Luna's Secret Parchment # 1

Let's make this blog more colorful shall we? The Luna's Secret Parchment Series will be composed of journal entries related to my preferences in Fashion, Hobbies, & Lifestyle and will be updated with new acquisition of products here in the Philippines. It's also my way of promoting my preferred products, both local and imported (especially LOCAL). Suppose I do own designer products, they will not be listed here and if ever, will remain anonymous.

It includes entries about great finds for pets, new accessories to my collections, recommendations, articles - so on, so forth - instead of plugging it in as an off-topic excerpt.

Wheeee!

I'd like to show off my dog's sparkly relatively new collar, a product of Smart Way. It's so gorgeous I couldn't help but have it for my babies.

Doggy and Mario's Walking Collars:

Here are a few of the party necklaces I designed for my canine babies:

People ask me why I spoil my dogs when they aren't even purebreeds. Even when I'm browsing through pet supplies, and it just so happens I'm admiring an expensive collar, the salespersons would offer to help and ask, "What is the breed of your dog?"

I'll answer. "Native."

Their facial reactions were always the consistent - surprise then apathy. They either leave me and tend to another customer, laugh in discomfort, offer "champ" purebreed dogs, ask why I wouldn't get a purebreed dog, wallow in silence, and the worst reaction that never fails to tick me off, they would tell me to buy a cheaper one and reason such items would be okay for mutts. I actually encountered such a person. Poor thing. Besides ending up as one of the many recipients of my I'm-gonna-murder-you-and-feed-you-to-my-hamster glare, I gave him a pice of my mind and with fake sweetness pushing through my teeth I uttered, "Well, mister. My dogs are as good as any purebreed. I love them, proud of them, and they're worthy of being treated like most of you.....(I almost inserted 'idiots' here but I stopped myself)....would treat your purebreeds."

The guy replied. "Well, it's different when your dog's a champ."

"Sorry, I don't base the value of my dog on mediocrity and insignificance." I began to walk away holding the bag of dog & hamster products, as well as swearing never to return to that shop again. "Purebreeds or mutts, it makes no difference to me."

They made a BIG mistake undermining my babies. I speak my mind, and I'm used to people not liking me because I'm different. Most of them run away with either their tails between their legs or scarred for life. I may not put as much effort when defending myself but when my loved ones are involved I go berserk and my enemy will surely get an unforgettable beating, and yes, take that from someone who makes her younger sister's bullies' cry. Speaking of which...

Our long-time nanny brought up an interesting story about my Dad. Mom's currently in the hospital because she's sick and we're kind of reminiscing about the past. I'm the one taking care of businesses in the house together with my Grandma, as well as Karl's school activities. I mentioned in my earlier posts that I've been physically abused by my father twice when I was as young as 12-years old. In both cases, I ended up getting hurt because I was defending someone else. When my father lifted his hand to hit my mother, I jumped in front of her and took the blow. He pulled my hair and the rest I couldn't remember anymore. The second time he hit me was in defense of my sister, who he tried to pull away. She was getting hurt. I yelled at him not to lay a finger on her, threatened him, told my sister to stay put, and he charged at me. If my nanny didn't threaten to call the police and my father hadn't walked away, it would have taken me only a few seconds to lift the VCR and throw it at him. I could feel the adrenaline....I was pretty strong kid back then so I knew I could do it. Besides, I've had practice by throwing furniture all over my room whenever I throw a fit because of our family problems. lolz) Even when I was in pre-school, I befriended and defended this boy from a group of bullies. My mother remembered it clearly because the teacher talked to my mom after she saw me scaring off the boys in the class. (No, I don't recall how I did it.) There were other instances too but bottomline is: defending oppressed creatures comes naturally to me. I get my strength from there, and this strength is currently growing into one massive ball of fire.

Unlike in western countries where people could care less whether a dog a mutt or a purebreed, discrimination of mixed breeds is a horrid, mental disease among Filipinos. They treat their purebreeds like royalty while mutts are left tied in front of the gate as watchdogs. Purebreeds are given homecooked, raw, or commercial food while mixed breeds are given leftovers or killed for their meat. The reasoning? The money is wasted on mongrels.

I hate it. these kinds of people will always have a special place in the darkest part of my heart.

Well, move over enculturated losers. Buying clothes for purebreeds might be a given trend but it's sooo old school! (This is a blow to all those biased purebreed owners out there.) Giving native dogs their own wardrobe is the best way to go and Mommy's here to prove it! :P

Designed By Pooch Couture.

I posted this image in Mario's blog.

A beautiful pair of native, bronze sandals with dark-colored circular embellishments from Kultura. Louie-pyon bought it for me a month ago and it's been one of my favorite mall foot wear ever since. I think it's around P500.00, a fair price to pay for local creativity.

My uncle is a licensed doctor in Pennsylvania (at least I think they live in Pennsylvania, unless they moved again, all I know is it's somewhere in the U.S...they used to live in Kentucky, then New Jersey, and then LA...), and they returned here in the Philippines for a two-week vacation. He's the husband of the younger sister of my mother and Ninang. My young cousins were crazy! Ang kukulit! Jared made a witty comeback to my Ninang's remarks when we drove through the squatter's area going outside of Cubao.

"Do you see those people, Jared? They eat there on the streets," Ninang said, "They live in small houses? They have to because they have little money. Do you see how small their houses are?"

Usually, we'd keep our mouths shut because if one of us, with the exception of Tito Arthur, tried to make a point she'll most likely turn it into a debate.

But not Jared. Although he kept playing his I-don't-rememeber-what-you-call-those-game-bling-blings-where-you-play-with-virtual-puppies thingee, he replied with little enthusiasm:

"It's better than dying."

All of us burst out laughing. I think my Ninang deserved that, treating these unknowing people like they were objects and making them look like we were on a tour. Geez.

Moving on, my aunt brought home loads of chocolates and it took two whole months for us to finish. Our refrigerator was full of sweets. Those two weeks they stayed here were productive and memorable. We had a feast almost everyday, dined out twice a week in restaurants serving Filipino dishes. I think I gained a few pounds considering how yummy the food were. Damn.

My aunt also brought home a surprising number of Ambercrombie & Fitch shirts, other branded skirts and pants, GAP Perfume, new silver-gray-red rubber shoes, and some others I couldn't remember anymore.

Louie-pyon also surprised me when he bought me a gorgeous, orange halter dress from Penshoppe, a black long-sleeved blouse in Ensembles, and a black body-fit shirt from Freeway. You don't wanna know how much all that cost together. He's such a sweet guy.

Yay, it's about time I change my wardrobe. ^_^; Just last week, from my jewelry earnings, I acquired a few more tops:

A sexy, fishnet black victorian tube from YRYS.

A lovely off-shoulder red top with ruffles. It's as hot as it looks from Details.



A pastel purple halter top from Details. It feels great against the skin.
DETAILS is a recommended store by Pink Magazine. Their print ads are displayed inside their store, that's how I knew. Hey, I may not be an avid reader of teen magazines because some of their cheesy articles, but I have to give them credit for being up-to-date with the latest fads & the occasional community-related articles, like featuring stories of shelter dogs for PAWS.

Anyway, I also bought a bunch of stuff for my room, which I'm in the process of fixing and redecorating, from Japan Home in Trinoma.

NEWSFLASH!

Freeway, Mango, and Details are having a sale at SM North Edsa The Block and Trinoma! The ones I got from details were all on sale. ^_~