I recently got a beautiful package in the post:
PRINTMISS is your friendly little paper goods store. They make personalized stationery, note cards, invitations, gift tags, labels and more.
They are also proudly Philippine-based. But as you can see, these cards look like something straight out of Etsy.
If it’s anything I’m a sucker for, it’s DIY, and paper. I love paper so much I DIYed all my wedding invitations, giveaways, and programmes.
So it’s kind of inevitable that I love Printmiss.
I just ordered these beautiful modern vintage notecards from them. They haven’t arrived in the mail yet but I’ll definitely take pictures! What could be sweeter than seeing your own name on these precious cards? So pretty ♥
Their main site with all their designs is on wordpress:
But they’re just as easily contacted for orders on facebook:
Amazing classic, vintage, elegant designs. Shades of Martha Stewart’s beautiful crafts but 100% Filipina-made by Ina Amor-Mejia.
She’s such a stickler for detail that even her packaging is exquisite, something I admire and value in any shop owner or crafter.
There are absolutely gorgeous modern designs too. How genius is it to put your name inside these trendy animal-print ballerinas? Ughhh I want all the designs, plz.
These are just notecards, but Printmiss makes wedding invitations, gift tags, and a score of other paper goods. The only limit is your imagination. I love the fact that there’s a Filipina-owned shop that allows you to DIY your wedding, birthday, debut or event invites. I wish this had existed when I was planning my wedding. :(
Check out these Save The Dates:
Don’t be boxed in by boring designs by boring print shops. Check out Printmiss and unleash your creativity!
So in a previous blog post I wrote about a brainchild of a prod that Cheekie and I had while we were walking the streets of Davao and wondering WHAT THE HECK THERE WAS TO DO for people like US. By us, we meant people who weren’t into clubbing to Ever After, were sick of having coffee at the same old coffee houses, and didn’t want to spend a whole night drowning ourselves in alcohol in a noisy bar watching a show band just because there was no other alternative.
So we came up with Hiphouse:
Artists, writers, musicians, photographers, stylists, and fellow creative/indie types who are all for forming an alternative community here in Davao, come to the first-ever HIPHOUSE hangout!
- Music video launch of JAD MONTENEGRO’s “Ano” off the Fixed Points and Pendulums EP, directed by BAGSY FIOLA
- Lovely acoustic set by Guitar-Picking Pixie JAD MONTENEGRO
- Crap-tastic laptop DJ set by Miss Mixtape CHEEKIE ALBAY
- On-site hipster photography by L’extraordinaire Lensman BAGSY FIOLA
- Photo slideshow by Snap-Happy Savant Aidx Paredes
- Illustrations by Comic Art Class Act JOHN AMOR
- Narrative short film screening by Celluloid Wunderkind LUCILLE MARNELLI
- Swanky DIY set design by anyone who can bring candles, mats, lights, and other handy odds and ends
- Stimulating conversations on life, art, society, and yes, even local showbiz’s fascinating headlines
- Whatever you wanna do, really—no bouncers, ballistic parents, or bad vibes here
NO DOOR CHARGE! But please prepare a bit of money for the rent, which will be divided equally amongst ourselves (P600 for the first four hours, P150 for every additional hour)
Everyone is welcome to BRING FOOD AND DRINKS to feed our burgeoning army.
Head to the empty third floor studio at Southspot Studios along Anda St. The future of Davao’s alterna-underground spirit awaits!
Needless to say, it was a smashing success. I wasn’t able to take proper pictures because I only brought a point-and-shoot, so here are some photos that I’ve all stolen from other people, lol.
Photos all copyrighted by Aidx, who also blogged about it here:
I was very pleased that this talented young man arrived and showed his work to everyone. Afterwards Aidx and I talked about how important it was to have a community where you fit in as an artist. We’re of the same sentiment when we say that seeing our work projected on a big screen, being appreciated by new, unfamiliar eyes, was a strong, motivating force. It makes you feel more alive, and it makes you want to keep creating more beautiful work, and it makes you just a little bit giddy. It’s a heady mix of fulfillment and the desire to keep doing what you love.
Aidx showed his videos and photos, Marnelli showed her silent film, Bagane showed a collab of my music and his editing in a music video, a preview of which can be seen here, The Boy showed a slideshow of his artwork, and Cheekie DJ’ed a hiphouse playlist. My band and I also played an acoustic set. People kept coming up to me and saying how much they enjoyed the event, because it was something different, and interesting, and just what the underground art scene needed. That made Cheekie and I so giddy we felt like screaming in ill-contained glee! (how very unhipsterly of us)
Here are photos copyrighted by Kenth O’Bajo, who took the livelier, goofier side of the event:
He’s an artist.
I’m a musician.
We’re getting married.
We like it.
Photo and concept by Kenth Bajo. (May Photoshoot)
p.s. Warlock Guitar belongs to yours truly. Prom dress is prom dress. :P
Because I Leave Tomorrow
If you had asked me if I would miss you, I would not have known the answer. It is difficult to quantify these things. A fish out of water does not miss the only environment it has swum in for the entire duration of its existence, nor does an astronaut realize that he misses the yawning void of space that he sees for the first time as his rocket burns through the atmosphere. A patch of the Earth’s surface does not miss the solar warmth it leaves behind as it turns to the dark hemisphere, into a cosmic orbit it has been following for billions of years.
There is no when, or where, or how long when you miss something, or someone. All you know is that it fills you up, and it washes over you in wave after wave of ache and longing, and it defines you until it is satisfied.
How do you miss the air you breathe? How do you wake up and miss what allows you to go on living? How do you miss what is an intrinsic part of your being?
So if you had asked me if I would miss you, I would not have known the answer.
We do not miss these things, but without them, we would simply die.
(drawing by The Boy, depicting ourselves.)
he is salt
a strange sweet
a peculiar money
precious and valuable
only to her tribe,
and she is salt
something that rubs raw
that leaves a tearful taste
but what he will
strain the ocean for and
what he needs.
Breaking Up Insurance
i carry your heart with me(i carry it in
my heart)i am never without it(anywhere
i go you go,my dear; and whatever is done
by only me is your doing,my darling)
no fate(for you are my fate,my sweet)i want
no world(for beautiful you are my world,my true)
and it’s you are whatever a moon has always meant
and whatever a sun will always sing is you
here is the deepest secret nobody knows
(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud
and the sky of the sky of a tree called life;which grows
higher than the soul can hope or mind can hide)
and this is the wonder that’s keeping the stars apart
i carry your heart(i carry it in my heart)
Way more than bacon. :*