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Rikiflo gets married! Sorry guys, your DJ girl next door crush is already off the market.
planning: Chinkie Uy
photography: Pat Dy
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An 18th birthday film for dear Pia.
Hashtag: Click play and repeat.
Written and directed by yours truly.
Styling by RabbitHole Creatives
Makeup by Madge Landrito Lejano
Hair by Brian Borda
Artwork: Katsy Garcia
May you find the courage and strength to stand for your love amidst all trials and adversities. – Ann
“This is a country which makes it difficult to love the way they do.” The pastor prefaced the ceremony with these words.
But it wasn’t difficult last week, not when Rica and Ann wed. It was easy for them that moment. After years of always trying to be a better partner. After years of making the correct life choices. After risking love and accepting its vulnerabilities.
It wasn’t difficult for the forty or so friends and family members around them, celebrating and supporting.
That moment, love reigned supreme.
And in Ann’s words –
What would you sacrifice for love? A question asked. A question answered, “My gender.”
We were young, afraid and uncertain. We weren’t ready for the world, we weren’t ready to declare our love. Away from the crowd, we held on to our feelings and hope that one day we don’t live within the shadows.
Months passed and distance separated us. It did so for 9 years. In the course of our 13 years together as partners, time, space, age, and distance didn’t matter. Whether she moved back to Manila or I move to Sydney with her, we thought, “It matters not where. Only with whom.”
Then, Ann asked another question, “Am I the one?” How can I answer it when there was just too many areas we needed to grow and improve on. Somewhere in Boracay I replied, “I need time.” How forlorn Ann looked after that.
Life went on and we returned to our daily routine. We remained lovers and at the same time friends. We grew in our own way, striving to be a better person, a better partner.
Years passed and there we were in Punta Bunga, surrounding ourselves with love, with family and friends who have seen us at our worst and our best. Loved ones who encouraged us to be stronger and cling to each other more at times of difficulty.
There were times we sacrificed so much to keep the love alive, but little did we know that in the end, we didn’t have to sacrifice gender, because between love and gender, love reigns supreme.
May you find the courage and strength to stand for your love amidst all trials and adversities.
Everybody hates traffic. Everybody curses at traffic. Nobody likes it.
But today it put a smile on my face.
I was at my 43rd minute along Edsa starting from Magallanes. It was almost 8 and I was dying to get home to catch dinner with the family. I was getting impatient and hungry.
After getting out of the Ayala tunnel and just before hitting the Gil Puyat flyover I decided to wave to a vendor and buy junk food.
I asked how much the Kropeck was. He had three bags in his hand and I had twenty pesos in mine. He said ten pesos each so I said I’ll get two.
He gave me two packs, then without hesitation gave me the third.
“Eto sir, pamasko ko na sa inyo.”
He broke into a big warm smile and I let out a big one too.
I pointed to his empty big plastic bag, sign of a good night’s sale – “Salamat! uwi na! Pahinga na!”
The elderly man said – “Yes sir!” Ubos na, ButI na lang traffic.”
I rolled up my window, started munching on my Kropeck. Still with a smile on my face.
I had to dig up this picture to preface my blogpost about Nikki’s wedding. This pic was taken on the day Iya and Drew got married, January of 2014. I got so kilig when we took the selfie. Shaina and Nikki had nothing but great words for the video we created and were half joking about booking me and my team when their time come. Nikki was “kinda” single then.
Only, Nikki wasn’t joking.
Fast forward to almost exactly a year later – January of 2015 , she gets engaged.
I don’ treat these kinds of messages lightly. These are not feathers to be put on a cap. But rather, motivation to do better, to make sure we are worth more than we are paid, that we exceed expectations, that we surpass the hype. It’s a delicious moment. But frightening as well. Of course, we never back down.
In earlier posts in social media, I touched upon the songwriting process with Johnoy Danao. I actually asked Johnoy a year earlier to write music for Bianca Gonzales’ wedding. But it never came into fruition. The harmonies of Ransom Collective proved more suitable for the island vibe of her wedding to JC. I suppose it wasn’t the “Right Time” yet. Yes, pun intended.
So we finally got around to doing this collaboration when I emailed Johnoy again around August. I described the love story, and I described the feel. But my musical talents are severely lacking so it was all JD from there. I got the lyrics around September 18 and an acoustic demo on September 21(!). That’s some prolific genius right there.
We met just one more time to discuss the arrangement. I only had a few suggestions but we had full trust with our arranger Ronald.
I had the music shortly thereafter, it was glorious and it was perfect. I couldn’t tell anyone because I wanted it to be a surprise. Doubly tough because restraint is not one of my finer qualities.
So I had the song. The next thing necessary of course was the footage.
It was a gamble of course. What if the the footage didn’t match the music? It was a risk I was willing to take.
The payoff was huge. The things I look most for a wedding – the authenticity of emotions, the truth in the moment, the beauty in the fleeting, the intricacy of the relationships – these were all present. These were all I needed. And mind you, these are the things I look for in all weddings we shoot.
And so we end up with a feel good film. But not the kind you forget a few hours after. It’s the kind of story which touches the soul, that begs you to press play again, the kind which gives hope and makes you pause to re-assess your own state, “I’m not in a rush, I can wait.”
Thank you Nikki and BJ for sharing your story with us.
I do not love you as if you were salt-rose, or topaz,
or the arrow of carnations the fire shoots off.
I love you as certain dark things are to be loved,
in secret, between the shadow and the soul.
I love you as the plant that never blooms
but carries in itself the light of hidden flowers;
thanks to your love a certain solid fragrance,
risen from the earth, lives darkly in my body.
I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where.
I love you straightforwardly, without complexities or pride;
so I love you because I know no other way
than this: where I does not exist, nor you,
so close that your hand on my chest is my hand,
so close that your eyes close as I fall asleep.
Have you ever written something where you actually took longer to get yourself ready writing than the actual writing itself? You twirl your pen, webcrastinate, get more coffee, or just stare blankly at the screen. But the words don’t flow.
This is one of those instances.
Last May, I wrote about Rodney and Sarah’s wedding in San Antonio. I was re-reading it recently and realised how I failed to give proper context in words to the events surrounding the wedding. Maybe it was a conscious desire to remain ambiguous.
This time around, I cleared it with Sarah and asked if I could tell all. She said yes.
Sarah was in remission during her wedding. It was a great and hopeful time for all. The wedding was beautiful and things were looking up.
I follow them closely on social media and liked their pictures no end while on holiday in the United Kingdom.
This is the part where Hollywood movies end. The guy and girl get together and get married. They live a beautiful life. The credits roll, then the music plays and they live happily ever after. But this isn’t Hollywood. This isn’t even just a stupid wedding video where the petals flutter ever so slowly at the last shot. All warm, fuzzy and happy. It isn’t. It’s real life.
A month ago I received an sms from Sarah asking me nicely if I could edit their final video “na masaya”. Too many tears were shed in the wedding so she wanted to recall the event in a much lighter, happier tone.
She also wished she’d still be around to watch it. She was sick again and unsure if she’s be able to finish the treatments.
When you get messages like those. Everything stops.
She could have asked Rodney. Or a friend, or her parents. But instead she told me herself. That’s something to me.
We expedited the editing and delivered the videos in time. But it’s really not the videos I want to go into, it was the conversations we had throughout the entire process.
First of all, if you have a friend who has a life threatening illness and you don’t. You just don’t know what to say. I feel stupid sometimes and awkward most of the time.
Words are sometimes empty. I told her that it’s alright and no matter how brief our time here in this world, what’s important is that she’s touched so many people’s lives.
She counters – “I don’t want to touch people’s lives, I just want to normal and healthy.”
And I am endeared to her even more with her spunk and fight.
I remain quiet for a minute in the convo. And become honest in the exchange. No sugar coating for the first time.
“Well, andyan na yan, ano pa magagawa natin? Make the most out of it na lang.”
To which we agree on the quote – “We cannot change the cards we are dealt. Just how we play the hand.”
I cant say I'm an enthusiast, much less an aficionado. But I've picked up a few pieces here and there the last five years or so. It's interesting that during this heyday of my mechanical watch love fest, I'm able to try on this smart watch from Huawei. Things that get ticked off: 1. I don't look like Dick Tracy. 2. It looks like an actual watch. 3. I'm kept off my phone, grabbing it only when an important notification pops up. 4. Pairs with my iPhone. This is now competing for wrist time with the Shinola. #stylemeetstechView Photo on Instagram
Since three fourths of the country still has that hangover from the Ms. Universe pageant. Thank you Pia, no thanks to you Steve, let me introduce to you a bride with many titles - CPA, lawyer and yes - Binibining Pilipinas contestant. But like she said, all of those titles mean little compared to being called - Mrs. Fajardo. And there's your "awww" moment right there. Watch the SDE now.
In case you didn't know yet, the SDE song for Vic and Pauleen's wedding was written by Reese Lansangan and arranged by Allen Dave Articulo and Choi Padilla. Much props!
Kim and JV. There was something very special about the wedding of Kim and JV. Kim chose to hand write each of the thank you notes she was going to give out to all 150 of her guests. It was time consuming, a bit of a stressor and really something she was occupied with the whole morning. But it was a beautiful gesture and a meaningful one. And so we framed the film within these brief messages of gratitude. And also within the very powerful vows they exchanged. Thanks for taking time to watch Kim and JV's SDE.
Commercial muna mga kids. 🤘🏼 #keeponmoving
Vic and Pauleen. Home: Words and Music by the very talented Reese Lansangan. reeselansangan.com Arranged by Allen Dave Articulo and Choi Padilla ___ It was 2008. I met Pauleen for the first time, attending the wedding of Ruby's brother in Boracay. She was a stunner back then as she is today, albeit more quietly confident now. After the SDE, she said - "I'm single, I'm with no one right now, but when it's time, I'd love for you to film my wedding." "Gladly!" I said. And a pact was made. Late last year Vic finally proposed, and truth be told, I was hesitant to reach out first. I hated to intrude and "make papel." But this girl, she made good on her promise, just a couple of days after a message popped in my inbox. "Gladly!" Happy beyond words that finally, both of them are "home".
Joyce and Carl: Rockstars. Have you ever heard of musicians performing on stage who say they always feed off the energy of the audience. The more the audience gives off this so-called "energy", the performers get more pumped and hyped. It's not unlike wedding videography. The more I see raw emotions displayed, the more we look out for them, anticipating every bit, capturing all the essential frames. Nothing is manufactured. Everything is real. I feed off this emotion. And I get better at it as the day progresses. From filming to editing. I'm pumped. And hyped. So imagine how infectious the energy coming out of Joyce and Carl on their wedding day was. It was pure and raw. Unadulterated happiness. It translated into film very well. And it was an awesome sight to behold.
Hazel and Marvin. I have a blogpost forming at the back of my mind somewhere brewing to go with this same day edit. But I have too much to say and too cluttered of a mind right now. I'll let the video speak for itself in the meantime.
An 18th birthday film for dear Pia. Hashtag: Click play and repeat. Written and directed by yours truly. Styling by RabbitHole Creatives Makeup by Madge Landrito Lejano Hair by Brian Borda Artwork: Katsy Garcia
How are you guys doing? Slow Sunday for me.
Denise and Francis. I choose you in a hundred lifetimes. In a hundred worlds. In any version of reality I'd find you, and I'd choose you. __ Life decisions are not hard when you are complete in your trust, whole in your love. Ang sarap maging sure.
Koko and Pipo were visibly nervous during the wedding. And that's OK, not everybody can full on act normal in front of a hundred people looking at you like you're on stage. It's ok to stall and stutter a bit, it's real and honest. And that's what we're all about. We aim to keep it REAL and HONEST. The key is to look for meaning in visible non-verbal cues. And to be able to film then in a split second's notice. No second takes. The anxious tapping of fingers, a fleeting smile, a nervous laugh, we are there.
I loved what Mela wrote on her wall about the Same Day Edit. "Our sincerest gratitude to the amazing Jason Magbanua who has the gift to know and feel what exactly we want to capture (without us telling him)." You see people rarely need to tell us directly. I listen and watch out and anticipate and plan and piece together the happenings on a wedding day. Experience and a genuine desire to deliver the best to our couples allow us to "read between the lines" and understand our couples better.
May you find the courage and strength to stand for your love amidst all trials and adversities. - Ann ___ “This is a country which makes it difficult to love the way they do.” The pastor prefaced the ceremony with these words. But it wasn’t difficult last week, not when Rica and Ann wed. It was easy for them that moment. After years of always trying to be a better partner. After years of making the correct life choices. After risking love and accepting its vulnerabilities. It wasn’t difficult for the forty or so friends and family members around them, celebrating and supporting. That moment, love reigned supreme. And in Ann’s words - What would you sacrifice for love? A question asked. A question answered, "My gender." We were young, afraid and uncertain. We weren't ready for the world, we weren't ready to declare our love. Away from the crowd, we held on to our feelings and hope that one day we don't live within the shadows. Months passed and distance separated us. It did so for 9 years. In the course of our 13 years together as partners, time, space, age, and distance didn't matter. Whether she moved back to Manila or I move to Sydney with her, we thought, "It matters not where. Only with whom." Then, Ann asked another question, "Am I the one?" How can I answer it when there was just too many areas we needed to grow and improve on. Somewhere in Boracay I replied, "I need time." How forlorn Ann looked after that. Life went on and we returned to our daily routine. We remained lovers and at the same time friends. We grew in our own way, striving to be a better person, a better partner. Years passed and there we were in Punta Bunga, surrounding ourselves with love, with family and friends who have seen us at our worst and our best. Loved ones who encouraged us to be stronger and cling to each other more at times of difficulty. There were times we sacrificed so much to keep the love alive, but little did we know that in the end, we didn't have to sacrifice gender, because between love and gender, love reigns supreme. May you find the courage and strength to stand for your love amidst all trials and adversities.
Being wealthy > looking wealthy.
Saw a guy in a muscle shirt taking a flatlay of his coffee & copy of Pride and Prejudice.(Before sipping of course) I lold but didn't judge.
Third quarter bro. I'll come back later. *crosses fingers
Wag mong lagyan ng "licious" ang dulo ng twitter name mo if you're not.