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Ang Zobel de Ayala sa Monaco

Filed under: Travelogue — GSM0d at 5:37 pm on Thursday, March 15, 2012

Si Patrisha Zobel de Ayala ay ang honorary Philippine consul to Monaco.

Anak siya nina Jaime Zobel de Ayala at Doña Bea Zobel. Kapatid niya ang chairman ng Ayala Corporation, Globe Telecom, Bank of the Philippine Islands at Integrated Microelectronics Inc. na si Jaime Augusto Zobel de Ayala (Jaza ang kinagigiliwang tawag sa kanya). Kapatid din niya ang guwapong si Fernando Zobel, na presidenteng Ayala Corporation, at sina Bea, Sofia, at Monica Zobel de Ayala.

Kung makapag-kuwento ako, parang close na close ako sa pamilya nila. Ang totoo niyan ay si Patsy (o, di ba, close kami!) ang talagang nakadaupang palad ko bagamat nakapag-show na ‘ko dati sa Ayala Corporation at IMI sa harap nina JAZA at Fernando.

Nakakatawa ang first meeting namin ni Patsy. Dinala kami ni Gabby Concepcion ng ABS-CBN para mag-show sa Monaco.

At dahil si Patsy ang consul ng Monaco, naghanda siya ng special dinner para sa amin (o, di ba, ang bonggang concept na pinaghahandaan kami ng dinner ng isangZobel de Ayala, no other).

Siyempre, na-excite ang kaluluwa ko, makaka-rubbing elbows ko ang isang blue blood!

Siyempre, first rule in Social Climbing 101: Wear your best dress in social climbing ocassions!

Huwag susuot ng Ukay dahil baka sabihin ng mayaman mong host, “Oh I have that same dress! I donated it to the Salvation army a couple of years back.” Di niya alam, that is exactly the same dress na nag-end-up sa Ukay ngPilipinas. Kaya no-no ang Ukay sa malalaking handaan.

Siyempre, great dresses need great shoes kaya wear naman ako ng four-inch Stella Luna shoes ko na pinabiliko pa sa asawa ko because I have no guts to buy a 16,000-peso pair of shoes. Hanggang 3 thousand lang ang budget ko, masama pa ang loob ko nun. Ganyan ka-kuripot si Giselle Sanchez.

Pagdating sa posh apartment ni Consul Patsy, sira ang elevator at ang handaan ay sa…6th floor?

Sa 6th floor nga!

Kailangan akyatin ko six flights of stairs with my four-inch heels! Putrisna elevator ito, ah! Bakit kailangan kang masira in my moment of social climbing? Kainis, di ba?

Upon reaching the 6th floor, I had to fold my exhausted tongue that reached the floor, puff an inhaler for my asthma and wipe my baskil (basang kili-kili— eeeew!) Sige nga, ikaw nga umakyat sa six floors nang walang elevator on a summer in France! Tignan ko nga kung di mababasa yung kili-kili mo.

Medyo hilo-hilo pa ako sa pag-akyat kaya di kami masyadong nagkaintindahan nung staff na pinagtanungan ko.

Nakita ko si Gabby Concepcion na nakikipa-picture sa isang Espanyola na naka-black Coco Chanel dress. Ang nag-pi-picture sa kanila ay isang matangkad na babae na naka-simple summer dress.

So siyempre, ginamit ko ang logic ko. At dahil isa akong asyumera, tinanong ko yung staff kung yung katabi ba ni Gabby na naka Chanel dress ay si Patsy Zobel de Ayala? Siyempre, di ba? Naka–Chanel, Espanyola, katabi ni Gabby!

Tumango naman na parang di naintindihan yung tanong ko at na-istar-istrack lang sa akin yung lalaking staff. So dahil asyumera nga ako, nilapitan ko yung matangkad na babae na nagpi-picture kina Gabby. In-assume ko na siya si Cristina, ang executive assistant ni Consul Patsy dahil siya yung nagpi-picture. Eto ang eksena:

Giselle: Hi, Cristina. I’m Giselle Sanchez.

Consul Patsy: Hi, Giselle. I’m Patsy. The girl in black is Cristina.

OMG!!! Did I just mistake a Zobel de Ayala for her executive assistant? Can somebody throw me off the building now? Lahat ng pinag-aralan ko sa social climbing 101 ay itinapon ko agad sa inidoro.

What can a social climber do in a moment like this? Nothing! Just be yourself!

At yun nga, ang ginawa ko—nothing.

Natulala ako sa kamalian ko. Double SIYET! Buti na lang napakabait ni Patsy. Niyakap niya agad ako at sinabi, “It’s ok, welcome to Monaco. Sit beside me in the table!”

Doon ko naalaala ang isang sermon ng isang pari tungkol sa nanay ni Patsy Zobel de Ayala—si Doña Bea.

Isa sa pinakamalaking benefactor si Doña Bea Zobel de Ayala sa Elsie Gaches Village, an institution for mentally challenged children.

Doña Bea celebrated one of her birthdays in Elsie Gaches and brought the priest that gave the sermon. Nakita ng pari kung paano pagsilbihan ni Donya Bea ang mga bata. Pinapakain niya, pinupunasan niya ang mga tumutulong-laway, at memorized niya lahat ng panagalan ng bawat bata dun sa Elsie Gaches.

Tinanong ng pari kung bakit niya kailangan gawin ang pagpupunas ng laway, e, Bea Zobel na siya. Nag-do-donate naman siya ng napakalaki para tumakbo nang maayos ang Elsie Gaches, bakit kelangan pa niya pagsilbihan ang mgabata?

Sinagot ni Doña Bea ang pari nang nakangiti, “Money, I can easily part with because I have that and a lot of others have that. But it’s love and service that these children and adults need so I would like to give it to them. And if I have to clean them after eating, I will do so because I love them.”

Doon ko na-realize that humility runs in the family of the Zobel de Ayalas. Napakabait din ni Patsy. Wala pala siyang bayad as honorary consul.

Gusto lang niyang makatulong sa mga OFW sa southern France. Ang pangarap niya ang magkaisa ang mga Pilipino dun ant magtulungan. Madalas siyang pabalik-balik sa Manila. Pero hindi para mag-party. Nag-o-ogranize siya ng 20 doctors and volunteers galing sa Ayala Foundation at pumupunta sila sa mga lugar na hindi nadadatnan ng mga duktor at nag-me-medical mission dun.

The next day, inimbitahan niya kami mag-boating ni Gabby. Naka-lumang T-shirt lang siya at shorts.

Sa party, hinahanapan ko siya ng Hermes na bag o Louis Vuitton pero hindi daw siya nag-ga-ganun. Ultimo yung anak ni Patsy na ten years old, hindi alam na mayaman siya.

Minsan, naglaro ang asawa ko at ang anak niyang ten years old.

Patsy’s son: Where do you work?

Emil: I work in a building in your business district, in Ayala.

Patsy’s son: We have a business district?

Yaya ng anak ni Patsy: Huwag ninyong pinag-kwe-kwentuhan ng ganyan ang bata at baka di na sumunod sa akin.

Ang bongga sa humility ng mga Ayala, di ba? Pati anak nila, di alam na ang net worth ng pamilya nila ay 1.5 billion u.s. dollars! (Source: Jaime Zobel de Ayala | pinoyprofile.com)

And I still can’t believe my good luck. After I mistake a Zobel de Ayala for her assistant, she invites me to sit beside her during dinner, go boating with her the next day, and dig this…stay and vacation in her house in Monaco with my husband!

Natutuwa daw siya sa akin, napapatawa ko raw siya. Sobra pa ako kinilig nang ikinwento niya na nag-usap siyaat ang guwapo niyang kapatid na si Fernando Zobel de Ayala sa telepono.

Fernando: Take care of Giselle. She always does a good job hosting our companies’ events whether it be Globe, BPI, IMI, or Ayala. Why don’t you invite her to stay a couple of days with you?

Patsy: I’m way ahead of you. I invited her already. In fact, she’s upstairs having pink champagne and amuse bouche with her husband.

Hayyyy, thank you, Lord, for my humor and the Zobels’ humility.

Sydney with Milby

Filed under: Travelogue — GSM0d at 7:19 pm on Tuesday, December 20, 2011

I was honored to be with the Prince of Hotness Sam Milby in Sydney, Australia.

I have always found this guy charming and easy to get along with. In spite of the fact that he is very popular and handsome, he still has a good head on his shoulders.

I remember the time we flew on a private plane to Mindoro. It was a four-seater.

Sam was with his manager Erick Raymundo, and I was with my assistant, who was a young girl we hired from the province.

It was her first time to fly and it had to be a small private plane. We were seated behind Sam and she was super “kilig” because Sam was directly in front of her.

The plane ride was very bumpy with a lot of air pockets. It was a four-seater so you could really feel your guts go up and down with the plane. It was like a roller coaster ride for
about an hour. Immediately after landing, my assistant could not hold on to her guts anymore nor could she wait for me to get a plastic bag.

She just barfed her dizziness away with her barf trajecting to Sam Milby’s nape.

“Oh no! This is so embarrassing,” I was thinking of Sam’s reaction to the mixed chorizo, egg, and rice on his neck , arms and jacket but on
the contrary, he was more concerned on the well being of my assistant, offering her water before he attended to himself.

That’s Sam Milby, a true gentleman!

Sam arrived on the day of our show with his sister Ada.

It was like he had no jet lag. He was full of energy and sharing a few jokes in the car while his sister was asleep in the van.

During the concert, he sang a cut from his new album and I was pretty impressed by his voice. You see, I dont really have faith on handsome guys that sing. It’s just too unfair if you’re equipped
with a beautiful face and God adds a beautiful voice to it.

When I heard Sam sing, I realized God can be unfair sometimes—good looks, fantastic voice, kind heart. What more can he ask for? A girlfriend probably.

But with his career soaring like the wind, who needs time for a girlfriend? So we all pretended to be the girlfriend of Sam that night (though he really did not seem to notice)—me, the ladies of Globe Telecom Aileen Averion and Lizet Sabalvaro , even my mom and my sister in law Michelle Nery Sanchez. We went bar hopping in Sydney and had a great time.

I was able to create new friends in Sydney.

Just recently, I got a call from a friend of mine who went to the wake and viewing of singer and actor RJ Rosales who died last December 4.

RJ became popular in the Philippines when he signed up with ABS-CBN last 2004. He appeared on a number of ABS-CBN shows including Attagirl, Sa Puso Ko, Iingatan Ka, and ASAP.

He was also part of the 2005 multi-awarded Metro Manila Film Festival drama Blue Moon, which gave him a Best Supporting Actor nomination.

The last time I spoke with RJ was last 1998 during a corporate event we both hosted, and he told me that he was moving to Singapore because he landed title role in the musical Chang and Eng.

He then proceeded to do lead roles for musicales The Student Prince, Man of Letters, Cabaret, and Forbidden City.

He also appeared on Singaporean shows such as Spin and Style Doctors.

RJ maintained a career shuttling between the Philippines, Australia, and Singapore since.

The thirty-seven year old talented thespian was scheduled to perform in Singapore for the year-end production of Dream Academy’s Crazy Christmas but pulled out a week before his death “because of a personal medical condition,” according to Dream Academy’s press release. He then went back to his home in Sydney.

Crazy Christmas director Selena Tan declined to comment on his health and the cause of death, and said: “This is all irrelevant now. We are all trying to deal with the grief and we have to respect what the family wants, which is privacy.”

My friend who went to the viewing told me that there was a rumor spreading that the cause of his death was suicide due to depression; another rumor claimed it was heart attack.

Since his family requested for privacy in their period of mourning, maybe instead of rumor-mongering, we should all just pray for his soul.

Kuwaiti Adventures! (Part 2)

Filed under: Travelogue — GSM0d at 6:04 pm on Wednesday, November 23, 2011

Piolo Pascual is Piolo Pascual.

Sa aming pagbabalik sa Kuwait, bagamat big stars ang mga kasama ko, hindi na kami nadumog katulad ng nangyari sa amin ni Piolo. Napuno naman namin ang Marriot Ballroom with three thousand Filipinos, Kuwaitis, and other nationals na kasama ng Filipinos, bagamat tamed sila at walang dumog factor.

This time around, kasama ko sa concert ang mother/father of all stand-up comedians na si Allan K at ang bagong prince of RnB na si Kris Lawrence. Nasa picture rin ang plus one ko na si Igi Bumagat. He took a leave to celebrate his birthday with us in Kuwait. Western Union ang sponsor ng show naming tatlo.

The last month I had a concert with Piolo and Jovit , we had it in separate venue: a huge gym that can fit 2,000-3,000 people.

Hindi masyado mahigpit ang mga authorities ng Kuwait. Kelangan lang sumunod sa mga dress codes—leggings, long sleeves, no cleavage.

Imagine si Giselle Sanchez magsusuot ng balot! Kaya naman kahit mahina ang aircon ng venue ay tiniis kong mapawisan ang kilikili at singit ko, huwag lang mapagsabihan ng CID.

Ang CID ay ang civilian police ng Middle East. Sila ang nagbabantay ng moral standards at values na pinapahalagahan ng mga muslim sa middle East—dress codes, conduct etc.

Ang CID rin ang humuli kay Chokoleit nang magsuot siya ng short shorts sa isang Dubai Mall. Eto ang eksena:

CID: Come with us to the precinct! You are not allowed to wear short shorts.

Chokoleit: I’m sorry, Sir. I did not know. I’m an actress in the Philippines.

CID: Actress?!? (Para tilang nagulat at nagsalita sa kanilang wika na di maintindihan ni Chokoleit)

CID: Aburidi#%@gabunida*&% ACTRESS! ACTRESS! ACTRESS!

Tinignan nila lahat si Chokoleit.

Lahat ng CID: Actress? Hahahaha!

Lahat ng CID nagtawanan at paulit-ulit na sinabing, “Actress! Actress!” ‘Tapos tawa uli.

Si Chokoleit naman ay tahimik lang na may halong takot at pagkapikon kasi pinagtatatwanan siya.

Sa sobrang natuwa sa kanya, hindi na lang siya hinuli at pinauwi nalang ng hotel para magpalit ng mas mahabang pantalon na di nakikita ang kigol ng puwet at di sumisilip ang yag-bols.

Mabalik sa aming concert ni Nanay Allan K at Kris Lawrence sa Marriot Ballroom. Dahil sa hotel ang show, napuno ng CID ang lugar na sinisigurado na susundin namin ang mga alituntunin sa show:

Para sa babae, bawal lumandi sa lalaking audience.
Para sa babae, bawal hipuin ang lalaking audience.
Para sa lahat ng performer, bawal bumaba sa audience.
Bawal masyadong bakla o um-acting na bakla.
Bawal green or naughty jokes.
There goes my entire comic material. At dahil di kakayanin ng performance ko ang sundin ang alituntunin 1,2,3 and 5, nilabag ko sila nang walang takot. Ending, binigyan ako ng warning ng CID at sinabing sabihan ko ang aking mga co- performers.

Pero bago ko masabihan si Kris Lawrence, nakasampa na siya ng stage at sa kanyang pangatlong kanta ay nilabag niya ang Rule # 3 dahil hindi naman talaga matitiiis ng isang artista ang hindi makihalubilo sa audience na gustong gustong mahagkan at mahawan ka.

So, lumapit na naman sa akin and CID at ni-remind ako na sabihan ang pangatlong performer, or else!!!

Agad-agad akong umakyat kay nanay Allan K at sinabi ko lahat ng rules, especially rule 3 na bawal masyado magbakla.

“Bawal magbakla? Paano yun? Bakla ako?”

Biglang tumahimik si Nanay Allan. Na-tense ako. Tapos bigla niyang sinabi, “Sige anak, kaya ko iyan!”

Sumalang ng dalawang oras si Inay Allan. Nag-astang tomboy siya to follow rule number 4. Lahat ng jokes niya wholesome pero nakakatawa. He sang and made everybody laugh. He was a total performer. What a trooper! Idol kita, Allan K! I love you!

Dahil nga hindi na kami masyadong nadumog this time around, nakapag-mall pa kami. Ang bongga ng mga malls sa Kuwait! May Pinkberry at Shake Shack! Aba pinipilahan ito sa California at New York ng mga Amerikano.

Eto ang sekreto kung bakit tatlong kanto ang pila ng Shake Shack sa New York—Shroomburger! Burger na may Kabute!

Korek, kabute, na tumutubo sa park namin tuwing iniihian ng aso ko yung lupa sa park. Kabute na kinukuha ng driver ko sa park namin para lutin at ulamin niya sa kanin. Di niya alam na galing sa ihi ni Frodo! Kabute na ayon sa kapatid kong bastos na lalaki ay tumtubo tuwing may foreigner na backpacker sa Pilipinas na hindi pa tuli ‘tapos umiihi at tinataktak ang k%pal niya sa lupa. Dun daw tutubo ang kabute—sa tinaktakan ng k*pal! ‘Yan ang kabute! Bow!

Shameless plugs:

Mga taga-Singapore na OFW, magkakaroon ako ng show with Rico J Puno diyan on November 27, 2011. See you there.

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When in Rome…

Filed under: Travelogue — GSM0d at 7:24 pm on Friday, September 2, 2011

When in Rome, do as the Romans do daw, kaya….

“When in Rome, kelangan mag-Vatican. Suwerte pa namin ni Gabby Concepcion at ang kanyang friend na si Gerry Espe dahil Wednesday kami dumating.

Tuwing Wednesday, nagmimisa ang POPE sa labas ng St. Peter’s Basilica. Imagine our excitement na makikita namin si Pope Benedict XVI!

Kaya kahit dalawa at kalahating oras sa gitna ng matinding araw ang misa ng papa, tiniis namin ni Gab, makuha lang ang blessing ni papa Benedict sa dulo.

Paulit-ulit ko sinasabi for two hours, “Ang hirap naman maging Katoliko!”

Pero ayaw ko naman umalis. Baka kasi di na kami uli papasukin dahil kinuha na yung invitation namin.

Nakikita niyo ba yung ga-munggong parang kalahati ng tuldok dun sa likod namin ni Gabby. Yun ang altar ni Pope Benedict.

E, yung Pope, nakikita niyo sa altar? Hindi? Kami rin. Kaya alam niyo, ang wish ko nung bine-bless kami? Na sana makita ko naman nang malapitan ang papa pagbalik ko dito sa Vatican.

Alam ninyo? God granted my wish. E, kung alam ko lang na napakalakas pala ng blessing ni Pope Benedict, sana nag-wish na lang ako manalo sa lotto! E, di nanalo pa siguro ako.

After the Europe Kapamilya Caravan, my husband followed me so we went back to Rome.

This time, through the help of Consul General Danilo T. Ibayan and Ate Flor Icasiano of the Embassy to the Holy Sea, we were able to see the pope up close.

Pero marami requirements:

1. Men had to be in tuxedos and women in black veils and long sleeves.

2. You need a limo to bring you inside the Saint Peter’s Basilica, diplomat’s entrance. Buti na lang, may nagmagandang loob na Pinoy na naghatid sa amin sa loob.

3. You need an invitation—thank you, Consul Danny and Ate Flor.

E, bakit ba kelangan makita ang pope?

1. Kasi katoliko kami. The pope is the father of the Roman Catholic Church.

2. Iba ang blessing ng pope. It extends to your family and all the religious articles you are holding while he is blessing you. Di ba nga, na-grant agad ang wish ko?

When in Rome…

Kelangan kumain ng Italian food, preferably pasta—sobrang al dente!

Dinala kami councilor Jessie Ramirez sa isang maliit na restaurant sa Trastevere area. Uminom kami ng white wine. Palibhasa puyat kami pareho ni Gabby, nalasing kami after eating.
Umupo kami sa gutter sa labas ng restaurant at tumawa nang tumawa. Para kaming tanga.

When in Rome…

Kelangan gumimik sa Campo al Fiori at Piazza Navona. Naglaro kami ni Gabby. Isang contest. Sinong makaka-hook ng pinakamarami. Kay Gabby, padamihan ng girls na makikilala niya. At sa akin naman, padamihan ng boys na aakitin ko at makikilala.

Ang tanga ko noh? Kinalaban ko si Gabby Conceocion, na umakit sa puso ni Sharon Cuneta, Anjanette Abayari, Dindi Gallardo, Snooky Serna, Jenny Syquia at napakarami pang naggagandahang mga celebrity at beauty queen. Siyempre, natalo ako!

When in Rome…

Do as the Romans do!

E, ano ba ginagawa ng mga lovers dito bawat kanto? Susmaryosep! Kung makita mo lang, kulang na lang kama at sign ng Victoria Court o Sogo sa tabi nila.

Walang kamatayang pag-me-make-out, halikan, lambutsingan, fingeran, oo! Fingeran!

Kahit saan! Sa kalsada, sa gutter, sa park, sa harap ng simbahan, sa palengke, sa tindahan, as in kahit saan. E, do as the Romans do, di ba?

The South of Italy: Reggio di Calabria

Filed under: Travelogue — GSM0d at 6:55 pm on Thursday, July 28, 2011

Sa dulo ng Italya matatagpuan ang Reggio di Calabria.

Probinsiya na ito kumpara sa Roma at Milan. Malapit-lapit na rin siya sa Napoli at Sicilia. Marami rin kayang “M” dito?

Oo! Sabi ng mga Pinoy na nandito. Pero mababait daw ang mga “M” at tutulungan ka pa raw pag may problema ka. Kalaban lang daw ng mga M ang mga corrupt at mapagsamantalang mga pulitiko at mga gahaman na businessman na di marunong gumalang sa kanyang mga tauhan. So, kakampi pala sila ng mahihirap.

Etong kinainan namin ni Gabby Concepcion at nung marketing director ng ABS-CBN Europe na si Luis Bariuan, sabi nila, ang may-ari daw nun ay “M”!

Kakatawa nga yung scenario habang kumakain kami ng lunch. May binyag kaya andun ang maraming lolo, lola, matatandang lalaki at maraming lalaki.

Sabi ko kay Gabby:

Giselle: Gab, anong eksena nakikita mo dito sa restaurant na ito. Parang mala-sopranos, di ba?

Gabby: Ano ka! Ang feeling ko, babarilin na tayo pagkatapos kumain.

Giselle: Sobra ka naman. (I looked around). Oo nga ano? (Bigla ako nagmadaling kumain.)

Another eksena naman nang pumunta kami sa Oasi Village, sa isang beach club sa Reggio di Calabria. Kasama namin si Albert Uy ng ABS-CBN Europe at sa likod namin ang Ionian sea.

Mukhang mainit sa pic, mala-Bora ang look ng posing namin. Pero huwag ka! Ang lamig kaya ng tubig ng Ionian sea, parang ice water.
Dapat dito nilagay ang rehab. Di na kailangan maglagay ng ice sa tubig, diretso na sa dagat ilulublob lahat ng adik. Tanggal ang addiction problem nila sa lamig ng tubig!
Parating pa lang ang summer kaya medyo malamig pa ang hangin.
Eto hirit ni Gabby, sayang ang guwapo pa naman, ‘tapos dami pa bagets na naloloka sa kanya…Kaso turn-off talaga sa dialogue na ito:

Gabby: Ay, sayang malamig pala, sana dinala ko Amerikana ko.

Giselle: Ang 80’s mo, chong! Halatang lumang tao ka! (for the benefit of my young readers, an Amerikana is a dinner jacket or a formal jacket.)

Gabby: Siyempre, nag-jo-joke lang ako. Dadalhin ko ba ang Amerikana sa beach?

Giselle: Hindi, e, serious ka. Promise!

ACKNOWLEDGMENTS. We would like to thank the hospitality of all the Filipinos in Reggio d’ Calabria, especially the TFC dealer Miss Gigi and the Marciano family headed by the Honorary Consul Domenico Marciano. Most especially, thank you to all the Filipinos that attended our show in Pala Botteghelle in Reggio di Calabria. To the event hosts for that day—Cat Marciano, Kei Braccini, and Jeffrey Padul—good job in hosting, at ang gaganda at guguwapo niyo! Puwede na kayo mag-audtion sa ASAP, really.

What Happens When You Spend 21 days with Gabby Concepcion?

Filed under: Travelogue — GSM0d at 3:43 pm on Tuesday, July 19, 2011

Gabby Concepcion was as hot as Piolo Pascual during the ’80s. I would even think hotter!

Every school and office girl had the matinee idol’s pin-up in her bedroom wall including me.

So you could just imagine how I feel whenever I see Gabby Concepcion up to now——starstruck, star dazed, and kilig to the bones! (Ang luma ng expression! Sing-luma ko!)

So what happens when you work for 21 days and nights with your idol in the most romantic cities in the world——Florence, Rome, Reggio d’Calabria, Madrid, and Monte Carlo——and the two of you are all alone to do whatever you want?

WaLa! Bokya! Nada! Zilch!

Kapag idol, idol! Ilalagay mo sa pedestal! Di mo puwede manyakin kahit lasheng! Promise!

I remember another matinee idol (not Gabby).

When I became an actress, I got the chance to party with him in his condo, where his friends were also in attendance.

I went over to the balcony to check if my driver was already parked and ready to pick me up.

He followed. That time, we were both single. We chatted a bit then he looked at my eyes and said, “Parang ang sarap halikan ng lips mo.”

Eto na sana ang pagkakataon ko! Kung pokpok lang ako, sasagutin ko siya ng, “Bakit di mo subukan?”

O kung mas hayok pa ako, sinunggaban ko na talaga, promise!

Kaso, idol nga, e, kaya ang nangyari, kinilig to the bones ako at siyempre, pag nag-girlie kilig na ‘ko, ang resulta: tawa lang nang tawa.

So ano ending ko kay matinee idol number 2? Bokya pud.

Pero buti na rin kasi balita ko yung kinama niya nung gabing yun ay nagkasakit sa pepe.

Kakaloka! Ang guwapo pa naman ni matinee idol number 2 at ang bango bango!

Anyway, mabalik Kay Gabby Concepcion, what really happened to me and Gab (Uy, close na kami…Gab na ang tawag ko sa kanya) in those 21 days?

Abangan in three days as I promise to refresh my blog every three days!

Follow me in twitter @GiselleXanchez

When Stars make OFWs happy (Part 1)

Filed under: Travelogue — GSM0d at 4:51 pm on Saturday, July 10, 2010

Now there is something to watch for in the next five Fridays, as I will recount my stories about the stars I was with for the past month: Jed Madela in Oman; Keempee de Leon in Macau ; Vina Morales, Sponge Cola and Mark Bautista in Taiwan; Randy Santiago in Madrid; and Dingdong Dantes, Luis Manzano, and Aegis in Hongkong.

I will divide my stories to five parts para exciting and para weekly ninyong sinusundan ang blog ko. So let’s start with Jed Madela in Oman.

As I have mentioned in my previous blog (CLICK HERE), 54 degrees sa Oman. Mapapamura ka sa init! Nung naligo ako ng cold water, nalapnos ang anit ko sa init ng tubig. I checked the faucet. Di ko naman binuksan ang hot water shower faucet. And then I realized that the water pipes were built underground. E, ang init init ng lupa, kaya free hot scalding water ka! Dapat wala na silang water heater. Water freezer ang kailangan sa Oman!

Mabait at tahimik si Jed. Siguro talagang sinadya niyang maging tahimik dahil Tenor ang boses niya. Ang taas taas! Para siyang miyembro ng Vienna boys choir. Ang laki-laking tao, ‘tapos ang taas taas ng boses.

Kung bully ako sa classroom at kaklase ko si Jed, dahil sa taas ng boses niya, lolokohin ko siyang bakla. Kaya siguro tahimik siya. Baka may bully siyang kaklase sa Negros dati.

Hindi bakla si Jed. Na-discover nga niyang magaling siyang kumanta dahil sumali siya ng banda kung saan ang lead singer na babae ay naging girlfriend niya. Kaso mas mataas ata yung boses niya dun sa girlfriend niya kayat na-insecure si babae at nag-break sila. Joke. Doon sa bandang yun na-discover si Jed ni Ronnie Henares, and the rest was history.

Very close si Jed sa family niya. Ang Tito Gerry niya ngayon ang nag-ma-manage sa kanya. Isinali siya ng Tito Gerry niya sa iba’t ibang contest sa iba’t ibang bansa at dahil talented talaga si Jed, nagwagi ng mga parangal para sa Pilipinas:

• 2003 Voice of Asia International Song Festival – Silver prize

• 2002 Voice of Asia – Best Male Singer

• Voice of Asia – Winner, People’s Choice category (thru internet poll survey)

• Celebrity Chronicle Hollywood USA – 2003 Breakthrough Male Performer

• Plaque of Distinction of Honor from President Gloria Macapagal Arroyo

He made me listen to the songs of his upcoming album. Puro mga classics and old songs. Ang ganda! I’m sure it will be a hit just like his album Songs Rediscovered, where he featured all-time favorites including: “Your Song” (Elton John), “Love Always Finds A Way” (Peabo Bryson), “The Past” (Ray Parker Jr.), “Heaven Knows” (Rick Price), “Changes In My Life” (Marc Sherman), “Right Next To Me” (Whistle), “Home” (Michael Jackson/Diana Ross), “Can’t Cry Hard Enough” (Williams Brothers), “Because Of You” (Keith Martin), “Only Reminds Me Of You” (St. Paul), “Beauty And Madness” (Fra Lippo Lippi), “Time Will Reveal” (El deBarge), and the carrier single “How Can I Fall” (originally by Breathe). Marami siyang kinanta para sa mga OFWs sa Oman from this album.

At siyempre, nalaglag naman ang mga panty ng mga babae sa boses ni Jed.

Aside from his superb vocal talent, Jed is such a techie. He can also draw and paint in his iPad. I saw his paintings and they were pretty impressive. Pero dahil sa iPad niya ginagawa, I was a bit skeptical. Baka cut and paste lang ginagawa nito at niloloko lang niya ako.

So while waiting for his flight, I challenged him to paint a poster for our show which means he has to draw a picture of Miss GSpot and himself. At eto ang drawing niya. In fairness, kamukha ko ha!

Pero parang mas kamukha ng drawing si Miss Kimmie Moreno, Globe marketing head for Overseas Filipino communities (international). Tignan mo yung picture namin ni Miss Kimmie. Take note, di kilala ni Jed si Miss Kimmie, ha!

O, abangan ninyo yung next adventure ko next Friday, ha. Sinong artista ang gusto ninyong ikuwento ko? Anong lugar ang type ninyong pa-kwento ko?

Nga pala, sa mga taga-Dubai, I will have a a show in Dubai Ratsky on July 16. Those of you who live in London and any part of the United Kingdom who want to see Gabby Concepcion, Vina Morales, and the Melason duo (Melay and Jason), punta kayo sa Hounslow fiesta on July 17. The fiesta starts at 1:00 pm. See you next Friday for my next blog.

Pagrespeto sa Kultura (Adventures in Qatar and Oman)

Filed under: Travelogue — GSM0d at 1:43 am on Thursday, June 10, 2010

I’ll make my blogs short and sweet so that I can update it once or twice a week. Nakaka-guilty rin na di mag-update lalo na kung maraming sumusunod sa Gspot. I just watched the premiere of Sex in the City, sponsored by our friend Grace Ang of Mercedes Benz.

I was with the Eduardo sisters, both with their Birkin bags, and met more friends in Birkins like Salome Uy. Nagmukha tuloy  t*e yung Chanel GST ko kasi lahat naka-Birkin! Okay lang. What’s important ay HINDI eye-poor ang mga may hawak ng Birkin.

“Eye-poor” means matapobre, as defined by the Queen of all gay talk Imee Marcos.  Mata-pobre, eye-poor…All of them were cool, not eye-poor!


Panalong-panalo ang Sex in the City 2 lalo na sa mga witty dialogues!

“Lawrence of my Labia” was my ultimate laugh trip! Pumapangalawa ang pagtanong ni Charlotte (portrayed by Kristin Davis) habang nakatingin sa 42 pills ni Samantha (Kim Cattral) ng, “Can you swallow all of that?” Pagkatapos sinagot siya ni Samantha ng, “Have we met?” Clap, clap, clap!


Lalo kong ipinagmalaki ang aking pagkababae dahil sa Sex in the City. Lalo kong kinamuhi ang mga mapang-aping kultura tulad na lang ng mga babaeng napipilitang magsuot ng Burka at Niquab sa gitna ng init ng araw dahil kailangang itago ang pagkababae nila.

Naalala ko tuloy ang adventures ko sa Oman at Qatar nang makita ko ang eksena, kung saan kinukuyog si Samantha ng mga lalakeng konserbatibo sa palengke.

Let me share a few of my adventures in Oman and Qatar.

I just got back from a successful concert in Muscat, Oman with Jed Madela. Grabe ang init init doon, 54 degrees! If Manila is an oven, then Muscat is hell! Hell, only in temperature.

Muscat is a beautiful place. Para kang nasa set ng  Alladin. Lamps are sold in almost every stall in the market. “Does that come with a genie?” I asked the store owner. He just smiled. Di niya ata ako naintindihan.


Oman is part of the United Arab Emirates. It is an open city just like Dubai.  And as it is part of the arab emirates, it is a city in the desert, which explains the 54-degree temperature.

Pagdating na pagdating ko, sa sobrang init, ramdam na ramdam ko na ang baskil ko. Baskil for the sosyal is short for basang kilikili (bas-kil). It is a Tagalog slang term for perspiration in your arm sleeves. With Baskil, I decided to take my sweater off. Bigla ako pinigilan ni Tita Liz ng Western Union.

Tita Liz: Huwag, kukuyugin ka nila!

Giselle: Ha! Akala ko ba open city ito.

Tita Liz: Yes, pero bago lang. They are not used to skin. You have to respect their  culture.

So tiniis ko ang feeling ng may baskil. Sh*t.

Sabagay may point siya. Kinuyug na ‘ko dati sa Qatar. Dito nagbalik sa aking alaala ang eksena sa Sex in the City 2 na nagagalit yung mg lalake at kinukuyug si  Samantha sa palengke. Parang ganoon ang nangyari sa akin sa Qatar minus the galit factor.

By some bad streak of luck, there was a glitch in the travel booking that Qatar Airways did for me, such that, when I returned from London with a stopover in Qatar, the flight to Manila was the next day.

Qatar Airways arranged for me to stay overnight in a hotel in Qatar but they no longer pulled out my luggage because I already had a boarding pass. Besides, the luggage will go straight to Manila. That was the gist.

It was winter in London and December in Manila. So all I had packed for the plane ride were leather pants, a leather jacket, a pashmina shawl, a sexy inner tank top and my deodorant. Upon arriving in the hotel, I decided to change my money so I could buy a panty and some things I’ll need. It was 45 degrees outside since Qatar is also a desert.

I asked the front desk if Qatar was an open city and he told me I was lucky because they just declared Quatar as an open city several weeks ago. I went outside in my tank top.

Three steps outside the door of the hotel, five men approached me and stared. They maintained a distance of one meter respecting my personal bubble. But they blocked my way so I couldn’t pass through. Then another five approached, then another six. Sixteen men, all staring maliciously. Some were even panting. Parang aso. Para akong hinuhubaran sa kanilang mga tingin. Worse, para bagang pinagpaparausan nila ako sa kanilang mga isipan. Na-tense ang lola. Excuse me, komedyante ako. Hindi ako bold star!

Unti-unti akong umatras pabalik ng hotel. Feeling ko mare-rape ako in broad daylight. I successfully got back to my hotel with them still staring. Pagpasok ko, may nasalubong akong Pilipino. “Giselle sanchez, ano ginagawa mo dito? Huwag kang lumabas ng  ganyan. Di pa sila sanay sa braso. Kukuyugin ka nila!” my too-late-the-hero told me.

I had no choice but to cover up. Tense na rin akong mamukhaan ng mga manyak sa labas. I wore my leather jacket since it was the only clothing I had with sleeves, I wore my  black pashmina shawl like a niquab worn by Quatari women to cover their faces. I wore this in the 45 degree heat!  Ga-munggo ang pawis ko…para lang makabili ng panty! Nakakalokah!


To all PEPsters: Wait for my next blog. Part two ng Oman with Jed Madela.

I now have my very own entertainment column in Manila Bulletin that comes out every Mondays or Tuesdays so but the paper in both days.

I’m also leaving for six countries this June for a series of shows so always check my blog for more adventures with Asia’s Funny Girl—Giselle Sanchez’ Gspot!

Sanchez, Santos, Santorini!

Filed under: Travelogue — GSM0d at 8:27 pm on Wednesday, April 7, 2010

After our successful show for Globe Telecom in Athens, Greece, Eric Santos and our friends convinced me to join them in Santorini.

I was hesitant at first because my husband and my children were not with me. I was feeling guilty. If Emil had not suggested that I should go and enjoy Santorini with my friends because I might not get that chance anymore in my lifetime, I would not have joined. I so thank my husband for convincing me.

I only stayed for two days and went home to join my family in Dio Island in Tacloban on Maundy Thursday with our family friends, Mayor Alfred and Cristina (Gonzales) Romualdez.

An hour flight from Athens, Santorini—which is still part of Greece—is essentially what remains of an enormous volcanic explosion, which destroyed homes and settlements on what was formerly a single island. In short para siyang pina-sosyal na Tagaytay.

Kung mukha siyang pamilyar, dito nag-shooting sina KC Concepcion at Richard Gutierrez ng kanilang pelikula na For the First Time. Sobra ako na-in-love sa cinematography ng pelikulang ito that was shot by my best friend Shayne Sarte. Sinabi ko sa sarili ko, pupunta ako diyan. And the power of the spoken word has revealed itself again.

Sobrang bait si Eric Santos. Siya yung tipong puwede mo makasama sa loob ng kuwarto at hindi siya magte-take advantage sa friendship ninyo. Pero mura lang naman yung kwarto, 15 Euro, so we could afford to have a solo room for ourselves.

Marami na ako nakasama na superstars, diva at sikat na mga artista sa ibang bansa, pero mapa-babae o mapa-lalake, I think I rate Eric the best in terms of attitude and personality.

Although Piolo Pascual will still be the perfect gentleman, and Sam Milby will be the humblest guy I have known, Bayani Agbayani—the funniest, Bugoy—the most inquisitive, Cesar Montano—the most creative, Sharon Cuneta—the smartest (I can’t think of a smart guy, hahaha! I’m bad), Eric is a mix of all of these attributes—a humble, talented, inqusitive, and smart gentleman with a great sense of humor. Not to mention adventurous as he is currently backpacking around Europe as you read this blog entry.

So to all of the PEPsters in Europe who get to see Eric, please extend your hospitality as the kid is on his own. This is his graduation gift to himself as he finished college inspite of a hectic schedule and a fantabulous career. Go, go, go Eric!

Happiest Place on Earth

Filed under: Travelogue — GSM0d at 11:22 pm on Tuesday, March 30, 2010

“Happiest Place on Earth”—was the sign that greeted us after we paid the 395-peso-per-person entrance fee for the Zoobic Safari adventure in Subic. “This better be happy or else I want my money back.”

In the beginning, my daughter didn’t think so. She freaked out immediately and started crying when we called her to take pictures with the Tiger cub who was three times our size.

Mommy G: C’mon Lia, feed the tiger
Lia: No! It will eat me.
Mommy G: Look at me and Papa, we’re relaxed here. The tiger is nice.
Lia: No, look at Papa’s smile. It’s so plastic. Halata natatakot siya! Waaaa!

After her crying session, we tried to calm her down by going around the petting zoo where you get to see and feed miniature horses, birds, and deer and Malayan caviats.

It was an exciting experience for my niece Mika who fed the deer for the first time in her life.

Lia was preoccupied as usual. She was again so scared and irritated with this exotic bird that was hopping and following her everywhere she went. Natakot matuka. Kawawa naman anak ko, bata bata pa lang, sinusundan na ng birdie. Mana talaga kay Mommy Gspot. Paano na ‘yan? Nasa Greece ako ngayon. Baka sundan din ako ng mga Greek Birdies dito…Mahirap pa naman tumanggi sa grasya. Bwahahaha! Joke lang, Emil! I lab you!

We hopped on the Zoobic train to go around the Savannah, get to feed the tigers and crocodiles with dressed chickens, and get up close and personal with the wild animals.

Yes, Lia freaked out again. Kulang ata sa tulog. Meron ata si Lia, ang sungit!

I started chatting in the net with some of my friends around the world and I found out that Zoobic Safari is the only safari where you can get so close with the tigers such that they would even climb the roof of your protected jeep. Other safaris in Africa and Australia do not offer this kind of experience. You will only get to see the tiger in an African safari 10 feet away. In the Zoobic Zafari, you can touch the base of  their feet that is resting on your windows. Ganoon ka-close! With an additional P200, you can even feed the tiger with a dressed chicken. It used to be real chickens but the show got too scary for children and the cruelty to animals was just too much that Mr. Robert Yupangco decided to change it with dressed chickens.

Lia’s mood changed upon reaching the exit because she asked me to buy her a stuffed Bengali tiger. Since she didint get to touch the tiger, she said, she’ll just bring the pretend one to our home. My mood changed as well when I reached for my wallet hehehe.

Basically, the 395-peso entrance for adults and 295 pesos for children were totally worth it. When I was a kid, I never had that up close and personal experience with tigers, deer, birds, and ostriches. I have never seen a monkey lead an animal parade. I have never fed a tiger and a crocodile because they are known to be the fiercest creatures that roamed the planet. So I must say that Zoobic Safari is indeed one of the happiest places on earth. When Lia gets older, I’ll bring her gain to Zoobic and hopefully she will be brave enough to have a picture with the REAL Bengali Tiger.

Zoobic Safari is inside Subic Base. It’s a 1-and-1/2-hour drive from Manila if you take the SLEX. Take NLEX till you reach the end of the highway. Then enter SLEX. Do not enter the DAU exit. SLEX is after the DAU exit.

I’ll write more blogs on places to go to for summer. I know a lot of parents read my blog even if it’s entilted: Gspot. Kasi wholesome naman…ng konti…hehehe. 

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