GUEST POST : The Fighter in Pink, What’s Your Brand?

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Being in the industry I am currently working for, encourages me to look at things (and people) as a brand. I learned to understand how important it is to have that one unique identity that would set you apart from the rest of the products within your market. That being said, I eventually figured out what kind of brand I am. I want to believe that I am ” that kid from the highlands”. Someone who is able to walk in the urban jungle without forgetting his provincial roots. That is basically who I am…

But this entry is not really about me. This is about a person whom I want to call as the “Fighter in Pink”. That’s her brand, I think…..

Every brand identity must have a strong persona backed-up by a relatable story others can view as part of their own.  The “Fighter in Pink” definitely got it. Let me tell you who she is!

A fighter in pink is not afraid to cry. But…….

Yes! everyone has the right to cry whenever they want. To be honest, this fighter in pink cries a lot. She got hurt, she stumbled,she crashed through roadblocks and passed through humps. (literally and figuratively). But after all those cringe – worthy moments, she was able to step out of her room and face  the world again, even when a tear is still trapped in her eyes. She can’t be perfect; she will never be. Even when the rest of the world wants her to be one, she just doesn’t care because what she can do is to work with her imperfections.

The fighter in pink knows when to be a biatch, and….

Let us give the  word “biatch” a good meaning here,friends! Let me just clear that she is not your ‘war – craving, mean – slapping girl’ you hated. She is a biatch when the time calls for it. She would just not let anyone ruin what she is trying to build for herself and for the people she cares for. What sets her a part from all the biatches around? She won’t do it in stilettos; she will fight wearing her good old ballet flats.

The fighter in pink knows speed, but she still have to learn timing.

Literally, she grew up in an environment where speed matters a lot. It’s just in her blood. She wants accuracy and speed with all the things she is working on. She is driven; she is fueled by passion. But sometimes, she misses the mark because of wrong timing. But the ‘fighter in pink’ within her would once again say, “Who cares?” She will go back to the road again, start the engine, boost up to 5th gear and just go on.

The fighter in pink uses love as her strength, and so thus her weakness.

This woman might kill me if I go in this territory. Really, she will kill me! haha.

Or what if I’ll just kill her hoping that she’ll be resurrected with a clear heart and mind? But seriously, this is about her heart as a young mom who is still learning her way through motherhood. She left the woman she pictured her to be for that one special role she wholeheartedly accepted. She tried a different road; a road she never imagined she will take. But there she is, still owning the wheel.

The Fighter in pink is my cousin, the bright owner of this blog. I knew her all my life. We grew up almost together. We played the same games (go figure haha), shared the same piece of pandesal. We’ve been through a lot of roadtrips and coffee breaks. Just because we don’t have a choice. After all, we are cousins. 

So she just reminded me that this blog is for the young moms just like her. After this, I hope that all of you get to learn the importance of balance. Both my brand and her brand do have this. Every mom should never forget that they are still individuals. Part of loving your families is loving yourselves, moms! You have your sides, your choices and your goals. You have your failures and heartbreaks. Just learn to find the right mix of these and I am quite sure you can find your own brand. Remember that you should not aim to be complete, aim to have layers instead 🙂


And here are my thoughts upon reading the post.

BA’s thoughts: 

Am I going to post this? Am I not promoting myself too much? But then I thought, shouldn’t I be promoting myself? *Just Kidding* Besides, as I have said – THIS ISN’T SPONSORED! 🙂

Am I really a fighter in pink? Fighter is definitely what suits me. I have been battling depression, self – insecurities and a whole lot more for the past years. I can’t say I am fully healed, but every time I wake up, I know I am better than yesterday. 

And then PINK.

Is pink even my favorite color? HELL NO!  But I guess, when you look at PINK in a grander context, the hue screams femininity. That shade is my balance to prevent myself from diving into an all out war – ruthless and bloody. This color calms my nerves and reminds me that I am a woman, more importantly –  a Mother and that I will keep on fighting not just for myself, but I will keep on protecting the fortress I am still building for my children.

So I asked myself again, am I a fighter in pink?

I couldn’t agree more. 

About the Guest Writer : 

Charlie Hernando
Charlie Hernando describes himself as the ‘Prince of his own kingdom,warrior of his chosen battle’.  He is about to start up his own blog soon.



Over Empanada, Okoy, Burgers and Hell-ish Stories – My Key Takeaways from Our North Adventure (Last Part)

Cheese and Rice. This is an overdue post but let me explain.

I actually have a draft, but then I got sick for the whole week, and then the laptop that I was using suddenly crashed the next. Whew! What crazy weeks I had. I am yet to retrieve the files but that might take up another week so I’m making a new one. Sounds good? Great. Let me start.

If you haven’t read the first and second part, please click the links.

As I have said, this would be the last part of our North Adventure.

We got so tired that we woke up late. Lucky for us, we were still able to avail the breakfast. You can say, we had a brunch. It was ok, but it wasn’t as good as our dinner! Fair enough. After all, I wouldn’t want to fill my stomach so much because well, we’ve got miles to cover for the day – literally.

After our breakfast, we decided to head back to Vigan for a simple reason – to try out their empanada and okoy. It was a good choice by the way.

Authentic Vigan Empanada and Okoy.
Authentic Vigan Empanada and Okoy.

And then what?

Oh gosh! What now? We were running out of ideas, seriously. Maybe we were just too tired to think or the heat of the sun exhausted our thoughts. I wouldn’t know. But then we went to Baluarte. I’m not much of a zoo – fan, but what’s there to lose?

Quick flash back. I went there a decade ago and was privileged to see the interior of the massive house at the top. My dad even had a close encounter with the tigers. When I say close encounter, I meant exactly that.  

I wasn’t really impressed, but the ice cream made up for it. After finishing the cold treat, it was time for us to leave. But of course, a little ‘pasalubong’ shopping wouldn’t hurt. We had a quick stopover at Marsha’s Delicacies and realized, the money spent for bagnet and bibingka was more expensive than the cost of our trip. 🙂  Oh and by the way, Kuya Regan was still with us. Our friend turned local tour guide is highly recommended. BWAHAHAHA

On our way home.
On our way home.


On our way home, we had our dinner at Surf Shack La Union. Oh holy bread crumble! We ate like there was no tomorrow. It wasn’t intentional. We were caught off guard and was in shock seeing their food servings. ANG LAKI!

Massive serving!
Massive serving!


Anyway, we tried to wake up our senses on the road by telling scary stories. But we had to stop after a few. You know the feeling that someone is watching you and ‘gulp’ any moment would pop right in front of your car? That was what I felt. And well, Cha felt the same so we opted to talk about positive things.



Our last stop was at Starbucks in NLEX. Cha and I, being the older ladies in the group, gave few lessons in life to Carie and Honey. Specifically about work – life balance and happiness. Not that Cha and I are expert on this. But you know, we’ve been through a lot and I can say we have the license. Don’t get me wrong. I learned a lot from the young ladies too. But let’s just summarize the learnings at the end of this post.  Again and again, it was a meaningful conversation.

And as we had our last gulps of fattening beverages, it marked the beginning of a real friendship.


Cha and I work from home, Regan works for the family business, while Carie and Honey work in the confinements of an office. And as much as we are all similar in some ways, we still have different views about values, happiness and how to take up life’s challenges.

Key Takeaways from Honey

This brainy girl knows things from ‘aardvark to zucchini’. She is our walking encyclopedia. But that’s not really what made her likable. Apart from being very smart, she is a very responsible sister to her younger brother. Well, you all know I’m a young mom, right? But I never thought that Honey is acting like one too – and started it even while she was still in school. To my surprise, she is handling it pretty well. In fact, better than I do. And I am definitely inspired.

Key Takeaways from Carie

I have worked with Carie for almost 2 years and I must say, she’s a workaholic.I treat her like my little sister who, at times, acts like the older one. If you want to know my deepest darkest secrets, you can just torture her (haha). But what I like about Carie is her dedication. Man oh man. She carries her work at home – on a weekend. Aside from that, Carie’s self – control is just amazing! That’s something that I am still learning. Maybe I should get tips from her, right? She’s very responsible and I am sure to see a very bright future ahead of her.

Key Takeaways from Cha

The only married lady from the group. What I like about Cha is her stubbornness. Or maybe it’s a trait youngest children have, right? (haha) Actually, it’s not really stubborn. It’s more like, knowing what you want and sticking to it – regardless if other people say NO. Her stories from the past inspired me so much. She had her share of heartaches, trips and bruises along the way, but she managed to stand up – gracefully I might add. Her insights about choosing lifelong partners made a ‘mark’ too. Her maturity is just beyond our years. And her kikayness is contagious. She’s the perfect epitome of ‘Bawal malosyang’!  Ok Cha, I will put on some colors from now on.

Key Takeaways from Regan

Back in college, it was rare that I would talk to Kuya Regan. His ‘hiphop’ look was quite intimidating *laughs*. Well, I don’t think we even talked before, right? So it came as a surprise when he started talking about ‘love’ during our booze session. I said to myself, “He made sense”. I honestly thought I couldn’t get anything from a rich kid who has everything in life. To date, we still haven’t figured out his real age. But I bet he looks younger than the numbers because of his positive attitude – which I need to be consistent at.

So ok? It’s not a bad idea to invite friends from different groups. I would actually recommend it to everyone. You’d be surprised how they get along. We might do it again, but please girls, no more white ladies and freaky stories on the road.


And after a couple of weeks, I was invited to hold a training for a rural bank. It was so much fun and I’d write about it soon.