- Sunday, October 23, 2011
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My love affair with Havaianas started when I chanced upon the gold metallic Tops back in 2006. Never had I worn flip-flops that felt like home to my feet. I didn’t think I would get hooked on it, but apparently it was love at first sight. I was addicted. Then I became so obsessed that I wanted to obtain every color… and I did.
A few months later since I discovered Havaianas, I found out that I could purchase more of these babies online. I scouted eBay, American Sole, Amazon, Agua Viva USA, New Urban Male, Igapost, Brastudo and even Brazilian sites that required translations such as americanas.com and CIABRASIL. I bought so many Havaianas online that I became a household name for couriers such as FedEx/Air21 and LBC. The delivery boys would already assume every time they hand me a package that it’s just another pair of “flip-flops” as declared. They would chuckle at the thought that I am collecting “slippers”. They just didn’t understand the thrill and excitement that I feel as I tear open my packages and the way it lights up my entire face with genuine delight! Ahhh! The satisfaction of having pairs of Limited Edition Havaianas! It’s like a slice of heaven really.
I should say it is the hunt for Havaianas that makes everything so stimulating. It stirs me up and almost drives me crazy. Since I became so passionate with Havaianas, I would easily give my trust to anyone who could provide me with the best deal and give them to me as soon as possible. It was then that I got scammed for 11 thousand Pesos for being so overly zealous and besotted. But that didn’t stop me. Instead my passion flared and I bought more Havaianas pairs with a vengeance. Mall shops would text me if they have new stocks and I would rush to them in frenzy while feeling the “Havaianas high”.
Of note, my prized possessions are my Wonder Woman pairs, the Japanese Chisos and the Sayegusa (Tortoise and Hare), the New York Fashion Week (Rosa Cha) pair, the exclusive pairs I won from Havaianas contests like the 7 Waves and Take Me To The Nearest Beach, MYOH pairs, the Saks Fifth Avenue designer pairs (Laura Mercier and Bobbi Brown), the Luke Stedman pairs (Tonight We Ride and Bones) along with the No War pair from Australia, the Boracay Mono Dots and Nautical Stripes pairs, CIA Maritima pair, Filipinas pairs, and my metallic Silver, Gold Logo and Mesh pairs. Over time I have acquired more than 60 pairs (exluding the ones I gave as gifts!) as shown at my Multiply site, and to quote Mrs. Imelda Marcos, "If you know how much you've got, you probably haven't got much." Well, doesn’t it get more imeldific that that?
I have attended Havaianas events such as Make Your Own Havaianas and the Havaianas Free Kick, but my “sole” searching isn’t over yet. Every year, Havaianas gives us even more beautiful pairs and it has become a must for my feet to feel the goodness it brings.
So why do I love my Havaianas? The answer to this question is pretty simple really. Havaianas is LOVE. There is nothing in the world bolder, sexier, and more sensual than having my two happy feet bask every day in the lush softness of rubber comfort that only Havaianas can give.
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- Friday, May 21, 2010
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I had another topic in mind for my blog tonight but just now I decided to talk about something else. My gums are still throbbing like crazy after having endured a great ordeal with my recent dental work. I've been stressing about it for a week because it's really true that a smile can be priceless... or in my case, paving the perfect way to insolvency.
What did I do now? Nothing really. I just opened my mouth for what seemed like forever while the good doctor drilled, contoured, and God knows what else he did to give me back my self-confidence. Apparently, I'm one of the unfortunate souls who aren't blessed with enviable pearly whites.
A quick history. Nine years ago I got myself a fixed bridge. What is that? Well, it's like dentures but the permanent kind, so you don't have to worry about chewing gum sticking to it or worse, losing it at the beach when you're out swimming. I got 4 false teeth that is. Too much information, huh? Well, for those who can relate, it really is a pain in the neck (or the oral mucosa) having to deal with it.
About a week ago, I was brushing my teeth under pressure after getting alarmed when my mobile phone kept ringing while I was doing my nightly hygiene ritual. (Note to self: Turn the phone off or put it in silent mode when getting ready for bed.) So then, my gums must have bled when I accidentally brushed too hard. My anger management skills and patience were nowhere to be found that I bit my faggot pink toothbrush so freaking hard that it basically broke my tooth! Actually, it was a porcelain tooth so it didn't really hurt... but damn, when I looked at the mirror and smiled, I swear the mirror could have broken to a billion pieces. Okay, so I'm exaggerating. Bottomline: I was really furious at my reflection with one missing tooth! What the #@*%!
Eventually, I was able squeeze an appointment at the dentist the very next day (lucky me, the clinic is just 100 or so meters away from my house) and got it checked. Alas! There's nothing else to do but replace all 4 teeth since it was a fixed bridge. Don't bother asking how much it cost me. But I'll tell you this… it could have bought me a new laptop. There goes my one month salary!
I spent almost an entire afternoon fighting urges to stop squirming at the dentist’s chair as we took off the 9-year-old fixed bridge. When he finally succeeded in getting it all off, I stared at my reflection and it was a million times horrendous compared to that night I broke that one tooth! Thus explains why I sentenced myself on house arrest for a week…
So today, I received an SMS from the secretary at the clinic with good news that my new teeth may be installed today. (Hahaha! Installed! It’s so techy!) Anyways, there I spent an hour or more hoping the pain won’t require me anesthesia but to my dismay, it was really too much to handle. The doctor was even surprised at my actual pain tolerance and the fact that I didn’t bleed much. But after a while, I had to ask for it to block the now considerable amount of pain I was experiencing. And mind you, it wasn’t as sweet as the kind of pain that getting a tattoo brings!
All in all, I’d say he did a very excellent job. The pain was worth it… and now I have a very good reason to smile again.
So here it is… my brand-new smile. Tee hee!
Looks pretty "normal" and ordinary to me. HAHAHA! But that's the point!!!
And what better way to celebrate it than with a pint of ice cream! Hurrayy!!!
Wouldn't you say my dentist did a helluva job well done???
Now, can you guess where's the fixed bridge? ^_^
⋆✌㋡ღ⋆ 陳美西
What did I do now? Nothing really. I just opened my mouth for what seemed like forever while the good doctor drilled, contoured, and God knows what else he did to give me back my self-confidence. Apparently, I'm one of the unfortunate souls who aren't blessed with enviable pearly whites.
A quick history. Nine years ago I got myself a fixed bridge. What is that? Well, it's like dentures but the permanent kind, so you don't have to worry about chewing gum sticking to it or worse, losing it at the beach when you're out swimming. I got 4 false teeth that is. Too much information, huh? Well, for those who can relate, it really is a pain in the neck (or the oral mucosa) having to deal with it.
About a week ago, I was brushing my teeth under pressure after getting alarmed when my mobile phone kept ringing while I was doing my nightly hygiene ritual. (Note to self: Turn the phone off or put it in silent mode when getting ready for bed.) So then, my gums must have bled when I accidentally brushed too hard. My anger management skills and patience were nowhere to be found that I bit my faggot pink toothbrush so freaking hard that it basically broke my tooth! Actually, it was a porcelain tooth so it didn't really hurt... but damn, when I looked at the mirror and smiled, I swear the mirror could have broken to a billion pieces. Okay, so I'm exaggerating. Bottomline: I was really furious at my reflection with one missing tooth! What the #@*%!
Eventually, I was able squeeze an appointment at the dentist the very next day (lucky me, the clinic is just 100 or so meters away from my house) and got it checked. Alas! There's nothing else to do but replace all 4 teeth since it was a fixed bridge. Don't bother asking how much it cost me. But I'll tell you this… it could have bought me a new laptop. There goes my one month salary!
I spent almost an entire afternoon fighting urges to stop squirming at the dentist’s chair as we took off the 9-year-old fixed bridge. When he finally succeeded in getting it all off, I stared at my reflection and it was a million times horrendous compared to that night I broke that one tooth! Thus explains why I sentenced myself on house arrest for a week…
So today, I received an SMS from the secretary at the clinic with good news that my new teeth may be installed today. (Hahaha! Installed! It’s so techy!) Anyways, there I spent an hour or more hoping the pain won’t require me anesthesia but to my dismay, it was really too much to handle. The doctor was even surprised at my actual pain tolerance and the fact that I didn’t bleed much. But after a while, I had to ask for it to block the now considerable amount of pain I was experiencing. And mind you, it wasn’t as sweet as the kind of pain that getting a tattoo brings!
All in all, I’d say he did a very excellent job. The pain was worth it… and now I have a very good reason to smile again.
So here it is… my brand-new smile. Tee hee!
Looks pretty "normal" and ordinary to me. HAHAHA! But that's the point!!!
And what better way to celebrate it than with a pint of ice cream! Hurrayy!!!
Wouldn't you say my dentist did a helluva job well done???
Now, can you guess where's the fixed bridge? ^_^
⋆✌㋡ღ⋆ 陳美西
- Tuesday, October 21, 2008
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