Kalibo Ati-Atihan

January 3, 2009 — Kalibo, Aklan, Philippines

Check out the article posted below. My first thought after I read the feature was… who the heck is Queen Maniwang-tiwang???


To the Aklan Reporter especially to Chita de la Cruz – Heap, thank you so much for the wonderful feature. It means so much to us to be thought of by fellow Aklanons.

Oh yes, the ultimate question: why Ati-Atihan on my wedding day?

It was actually my brainchild, with of course a co-conspirator. A year ago, I told my good friend and events coordinator Rommel Constantino how I envision my wedding.

Filipiniana. Tribal. Elegant. Fun. Loud. Romantic.

Boiled down to our grandiose idea: a group of colorful Ati-Atihan tribe complete with the drums as part of my entourage. And I know our dear Kalibo Ati-Atihan celebation is also religious and cultural event by tradition.

You guys should have seen Celso’s reaction when I initially told him about the whole idea. He thought I was just joking. I guess they dont do it in Iloilo *wink* . Or am I just pure nuts?

Well, what can he do, hThe Kisse married a full-bown Akeanon.

I was so happy I trusted my guts. The Ati-Atihan dancing outside the church was the most personal celebration I can think of. Cameras were clicking and rolling. Kids and the elders, pinoys and Fil-Ams were all having fun. It was so Kalibo. So me.

And we took it a little further — a photoshoot at the town plaza with the Ati-Ati’s.

It was crazy. Tricycle drivers, vendors, street children, tambays and a whole lot more were watching. An assistant was holding my cathedral train. Three photographers and two videographers from Mayad Video Studios were barking orders as if there is a production going on. My make-up artist was following me for a touch-up.

The last time I was at Pastrana Park was during my CAT 1 days marching the march. HereTricycle I am now in a couture gown by Eric de los Santos (House of Laurel) and I just meekly followed my crew. I dont know whats going on. I looked at Jose Rizal’s statue for guidance.

My photographer, Chito Vecina of the Philippine Daily Inquirer, then bellowed at the top of his lungs:  “SAYAW!!!”

I lost it. The beat of the drum was enticing and the sound of the lyre was so refreshing. Childhood memories came back and I started dancing. I guided my husband to the rhythm and I am so surprised he caught on fast.



I am having fun. I am in love. I am carrying our second born.

By the way, Queen Maniwang-tiwang is the wife of the Ati King, Marikudo. They bartered Panay Island to Datu Puti for a Golden Salakot.

Ha Ha Ha! To think my minor subject in U.P. was History!

Thank you, thank you, thank you.  Thank you Kalibo for welcoming me again after 14 long years of absence.



One of my biggest personal struggles is getting my hair curled. Successfully, that is.The Farrah Faucet look. Cindy Crawford’s. Dawn Zulueta’s.

The long, wavy, seductive hair …. Wow… Sexy! Who wouldnt want this????

                                              This is what I am talking about!

It seemed that every time I tried to perm my hair, it ended up in disaster and my friends screaming in complete disgust. My school I.D.’s captured those moments, and now I dont blame them for being terrorized at the sight. Never talagang bumagay!

<- Me in High School, Circa 1987

      Me in College, Circa 1993 ->

Last summer, I tried again… I think I looked good… but why is the picture blurred?

                                       Kahit 2007 na, hindi talaga tinablan ng camera….

I was about to do another drastic curling attempt, without hubby’s approval, when I got a call from the most important person in my life — my hairdresser.  She asked me if I remembered my hair being cut 12 inches and then sent to charity.

Hah! How can I forget? That was the day I hated my hair so much that I had it chopped off.

Wigs for Kids, a non-profit organization, received my donated hair. This organization collects hair to make it into wigs for kids that lost their hair from chemotherapy treatments. Apparently human hair makes the best wigs. I gave them a hair that was healthy (I got no split ends), untreated (I don’t color my hair, got no time nor money) and clean (wala po akong kuto).

I always forget that I am God’s work of art. My divine Lord created me for a reason. He gave me this long, black, shiny hair… SO IT CAN BECOME A WIG.


                                  O sige na nga, I’ll love my hair na! Balik straight!

I guess this is my first post outside of friendster. I actually enjoy blogging now, and someone recommended wordpress.com , so hey, might as well try. Comments, suggestions, violent reactions are all welcome!

To start off, here’s my wedding slideshow, giving you’all a glimpse of a civil wedding, vegas-con-Cheryl style. Got hitched back in December 7, 2003. Photoshoot was held in Bellagio Botanical Gardens (free, pose ka lang), wedding ceremony was in Monte Carlo Hotel & Resort ($195.00) and reception was at the Officers Club, Nellis Air Force Base (buffet, para tipid he he).

In a nutshell, we were so exhausted planning everthing I didnt experience having bridal jitters. Too much work! Can you imagine me, the bride in full gear, calling every 5 minutes checking if the cake passed thru the security gates of Nellis Air Force Base? Having a $50 bill inside my stockings (er… bra) , so I can pay the minister right after the march?

Boy, I cant wait for my church wedding in 2009, to be held in Boracay Island, Philippines (Kalibo is my hometown), where I can have my very own wedding coordinator — for a change!

Visit the photo slide show of my civil wedding 12/07/03, Las Vegas, Nevada.


See you in Aklan for a memorable CHURCH WEDDING in 2009!