myself, "Will I ever make enough money to see a shrink and to make you shut up?"

Ah, the voices in my head. How I love their company.

Your mad-as-a-hatter maid,
Ladida Lola