last friday, dunhill launched its "the perfectionists series" with an exclusive "beach party" at a private residence in south forbes park. when you received the invite, you were supposed to RSVP to make sure you were on the guest list. the entrance was so strict that even the likes of borgy manotoc were not let in because his name was not on the list! but because he's borgy, a few calls here and there solved that potential drama. the bouncers even asked us to surrender any cigarets we had in our purse, but we lied and said we don't smoke because it's luckies or nothing for us, sorry! invite said "9pm onwards, show begins at 10pm," which no one believed anyway because when we got there at about 10:30, no one was there yet, not even the organizers—losers! fifteen minutes later, there was a long queue outside, so who's the loser now? most people came in the required "beach luxe" attire—minis, tanks, bikini tops, strappy dresses, flip-flops and pekpek shorts (we just found out that's what they call those super-short shorts!)—and they were all appropriately dressed for the faux beach scene. we've been to this house before and where the lawn used to be was now covered in actual beach sand! how very shangri-la mactan!
and just before midnight, when we were all pissed (meaning drunk, not pissed), the swimsuit show began. swimsuits below by loungeri lux, cocotini, minx and U swim, but sorry we don't know which is which!