Back when I was drinking a lot more alcohol than I do these days, my go to beverage was rum. Born from sugarcane and with a past as rich and complex as its flavor, rum is inexpensive and has a smooth taste. The longer it ages, the better and more complex it becomes. Whether you're sipping a simple Tanduay and Coke or handcrafted cocktails like the Mojito, Daiquiri, and Mai Tai, rum is always a good choice.
Most bags today look like they were produced by bored machines in a dimly lit factory. You can walk into any mall and find rows of identical leather (or “leather-like”) things, all claiming to express individuality. Ironically, though, they all look exactly the same. Then there’s Abby Verano . Her bags are not mere accessories; they’re declarations. Each one is hand-painted, touched by an actual human being with an imagination. Abby doesn’t just sell you something to put your wallet and smartphone in; she sells you a story, a vision, a little revolt against the tyranny of sameness. Her tools are simple — brushes, acrylic paint, bags made from pandan leaves, and creativity. No duplicates. No clones. Just one-of-a-kind art pieces you can carry.
Coffee is more than a drink. It’s a lifestyle, a coping mechanism. And for some, it’s a medium. Yes, a painting medium. While most of us use it to fuel our questionable decisions, a select group of people are using it to make art. Real art. Painting with coffee isn’t new, apparently. It’s been around for centuries, which is about how long it feels when you’re waiting for a barista to spell your name right. But recently, coffee painting has staged a comeback. Artists, perhaps tired of the tyranny of acrylics and oil paints, or just broke, have rediscovered its charm. Take Nelsie Geografo , for instance. While I’m struggling to make my latte art look less like a disoriented ghost, she’s out there creating masterpieces with instant coffee. She doesn’t need fancy tubes of color or exotic pigments. Just coffee, water, and a bit of imagination. And the best part? The smell. While traditional painters suffer through the fumes of turpentine, Nelsie’s studio smells like a café that actually spe...
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