I have taken inspirations from the Sartorialist photos from Summer '07, (if I remember it right)

 Lol, My mom played along with me, taking photos of what we are wearing, for a photo fashion blog. 

 We were aiming for something like this look:

 Lol, just joking but infairness.

Me and my mom went out to do some grocery and visit my grandma Fe at her house/ bakery (three floor building) in Metro Manila (Oroquieta, Tayuman). We did the grocery first, and then my Aunt Vivian and cousin Totle texted mom that they will be heading back (to the house/ bakery) after they finish fixing the car in Malabon (from the Cruz family house). After doing grocery, we headed to the bakery seeing them (my cousins Patrick and Jorell, helping) unloading some groceries too, for the bakery store.

Everybody was set and ready to go up, (to do some chica) third floor, the newly renovated room of my Aunt Vivian and cousin Totle. *drum roll* Upon opening the door, blue walls strucked my eyes, *another drum roll please* new Samsung LCD Full HD installed on the wall, with complete home theater features/ add- ons, new computer table, and an interior worthy of a UZ episode (Urban Zone, a Philippine TV show that features home interiors, architectures, and art) *pictures of the room to be posted later* It's very different from the look (renovation of Malabon house was I think last month) they did for the house in Malabon, where their room is into the modern feel of silver, black and white palette. This room was into classic homey feel, not so classic with the blue shade, manly classic?! I think. It comes with dark wood furnitures (table, bed, cabinets). I like the details like the lights in the room, they chose to put two lights that look likes something a warehouse would put, silver whatevers. Nice contrast of flat blue (poster color shade of Ultramarine or the other shade from Sakura) and pale yellow green colors makes the room chicly home.

So last night I was coming home from dinner with Nathan & Co.  We went to a new restaurant I'd never visited before, in a part of town I rarely go to, so there were already a few strikes against me.  The drive home should have been a long, grueling drive of about 25-30 minutes, but it turned into a longer, more grueling drive of about 50 minutes after a few "setbacks" along the way.

As if it was an omen, Nathan says, "Hey! Have a safe drive home!" as I'm leaving the restaurant.  After trying to find the main road through all these little alleys, I finally found GongYi and decided to take that to HuanZhong.   I was boogiein' down GongYi when the road ended and I realized that it didn't go to HuanZhong.  "No Biggie," I thought, "with my super navigation skills, I'll get home in no time."

Needless to say I got stuck in the eerie no-man's land between  the Foreign Affairs Office and the highway.  There are no stop lights, no stores with the comforting siren flashes, rare streetlights--just maze-like streets with tall housing complexes poking out of the darkness, teasing you with the possibility of civilization around the next bend.

In Taiwan, whenever you're in a situation like this, you always end up being on a road that turns out to be someone's driveway. It's true.  And they're always, ALWAYS outside for some reason.  Even when it's 11 p.m. on a Wednesday, they are still outside, bewildered by some equally bewildered, teetering waiguoren  paying them a house call in the middle of the night.

I once read a book that explained that, if you're ever stuck in a maze, just put your hand on the left wall, and walk while never removing your hand from that wall and eventually you'll find the exit.  I tried to use the same kind of theory in this matrix of concrete and crap, but this was no true maze--it was an infinite sphere whose center was everywhere and whose circumference was nowhere.  And I was right in the middle of it.

After thirty minutes, I eventually whittled my way out of Creepstown, found HeNan, and headed to that wonderful express beltway that is HuanZhong.  And this is where the drive home took a blatant nosedive.

I was screaming down Huanzhong when I got to the ZhongGang overpass.  ZhongGang is a giant road, so you can't cross it on a scooter, you actually have to use an overpass that's connected to the highway for about a kilometer.  You just go up, over, and back down.

The scooter section of the overpass is about the width of a scooter-and-a-half.   You couldn't really pass anyone on it (well...maybe a bicycle).  The guard rails come up to about your waist--while sitting on your scooter--and you have the highway on your left and a sheer drop onto the busy road below on your right.  I don't really like taking the ramp--it feels hectic--and each time I do, all I can think is "it would suck SO badly if you got in an accident here and fell off the bridge."  *shudder*

So here I am whirring over this overpass trying not to think about someone falling off the bridge.  I took a little, black bag with me to dinner instead of my usual mondo-bag, and right when I got past the middle of the ramp and started my descent, my handbag FLEW OFF THE SCOOTER.

Yes, my handbag--with my ARC, money, debit card, cell phone, etc--decided on a dramatic exit from this world.  It wasn't until I was halfway down the hill that I fully realized my purse was GONE--I couldn't really stop--there were people behind me, and, like I said, you can't pass anyone on this thing, so someone would have just slammed into my rear if I had stopped on the ramp.

So, I was in a pickle.  Because of the incredibly inconvenient location of the ramp and the busy roads, going back around to drive the ramp again on a recon mission would've taken about 15 minutes; by that time my bag would've been smashed, smushed, or stolen.  That was out.

I couldn't very well drive the wrong way up the ramp--that was also a terrible idea.

So I parked the scooter against the curb and decided on the only sensible (hah) recovery option.  Walk the wrong way up the one-way ramp on foot and pray that no one would come over it.

Like I said before, it's just wide enough for a scooter and-a-half, or a scooter and a person maybe--that is, if the scooter driver SEES the person and keeps to the side.  I was walking into traffic, uphill, so the scooter drivers wouldn't be able to see me.

The thought of getting smashed by a scooter started to freak me out, so I started sprinting up the hill towards a black mass on the road I could only assume/hope/pray was my purse.  I didn't even know if it was up there, maybe it had careened over the edge onto ZhongGang, in which case, it was done for.

So there I was, in a nice skirt and sandals, sprinting the wrong-way up a highway off-ramp near midnight, searching for my lost handbag, hair blowing in the wind and adrenaline pumping through my veins like a steam engine smashing into a silverware drawer.  Yikes.

Right there, right on the crest of the hill the shiny metal name plate on my purse was glittering in the street lamps, and yes!  it was still attached to a black mass!  I ran to it, scooped it up, and starting sprinting my way back down the hill.

The way down took forever, the ending seemed just out of reach, like running in a dream.  I kept checking over my shoulder, expecting the mother load of Hell's Angels to come tearing on through.  My legs were heavy, full of lactic acid.

When I finally reached my scooter I was suffocating--not enough air, not enough oxygen, I was having something like an overwhelmed panic attack and laughing at the same time.  I couldn't believe what I had just done and was on somewhat of an endorphin high from the freak out and subsequent run.

I hopped back on my scooter and high-tailed it home, a little slower, a little more cautiously, and with the purses strap wrapped around my ankle--that puppy wasn't going anywhere.

The point of this tale is the also the story of my life right now.  And it's mostly directed to one person.

Nick: D'YA SEE WHAT HAPPENS WHEN YOU'RE NOT AROUND?
Come back.  Before something really stupid happens!

Alas, our wonderful late summer weather has washed out part of the road that connects us to everything eastward. To alert the unwary traveller, those fine fellows from the Council have seen fit to place a sign either side of the problem; a single-syllable warning that does nothing to diminish the impending catastrophe...

Given that this is a branch of the Kingdom Cycle Route, perhaps the words DISMOUNT, BRIDGE OUT! or simply AAAAAAAAAAARGH! would have been more pertinent...

R:B

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Wardrobe malfunction has become a sort of fashion today. Carol Gracias was in the news a couple of years ago when her top slipped off while walking the ramp. Another wardrobe malfunction took place yesterday at the on-going Wills Lifestyle India Fashion Week in New Delhi.

Belgian model Debbie was walking the ramp in designer Rajesh Pratap Singh's collection at the Wills Lifestyle India fashion week when the incident took place. Her left shoulder strap slipped off, exposing her assets. It was too late when the model pulled the strap back.

Is it an accident or publicity stunt? May be it's part of the fashion show!

Este evento tem o intuito de desenvolver as categorias Mirim e Iniciante. Será realizado no dia 30 de Agosto de 2008 na Hardtrick Rampas de Skate, empresa que vem dando estímulo a estas categorias de base.

Para garantir uma premiação para essa nova geração do skate, contamos com o apoio de seis patrocinadores: Sul Nativo, Drop Dead, Independent Truck Company, Qix e Original Roots. Agradecemos o apoio a este esporte que vem ganhando cada vez mais espaço na mídia e nas nossas cidades..

Inscrições - R$15,00.

Para os atletas que não forem acompanhados de responsável maior que 18 anos, é obrigatório o preenchimento do termo de compromisso. Clique aqui para baixar.

A rampa está de cara nova e com extensões adicionais, vale à pena conferir este evento que com certeza renderá muito Skateboard e Som de Qualidade.

Mais informações nos fones: (48)3232-8653 e (48)9972-0035
http://www.htrs.com.br/

Localização:

Vindo do Centro:

Pegar o retorno no trevo de Sambaqui/Santo Antônio e seguir pela SC-401 sentido Praias-Centro. O Miniramp está localizado 200m após o segundo ponto de ônibus, contando a partir do trevo.

Vindo do Norte da Ilha:

A partir do trevo de Sambaqui / Santo Antônio, contar 2 pontos de ônibus. O miniramp está localizado 200m após o segundo ponto.

Lite senare bar det iväg med ett gäng ungar och vuxna till en park där det finns en ramp. Jag var bara tvungen att prova. Läskigt som fan. Men jag vågade åka upp så att hela brädan var på lutande 'mark'. Jag tror jag skulle vågat satsa mer om jag hade haft mer skydd och rampen inte varit full med folk som lekte hajen. Det får bli en annan dag.

Stod (?) och nötte ollies ett tag och tycker mig ha fått till en som lyfte från marken och jag landade på brädan igen. Nöjd!

tesd ville att jag skule tesa och göra ett trick då en lägger brädan upp och ner på fötterna och sen hoppar upp på den så att den vänder sig och så landar en på den sen. Det var kul - mest att hon hade en uppfattning om ett trick - men också att jag klarade det. Jag tappade lätt balansen och tippade av några gånger, men till slut så.

Hon testade några gånger (jag höll i hennes händer), det gick bra det med.

På vägen hem åkte vi båda på knä på brädan, de va grymt, jag har velat visa henne hor hon kan göra eftersom hon har lite knepigt med balansen än så länge. Hon kom också på att hon kan ligga på sin bräda och 'dra' sig fram med armarna. Tålamod är en förälders bästa vän :)

En sak jag undrar är om jag är fö tung för brädan, den gungar väldigt mycket åt sidorna både när jag bara står på den men även när jag ska göra mer 'avancerade' grejer. Färgen på undersidan har blivit avnött precis vid hjulen pga av det. Ska det va så? Vad kan jag göra för att styva till den?

Eftersom det här är första gången jag verkligen vill ha hjälp postar jag det här inlägget på skate.nu, vi får se om det resulterar i klarhet.

Nu är det dags att koka ihop middag till mig, tesd och antagligen några till.

/Skataren

I hope Donald got his bags.  And didn't pay over the odds for them.  Did he turn up ten days early?  Or perhaps the bag seller tired of waiting, and passed them on to another eager customer.

I suppose we'll never know, but hundreds of weary commuters must have been wondering the same thing as they trudged up the slope from the train platform this evening.

Nice friendly looking writing.  Spacing is a bit dubious - started out large, and got smaller.  And "orand" must take a close second in the Great Blackheath Spelling Contest, although as this particular note wasn't supposed to be consumed by many, perhaps the writer should be forgiven.

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That sounds cool! The X Games Dubai are getting bigger and bigger and it's a good news! The Middle East is a fantastic playground for Xtreme sports due to the nice weather that you have all year long so it is just natural!

I only hope that the infrastructure will follow! Can't wait for the teleski, nice skatepark, Wave pool etc!

See the announcement on EXPN site here!

Extremely lame.  Don't waste your money.  The show lasted a little over an hour.  There was only one ramp.  All attendee had to stay on one side and watch which means if you have a small child he/she couldn't see the event.  It took place on the parking lot of the amphitheater.  Tickets were overly priced for the amount of time they performed.  Of course, they hike up the price the day of the event (just like any other event) but that's not the issue, it was a complete RIP OFF.  I was really dissapointed as a parent.  My kids did not have a good time because they spent most of thier time guarding what little space they had so that they could see the tricks on ramp.  PLEASE DO NOT GO or BUY TICKETS TO THIS EVENT.

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Following on from two weeks ago, where I left a piece of work called PAX out for collection, I thought I'd give Free Art Friday another go.

This piece was made from one of those ramps that are used to keep cables tidy and stop people tripping over them. I don't know what you call these things - perhaps someone will enlighten me. Anyway, it had been knocking around the estate for months, so I thought I'd use it.

I thought it would be nice to paint an icon, and I thought it might be nice to paint it with a black face (much more representative of the area I live in) - so I based this piece on icons from the ethiopean church, which has a really interesting history, if you're aware of or interested in church history.

We'll see what reaction if any this one gets. It'll go out first thing on Friday 31st July 2008.

Neste domingo dia 20 de Julho, a partir das 12 horas, acontece o Drop Dead Mini Ramp.

As categorias que competem são o Amador Aberto e Open e as inscrições custam R$ 15,00 e R$ 20,00 respectivamente. A entrada para o público será de R$ 3,00.

A Mini Ramp da Drop Dead Skate Park foi recentemente apliada, garantindo um evento com muitas manobras radicais e a mesma vibe que sempre rola nos campeonatos da Drop.

A Drop Dead Skate Park está localizanda na Travessa da Lapa 231 Centro, na cidade de Curitiba/PR.

Mais informações:

Fone: (41) 3224-0885
E-mail: ddskatepark@skategeral.com.br
Site: http://www.dropfamily.com.br