IFEX 2011 (Day 1 and 2), Killer Heels, and Everything Else

As I type this entry, it is May 13th (Friday). Day 2 of IFEX has ended. One more day to go and I’m done! I say this with pure honesty, I fucking hate wearing heels. I don’t hate heels in general, but if we talk about wearing heels for 11 hours straight —kill me instead.

Day 1 of 3: IFEX 2011Snapshot before changing into my uniform.Brown is totally not my color.

Now listening to: Trip to Your Heart by Britney Spears

I woke up at 6:00AM sharp, took a quick shower, did my hair (hair of the day: worn down wavy), did my makeup, and headed out to pick up co-workers by 7:30AM. What I forgot to bring: my handkerchief—of all the things I could forget. Arrived at the SMX quite early. Booth was still being set up. I was wearing [4-inches] heeled open toe boots—and two layers of gel soles inside. I was pretty confident my feet would hold up till nighttime. But let me tell you this, I freaking wasted PHP 347.00 on those gel soles. THEY ARE ABSOLUTELY FUCKING WORTHLESS. If they truly function like all those things they say on the back of the product wrapper, then why couldn’t I feel my feet at the end of the day? It was literally torture. To walk around, still smile at the customers even though inside you’re crying for your feet.

I consumed 2,635mg of calcium during Day 1. There was this Anlene booth giving away Anlene Concentrate tetra packs (I LOVE THOSE!!!) I sipped on them all daaaay long. Plus, the dude who was manning the booth was freaking h-o-t. Not that hot, but he looked pretty awesome. Fit. Well, considering Anlene is a brand for women, it was quite unsurprising that they had a handsome model to entertain customers. Anlene is not at all cheap  compared to regular milk for women, but we were able to get 4 packs (in 1 box) each, courtesy of the hot dude I mentioned earlier.

Free tastes everywhere! Had servings of that yummy pancit malabon (or whatever that was), polvoron, BFMC’s bagoong and green mango, pancit canton, that yummy and healthy Spirulina shake, some awesome tasting Instant Rice, Hero’s hot dog, Lily’s chocolate peanut butter on pastriesssss..mmm mmm mmm! We’re not counting calories, okay? Don’t.ruin.it. But c’mon, I did not eat like a pig. I ate like a normal person—for once.

Attending to the customers was pretty cool, just like last year’s IFEX. Photo ops, small chitchats…you know the drill. Most of the time, my silence and smiling means “Go away, I don’t wanna talk to you anymore.” I wish I could’ve pulled off a few Jenna faces on some of the customers, but I didn’t dare—else get my ass fired. We didn’t have much you-know-what’s during Day 1. Everyone was pretty respectful, some were straightforward, but still manageable. When you work this job, you just have to get through the day. Just freaking smile and hang in there!!! Especially regarding the heels. Hang.in.there.bitch. Pay day is two days away…

For lunch, we walked to the Mall of Asia and ate @ Karate Kid. I had Toridon which had freaking evil rice…but I ate it anyway. Who cares?! (Inner me: I do, bitch!)

After lunch was again, work work work. My feet were already dead by that time. And I knew that I’ll be burying them that night.

When 7PM struck, we finally packed up and went home. On the way home, I just dozed off in the car. When I got home, I had dinner (oatmeal, fish, chicken, potatoes) and went to bed to relax. Did I miss anything? OF COURSE I DID! I didn’t workout. I am so disappointed at myself. I just had to skip working out since my legs were about to break off! WHO, in their right mind, would still workout with murdered feet? My mind was telling me, okay you have to workout, eat, and then go to sleep. You can do it, you can do it. But my body was, c’mon bitch, eat and just go to sleep. I can’t fucking function anymore. I’m gonna shut down on you, really. FOR ONCE, I HAD TO LISTEN TO MY BODY. I cannot risk it. So I fell asleep on the bed—and luckily woke up at 2AM! I was thinking, oh my goodness what time is it? I haven’t charged my camera battery yet so I got out from bed, charged the freaking thing, and went back to sleep.

BTW, internet connection still fucked up, so I wasn’t able to go online. No tweets, no updates, no chatting, no checking the email, no anything. All I wanted was to sleep and somehow alleviate the numbness and pain that I was feeling on my legs and feet.

Craziest lines I heard today:

“Buy one take you?”

Day 2 of 3: IFEX

May 13, 2011 (Friday the 13th) Checked my planner and I see that it’s Kathy’s birthday!!! I miss you Kathy! Happy happy birthday! It sucks that I can’t talk to you, nor text you. Since the net’s fucked up and my phone was stolen (as you know) and I don’t have your freaking number. :( Love you Kathy!

Woke up at 7:00AM—to my horror. That gave me 1 hour and 30 minutes to prepare. Skipped breakfast. Went to shower. Took a long time to dress up. Took a long time to finish with my makeup. Didn’t do my hair at all, I just wore it down—looking so lifeless and flat (blech) and headed out the door by 8:45AM. Late, I know! Call time’s at 9AM, but whatever—we got there on time. I wore wedge boots today and one layer of that useless gel soles. Yeah, they were still useless today. My feet were already hurting after 4 hours or so. I think it’s the standing for 11 hours, really.

What sucked today was walking around and around, offering your products to people, and them talking to you for a good 10 minutes making it seem like they’ll be buying, but in the end, find out that all they wanted was to see you up close. I really have to sharpen my marketing skills.

Had Hero Hot Dog on Rice for lunch—PHP 35.00 and was totally not worth it. Yes, I ate rice because there weren’t any oatmeal around—cooked, that is.

Pretty cool day today. Worked my ass off with the sampling. Believe me.

Time went by pretty slowly… Still the same people, with new ones. The press and media were also present! Huge booms and video cameras rolled by. I heard they’re going to air the event in Unang Hirit for GMA. If you see me, it’s just either I’m busy with the samples, or I’m looking like I’m standing in PAIN.

Craziest lines I’ve heard today:

“Miss, para kang diwatang galing sa langit!” (with Nikki telling me “May diwata ba sa langit?”)

“Kamusta ka naman diyan sa taas, Miss? Tangkad mo kasi eh!”

Le sigh. Boys will be boys. ALWAYS WILL BE.

About 15 minutes before closing time, I had to sell Chef Avenue’s bread—all for buy 1 take 1. Pretty low prices, and I was able to sell them all! Of course with the help of a little persuasion. Felt amazing to sell out. Too bad it’s for Chef Avenue, not for BFMC.

Free tastes today: Lily’s chocolate peanut butter spread, 2,108mg of calcium from 4 packs of Anlene (YUMMM—no hot model anymore, their model today looked pretty average) lots of green mangoes with bagoong, singkamas with bagoong, Papa Boy’s Pancit Canton, etc… More mmmmmmm…but yeah I did not eat like a pig, like I said.

Today I realized how much I love BFMC’s SWEET BAGOONG. I don’t normally eat bagoong, but I never realized it tasted soooo good!

Sir Alvin, Sir Vonn, Kuya Felix and the other cool guys from BFMC always made the day more happy and exciting!

Got home at around 8:30, skipped working out again—totally understandable, still no internet tonight. It’s 11:32PM as of the moment. I’ll be sleeping in 5 minutes. Still no word from Globe, and I fucking need a phone as soon as the week starts next week. Tomorrow will be the last day of IFEX and I’m sure about one thing—I’ll be wearing Chucks. No kidding, bitch.

On Sunday, I’ll be at the PFW with my sisters and friends. Can’t wait to check the L’Oreal lounge up there! The IFEX and PFW is held at the same venue, different floors.

I’m hoping to be fully back online by Sunday.

I miss talking to Booben! I miss my blog. I hate offline blogging—although it makes everything more easier and seem more live, per se, since my mind is still fresh from everything that has happened and I am able to blog about it right away, although only as a draft.

Faulkner’s Lullaby playing on my list…guess that’s my cue to sleep now.

I’ll be up by 4AM, I have to curl my hair again. Here’s to Day 3 of IFEX!

Arrivederci!

Gelato and Waffles, Booben, Player HateHer, Nutella

May 11, 2011 The Afternoon in the Cafe

I was ready to head out by 9:10AM but I went back to lie down on the bed since my sister was still sleeping so I continued watching Julie and Julia on Blue Ray. True enough, I fell fast asleep after a few minutes—felt kind of sleepy, you know. Woke up at 11:30AM, just in time for me and my sister to head to the mall.

First thing I did was buy the gel soles. Spent PHP 374.50 all in all—it’s an allowable purchase anyway. I’m going to need it tomorrow till Saturday. After that quick stop @ Watsons, I headed to Caffe Ti Amo to start all my work online.

I published four entries one after the other for my personal blog, put up one review in my YouTube channel, and blogged about two reviews in my beauty blog; I was also able to publish the entry for AllAunthenticItems in our online store. I could’ve done more, but the connection seems to have gone haywire—and YouTube went whacko. Audio and video wasn’t matching in my second review upload. It was 100% and already viewable, but I just had to delete since who the fuck would want to watch a video that seems to be kind of a pirated DVD from Quiapo?

It was lovely being able to chat with April, and Joanne—you know the usual updating. I’m soooo excited for April’s arrival this July. Soooo excited. Pearl (of Dollface Cosmetics) and I have also already set up a date for dinner when she comes to Manila; Ralph will be there, as well—so that’s another thing to look forward to! Booben was also online—well thank goodness he was. I always get a good laugh because of him. Was telling him about this dude sitting on the table across mine, how he looked hot on the side, but not up front and how he looks gay and whatever. Hahaha. You should’ve seen Booben roll his eyes. This guy is totally funny. Actually, the first thing he told me when we chatted was, “I was reading your blog…=p” Hahaha! Well, it’s cool to have readers—like people are actually interested in my personal life. He said he’d actually read this blog instead of my beauty blog. Well of course, he’s a guy with 0% interest in makeup. Just airplanes. We’d hopefully be meeting, too this year! I’m actually scheduled to meet a lot of people this year. Angie is coming to town in June—and I am sooooo excited to see her. I won’t make any formal introduction on who these people I’m talking about are because they deserve a full entry, you know? An entry just for them alone.

What I had in Caffe Ti Amo: Caramelized Fig and Yogurt Flavored Yogurt- “caramelized fig” sounded totally weird to me, but this totally tasted so freaking yummy. Four Cheese Savory Waffle- imagine, a waffle for one, filled with cheese. Mmmm….mm! That’s butter on the side.I stayed in Caffe Ti Amo for 4 freaking hours, and I had to order another waffle just to extend my stay a little longer…so I ordered another Four Cheese Savory Waffle. Pfoe* like Booben says it, never really understood what it meant but I’m pretty sure it’s something like “Hoo boy!” or something.

Had to walk out of the café to walk around, Booben came along; and the second review was still uploading so I couldn’t close the lid of the laptop. But the internet got cut when I got in the supermarket, so I went to McDonald’s to have a freaking burger just to resume everything.

Well Youtube stopped working alright, and I was there eating a burger in front of my laptop. That was the first time I ever felt so conscious eating a burger. Ruub even told me how slow I was at eating it. I bet he can eat it all in 5 seconds. Hahaha and I bet he’ll be reading this as well! Hi Ruub! You told me how you can handle being blogged about, so there you go.

Since it was almost 5:00PM, I wanted to go home. The mall was too packed to enjoy walking in… Too many nosy people, too. Yeah, nosy and noisy.

When I got home, I watched Glee and The Tyra Banks Show! Tyra had an interesting topic! It’s about friends hating on each other. There’s actually a book about it, and these women are called PLAYER HATEHERS. Get it? Hate-her’s. Hahah it was too enjoyable to watch. Made me remember about a few stuff.Are YOU a player hateher? Find out in here.

Took a nap again and I woke up at around 8PM.

Nutella on bread is the most evil thing in the world. I seriously think I have a bad case of indigestion…as I am writing this it is 9:23PM. My tummy is aching sooo sooo bad. Must be the gelato, the waffles, the burger…and Nutella on bread. Pfoe*! Hahahaha.

I am drinking hot milk right now. But the pain’s not going away…

I just checked my planner, and all my eating is explainable. I’m on my PMS week! This is why I frigging hate being a woman sometimes. Good thing I always workout every single day…makes it more forgivable for me to snack on junk—but not too much of course.

I’m not saying I’m fat, (and be flipped off by Ruub, again, for saying so) but somehow, when you’ve experienced being 170 pounds—somehow it never gets off of you, you know? I don’t know, maybe it’s just the way it is. I’ve shed all the excess weight already, but I still feel fat. It’s a feeling!

So… I have to go workout now. Almost 9:30PM. And work starts tomorrow! I’ll be doing my hair tonight ‘coz there is absolutely no way I’ll be able to finish doing it tomorrow morning. It has to be done tonight.

I hope I meet wonderful people tomorrow at the first day of the IFEX. And I’m praying my feet holds up.

Arrivederci!