Do you remember how, in the 1970s, Everybody just had to have a Water Bed???!!!
*LOLSZ!!!*
Retail Therapy
January 25, 2008 at 5:40 pm (Angst, Domestic Travels, Foreign Travels, Humor, Random memories, The Cebuanos, The Davaoenos, The Global Crowd, The Ilonggos, The Laguna Tagalogs, The Manilenos, The Negrenses, The Pampanguenos, The Tayabenses / Quezonians, Tristesse)
“When the Going gets Tough, The Tough go Shopping.”
I have the privilege of knowing some really world-class shopaholics, and they are an amazing breed…!!!
Putting aside the bottomless resources of these people, I have observed that megashopping, however pleasurable, is still a labor-intensive activity…
Unseen Taipan. “Shopping” on the KKR / Kravis and Blackstone / Schwarzman level [ in their heyday ]. Juan de la Cruz buys clothes and shoes, He buys conglomerates and companies. Liquidity is never a problem. The most recent purchase was a large corporation based in China. He is private and low-key to the extreme. For all the money in the world [ and perhaps to deflect the kidnapers ], the family piles into one simple vehicle wherever they go in the city.
Oriental Publisher. A truly rich man, he bought a major hotel, had it completely renovated from top to bottom, but keeps it closed, reserving its use solely for his private functions. The unknown darling of the “Lladro” Porcelain Company. He does not buy single figures, or even groups of figures. He buys, quite literally, whole towns of “Lladro” figures. His Collection numbers in the thousands. But once in a while, he finds the pale colors of the porcelain quite restrained for his tastes, and has them sprayed with gold.
Emperor Kangxi. Shopping on a sublime level with Olympian taste. His kind of shopping is for multimillion-peso Filipino masterpiece paintings, magnificent antique furniture, ecclesiastical and domestic gold and silver, antique ivory. In short, Everything Filipino, the best of the best, rare, and very expensive goes to Him.
Formidable Mother. I have written so much about her that Everyone knows for certain that She is a certified megashopper. The very best stores in New York, London, and Paris, and even Hong Kong and Manila, are her playgrounds. To say She has dozens of Everything is an understatement. All sorts of precious objects, name it She has it, in multiples. As She herself said, with a puff from her solid gold tar guard: “The only things I haven’t shopped for are Men, but I think I should start sometime, don’t you think???” *LOLSZ!!!*
Sleeping Beauty. Sleeping Beauty is No Great Beauty but She was born rich, married rich, divorced rich, remarried rich, and will in all probability die rich. Excellent Dress Sense. The most beautiful dresses [ needless to say the most expensive ] and the most beautiful shoes [ also the most expensive ] I have ever seen on a Filipina in Manila, barring Madame Imelda Romualdez-Marcos in her heyday, of course.
La Donna e Mobile. Like Sleeping Beauty, She was born rich, married rich, separated rich, and shacked up richrichrich. Dress Sense straight from the magazine ads. Looks like a walking “Chanel” magazine ad, actually. Or “Dolce & Gabbana.” Has every single thing to make one look fantastic: All the best and the most deathly expensive clothes, shoes, and bags. Frankly, A Looker.
Grand Don. He has to acquire something everyday or He will get sick. His recently-built “Little House” in the legendary family spread sprawls over 1,000 square meters but it is still not enough to contain his myriad collections of paintings, sculpture, furniture, ecclesiastical art, silver, porcelain, crystal, and high kitsch.
Talleyrand. Born to Big Money, the scholarly and erudite gentleman grew up — to quote the diplomat Valentine Lawford about Baroness Pauline de Rothschild in the Library of the Chateau Mouton — ”combining luxury with learning.” From books, he branched out to objects of historical significance, and from there to rariora that exemplifies the best of everything in the History of the Philippines.
La Duquesa. Like Grand Don, She also has to buy something everyday or She will get sick. Heaven have mercy on you if She takes a fancy on something you have, because She will summon Hell to get it!!! Has the incredible gift of Serendipity: What She wants appears out of the blue and She is able to buy, acquire, or simply grab it for herself.
Tita Fabulous.
NY Doctora. “A Diamond a Day keeps Boredom Away” is her motto. She is a constant presence in the jewelry stores of Manila and the jewelry salesmen are a constant presence in her home. Has “ballroom dancing” soirees in her posh apartment so she can wear her big diamonds without fear of them falling and getting lost. Takes her lucky dance instructors — the handsome, straight ones — on luxury Mediterranean, Aegean, and Caribbean cruises. But no affairs — the widow is in love only with her jewelry, Euro placements, and Manhattan properties.
Gobernadora. She likes Everything and will buy Everything.
Ms. Lean and Mean.
Old Guard Banker. Belonging to a venerable Spanish mestizo family whose vast fortune [ and arts and antiques collection ] underwent the vicissitudes of time. He buys the most beautiful and expensive Filipino colonial antiques and artifacts in an admirable effort to replace his family’s lost legacies. It is through him that the cycle of wealth has returned to the family.
Violetta Valery. Unlike the original “La Traviata” story, this Violetta Valery’s Alfredo Germont has provided handsomely for her. But how long will it last???
The Cult of Grandeur
January 21, 2008 at 8:49 pm (Architecture, Design and Decoration, Filipino Art, Manila Houses, Random memories)
We live in The Casual Era. Some people call it The Era of the Flip-Flop. Most Everybody looks terrible. I, for one, will certainly not bother to distinguish the expensive “Hermes” flip-flop from the popular “Havaianas” and the affordable ”Beach Walks” worn by the mammoth crowds in the malls. Rubber slippers are rubber slippers and I say the hell with it.
Girls are invariably dressed in half-yard, make it 1/4 yard, wonders. That’s if they’re not wearing little more than Band-Aids. They should just walk around nude and get an even tan. Boys are invariably in made-for-anorexics T – shirts with Satanic designs and jeans that look as they were used for machinery wipes and target practice.
Why even dress up these days???
Even contemporary houses are casual. Obsessively so. The Current Linearity calls for One Great Room where “one can do everything.” Perhaps have sex even. Antecedents found in the “California Room” of the 1950s [ FYI, it's now fashionably pronounced "Kollifohnia" because of The Governator ]. Contemporary furniture looks like one variant of the bean bag to another. At least in the 1970s, Everything was Shamelessly Synthetic. These days there are all these blasted pretenses to being “Organic.” I don’t care if it cost ten million friggin’ bucks and is advertised in “Wallpaper” magazine, it looks like the furniture in my doctor’s waiting lounge.
Why even put up house these days???
But a long time ago, there were really reasons to dress up and to put up house. In those days, The Rich really looked rich, and Everyone Else looked, well, decent. Houses were elegant, with well-defined areas for living. One didn’t live in just one room; in fact, there were areas in a house one didn’t see everyday. There were sensible numbers of staff, without which entertaining in high style was impossible. The gentlemen worked and the ladies kept house. Yet, despite all the business concerns, One was subjected to a rigamarole of luncheons, teas, cocktails, dinners, and dances. Everybody was entertaining when they were not being entertained themselves. Even traveling abroad was elegant, Everyone was well-dressed, well-mannered, and well-heeled. It was a different time and certainly a better one. There was Elegance, and yes, even Grandeur, in Daily Life.
What’s Love got to do with it?
January 18, 2008 at 3:29 pm (Angst, Family Traditions, Foreign Travels, Humor, Random memories, The Global Crowd, The Manilenos, The Pampanguenos, Tristesse)
Decorating in the Marcos Era
January 10, 2008 at 1:19 pm (Design and Decoration, Filipino Art, Manila Houses, The Global Crowd, The Manilenos)
A very expensive senior decorator remembers…
“It’s all quiet now in that mansard-roofed French Provincial manse at one turn of Cambridge Circle in posh North Forbes Park, but back in those halcyon days when…”
“In those days, the mid-1970s, when One was Rich, One was Really Rich!!! We went around the world shopping on The Magnate’s private Lear jet. And there was a 747 that trailed us everywhere to load the purchases!!!”
“The Magnate actually had Simple Taste: He only liked expensive, very expensive, and terribly expensive things!!! If it wasn’t expensive, it didn’t appeal to him. There was also No Budget. So that was our peg for the whole project. A very easy peg to work with in any case!!!”
“We purchased The Art over several years shuttling between New York, London, and Paris. The magnificent Picasso was purchased from a top dealer in Paris; its purchase necessitated a hefty withdrawal from one of The Magnate’s Swiss bank accounts.”
“The Couple had decided that they wanted three immense chandeliers for their reception hall. Three chandeliers of Bohemian crystal just like those in Malacanang’s Ceremonial Hall. So off to Vienna in Austria we went. We ordered three “Marie-Theresa” type chandeliers with crystal prisms 12″ inches long and 10″ inches wide each costing USD $ 300,000.00/xx, USD $ 900,000.00/xx for the three. When they were ready, the 747 was dispatched to bring them back to Manila.”
“Of course, we bought many more chandeliers from Baccarat and Murano for the smaller rooms…”
“We bought all the antique rugs for the house in London. Some 48 of them. Several were very important pre-1875 Persian rugs. Others were 18th century Axminsters. And still others were late 18th century and early 19th century Aubusson rugs from France.”
“Many ladies swooned over the extraordinary curtains of silk damask and lace. They didn’t even know that we had actually ordered the fabulous silks from Lyons in France. And that we had gone to Saint Gallen in Switzerland for the exquisite laces.”
“The Magnate had long admired ivory and mineral carvings in the residences of his elegant Chinese friends. He wanted a collection of his own. But he was very specific about wanting several, big, impressive pieces. He did not want small ones, no matter how rare or exquisite. So we went to the major Hong Kong dealers. They were able to produce the impressive pieces that he wanted and he bought them all without any hesitation. They were displayed in vitrine after vitrine in their reception hall and in the other areas of the house.”
WOWWOWWOW!!! All of That three decades before Henry Kravis, Stephen Schwarzman, and the Russian, Chinese, and Indian billionaires!!!
And they were only a vassal and a lady-in-waiting to President Ferdinand Marcos and the First Lady Imelda Romualdez-Marcos…
Those were the days.
However, the day came when there was a reprise — milder this time — of the vengeance of Louis XIV on his Finance Minister Nicholas Fouquet, when he dared to outdo him with his Chateau de Vaux-le-Vicomte [ southeast of Paris at Maincy, in the Seine-et-Marne ]…
Bewigged, Bothered, and Bewildered
January 10, 2008 at 1:15 pm (Humor, Pampanga Cuisine, Random memories, The Global Crowd, The Manilenos, The Pampanguenos)
Octogenarian Premiere Jeweler, in one of her diabetic mood swings, complained to her fiftysomething Mordant Nephew that She was losing her hair…
It was about time anyway, Mordant Nephew thought naughtily. It was probably caused by all those fat-laden “Ensaimadas,” “Jamon Belota,” “Queso Manchego,” etc., etc., etc.. He himself was slightly ill with all the “Fabada,” ”Smithfield” Virginia Ham, and “Cabeza de Jabali” that were regular fare on his own table. After all, Premiere Jeweler and Mordant Nephew, like all Capampangans, liked to eat… very well!!!
At least, Mordant Nephew thought, it was a good excuse to finally have a bonnet studded with diamonds, big diamonds!!! Even Imelda Marcos didn’t have anything like that. At her late age, Premiere Jeweler could still look hip, as in “hiphop”!!!
“With all your money, Why don’t you have a wig made??? A couture wig???” Mordant Nephew suggested to his Aunt.
“I don’t want a wig!!! It’s itchy!!!” complained Premiere Jeweler.
“If you wear a wig, you could look like George Washington…” added Mordant Nephew sweetly.
“Hah???!!!” She wondered aloud. Why on earth should She want to look like “George Washington”???!!!
“Take note, I said George Washington. NOT Martha!!!” qualified Mordant Nephew.
“Puneta!!!” swore Premiere Jeweler.
Bwihihihi… 
“I wish I may, I wish I might…”
January 5, 2008 at 6:23 pm (Filipino Art, Humor, Random memories, The Global Crowd, The Manilenos)
There is a young painter in Manila, a contemporary surrealist if there ever is one, who is now the toast of town. Nudes, female and male, feature in all his paintings.
At a recent show of his, A Great Hostess bought a large painting of attractive female nudes in all positions.
She confided to a dear friend that that painting was “her.” Of course, it didn’t mean that She was the model. It was just how She saw herself, her Self-Image. She saw herself as those various sexy ladies in the painting.
Wow.
Wishful Thinking. She should buy a Fernando Botero sculpture instead.
Harharhar!!!
Holiday Nostalgia
January 2, 2008 at 6:56 pm (Angst, Family Traditions, Gonzalez de Sulipan, Pampanga Traditions, Random memories, Religious Traditions, The Manilenos, The Pampanguenos, Tristesse)
“I like The Past. It’s sweet and familiar. The Present is cold and foreign…”
Maria Fyodorovna played by Helen Hayes
“Anastasia” 1956
written by Anatole Litvak
I don’t live in The Past. But when The Past was so beautiful — but not necessarily more beautiful than the present — one cannot help but look back with great sentiment and longing. And no other time of the year brings up nostalgic longings more strongly than the Christmas Season.
Because Lola Charing wanted her youngest son Macarito — Brother Andrew Benjamin Gonzalez F.S.C., a La Salle Brother — present during the Christmas family gathering, She moved the traditional “Noche Buena” gathering of the family in the late 1950s from the midnight of 24 December to dinner on 25 December, Christmas Day itself. So while all Filipino families held their main Christmas “Noche Buena” celebration on the midnight of 24 December, we still proceeded with our main Christmas celebration on the evening of Christmas Day itself…
I knew it was already the first week of the Christmas Season because Lola Charing’s elegant dining room [ entirely furnished by Sr. Ortoll ] would be brimming with boxes of American-style fruit cakes, large “ensaimadas,” “tocino del cielo,” and other traditional Sulipeno / Pampango pastries, all made by the housekeeper and patissier-in-residence Natalia “Talia” Padilla [ whose lasting memory was having taught the Cojuangco-Murphy Sisters --- Aurora "Rory" Cojuangco-Lagdameo, Isabel Cojuangco-Suntay, and Mercedes "Ditas" Cojuangco-Teodoro --- how to make the traditional Arnedo "Sans Rival" right in Lola Charing's kitchen ]. In particular, I remember the generous assortments — one car full — that Lola Charing would send to her great friend Dona Charing Escudero all the way to the Villa Escudero in San Pablo, Laguna. That took place twice a year: before Dona Charing Escudero’s 25 November birthday and again before Christmas, around 08 December. Lola Charing Escudero was a kind lady who always gave generous somethings [ cash ] to the driver and to Benito the majordomo. And if we young Gonzalez grandchildren went along we received even bigger amounts from Lola Charing Escudero, enough to buy some toys at the department store!!!
I knew it was the afternoon of Christmas Day because the delicious scent of Roast Stuffed Turkey emanated from the oven in the main kitchen. I also sensed whiffs of newly-cooked “Tocino del Cielo”…
All-white, hand-embroidered linens had been draped generously on all the tables. On the round table were piles of silver platters and casseroles, stacks of PreWar European porcelain, and cascades of antique crystal stemware.
Lola Charing’s beloved sterling silver flatware monogrammed “RAG” [ Rosario Arnedo-Gonzalez ], with all its various interesting forks and knives for several dozen people, made its appearance on several trays on a corner table. According to Tita Naty [ Natividad Gonzalez; Mrs. Francisco David Palanca ], it had been one of Lolo Bosto’s last gifts to Lola Charing before his assassination in July 1939; she remembered her Mama Charing fleeing during The War carrying Little Macarito [ Brother Andrew ] with her right hand and carrying her unwieldy box of silver flatware with her left hand.
Also, Benito “Bito” the majordomo had given us samples of the “Egg Nog” for the evening. Sometimes the liquor content was strong enough to souse my younger brother Adolfo and sister Rosario to sleep in the living room. I would hyperventilate for a while because of my asthma.
From dear Ate Garing the cook, we kids also enjoyed sample servings of the evening’s cold Lobster Salad. Yummy…
On Christmas Day, Brother Andrew usually arrived from De La Salle University at around 2:00 p.m.. He would inquire about the food with Ate Garing the cook and look over the preparations with Benito the majordomo. Satisfied that everything was going well, he retired to his bedroom upstairs for a short nap and perhaps a swim, before he personally filled up the De La Salle Brothers Christmas cards that accompanied all his gifts to the family. At 5:00 p.m., he would look for Benito so the Christmas gifts could be brought down to the Christmas Tree in the living room. Like Lola Charing, Brother Andrew was traditional with his gift-giving: the ladies usually received French perfume/ eau de toilette and contemporary jewelry from Ramon Villegas’ shop; the gentlemen received French wines and Cuban cigars; the teenagers received the fashionable EDT eaux de toilette and some cash; little girls and boys received good books and some cash. Every member of the household staff received a gift and some cash. And all the household staff of the other family members that were present also received some cash.
In Lola Charing’s lifetime, there was always a Shower of Coins, in every party and more so during the Christmas Party. At a time when even just 25 centavos could buy you something at the convenience store, Lola Charing threw thousands of pesos in coins to the family, household staff, and guests as they shrieked and squealed with delight. Lola Charing’s Shower of Coins was always something we grandchildren looked forward to at every family gathering.
*unfinished*
