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What makes a boss? Join Cherry Claire C. Petiluna as she interviews one of Cebu’s newest sales and marketing teams and learns more about their kind of leadership.

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Sun.Star Weekend | Saturday , June 25, 20112CCHERRY ANN LIM Managing Editor, Special Pages and FeaturesJIGS ARQUIZA Editor CLINT HOLTON P. POTESTAS Writer

RALPH RHODDEN C. CAVERO Graphic Designer

NO, she is not at all what you think she is.

“I am a cool boss” was her simple, somewhat bragging yet still humble, introduction of herself. Not to misinterpret the bragging part, because if it is anything, it surely is not unreasonable to claim that. And she has every right, in every respect, to be proud of her down-to-earth upbringing and her achievements.

She is Karla Kintanar-Fernandez, the daughter of former Cebu City councilor Vicente “June” Kintanar and Lee Boholst, so that it came as expected for her to say “I want to keep my maiden name” as proof of her modest pride for her prominent blood, just as she is equally proud of being Mrs. Ramon “El Presidente” Fernandez, a living Philippine basketball legend.

This typically levelheaded boss finished Business Administration at University of San Carlos. If you ask her when, she would most probably just enjoy leaving you to deeply speculate about it. Back then, she “did not get to wear the (USC) uniform for a long time” mainly because at such an early age she had already been a career student. Sounds like she was really keyed up on the deal.

It is no wonder how she possesses such an unmistakably very good grasp of business, as much as it absolutely comes to no surprise that she has evidently mastered the art of being the “cool boss”. After all, experience has always been the best teacher.

“We prefer calling ourselves a team rather than just a department” was how the new J Centre Marketing Team describes itself. And they are all itching to individually qualify their cool boss.

She is the “teacher, coach

and mentor” as referred to by Sonny James Pollescas, Senior Marketing Officer. He amiably

added that she is “too young to be a consultant”; as she is the PR and

Marketing Consultant for Everjust Realty Corporation/J Centre, she

might just set the new standards for consultancy posts.

She excels in both professional, when she always points out that “work is work”,

and personal levels, in a way that “despite her success and wealth, she is very generous in

financial aspects and her knowledge” as known by Donna Armecin, Assistant Marketing Officer. As they put it,

Sonny usually has to act as the neutralizer in tandem with Karla’s “too much generosity” on occasion, to keep things in balance. Karla simply

uttered a “just so happy to share what I know” answer with a hint of including what she has as well.

She is “the perfect example” as officially declared by Janeth Asayas, Marketing

Officer. Janeth added that her boss is “very highly competent,” making it seem like she is even beyond the standards of competence and perfection, with all things put together. Karla, in response, asserts that it only makes her “happy when someone remembers a line” that she says “and uses it somewhere else” giving her the satisfaction of being a pretty fine role model.

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Do your research. First, know what cosplay is. Have an epic speech prepared when your mother asks why you took out the dusty sewing machine from the cabinet and why you came from the mall with bags of cloth. Basically, cosplay is short for “costume play.” Good ol’ Wikipedia says it “is a type of performance art in which participants don costumes and accessories to represent a specific character or idea. Characters are often drawn from popular fiction in Japan, but recent trends have included American cartoons and Sci-Fi.” Here in the Philippines, since the emergence of the K-Pop scene, some cosplayers also want to dress like their favorite artists or bands.

Do more research. Here you must know more (if possible, everything!) about the character you want to portray. What are the peculiarities specific to him/her? Perhaps a dagger on his belt, a scar on his cheek… whatever it is, keep it mind and make sure you replicate it.

Spend wisely. People (mostly parents) often complain that cosplay is a pricey hobby. That isn’t always the case. Try looking in your grandma’s closet for vintage goodies that might work well for your desired attire. If you’re feeling adventurous, thrift shops downtown may even have what you’re looking for. Or if you know someone who knows someone who has a pink vest with boa feathers, borrow it. If you’re only going to wear it once, these less expensive alternatives will work just fine.

It’s not all about the outfit. Don’t get ahead of yourself though; your pretty costume, your wig, and your props will only benefit you up to a certain extent. As what was mentioned in #2, cosplay is a performance art. Yes, cosplay involves a little acting. Now if you did your research well, you would know what your character’s quirky traits are. Internalize them. Be in character especially if you’re joining a competition.

Enjoy! The cosplay crowd is typically a happy and fun-loving bunch. The easiest way to blend in and mingle is to show them that you’re truly enjoying the hobby just like them.

This list can go on and on. Ask seasoned cosplayers everywhere and you will realize there is so much more to learn about the art of cosplay. However, these should do for now. Have your costume ready, get in the mood of your character, and you’re good to go!

She is “very personal” and “very friendly” to everyone, even to her subordinates, as viewed by Catherine Mier, Assistant Marketing Officer. She further boasted that “she can work well under pressure” so that Karla promptly explained herself saying “there is no point in stressing out (because) nothing will happen.” That is essentially just being her practical seasoned self.

She makes sure “motivated mi as a team” was the insight Dave Barbatbate, Graphic Artist, shared about his boss. No matter how brief and simple those words were, nevertheless, they held much more meaning past their context. And all Karla could afford was a “very surprised” mumble to learn how much the group appreciated her.

Admiration is earned when one knows how to treat people with dignity. That is probably the reason why Karla makes it a point that when she “reprimands, it would be in a way that when they get home they will have more respect” for her. After all, respect paves the way for all other virtues, does it not?

Now, as they say, a team is not a team with just

a single person working on things. This is what Karla wants to put emphasis on. That everything is actually not just about her being the ‘cool boss’ but that the attitude of the whole team affects the outcome of any project.

“I like it because they are all young” was how Karla described her team. This group, as she puts it, is a “perfect mix” where “each member has his or her own strength” so that the “delegation of tasks won’t be a problem”. She added jokingly that “mamili jud ko ug gwapa (I always chose the beautiful ones)” pertaining to the young ladies who are actually all fresh graduates, albeit she is fully confident that “they are all willing to accept things in terms of improving their skills” while she clarifies that she takes the circumstances not with “fear but more of a challenge” because she sees a lot of potential in them.

Karla is “very excited because they share the same excitement” as she had while announcing the soft opening of JMall sometime in September, and a grand launching in November. I could not say anything more that could be enough to express the group’s thrill.

Hearing the words they had for each other, it would not be difficult to envision all of them work their way to great success. As the saying goes, in my own rendition, love your job, your mates and your boss and you would not ever have to work a single day in your life again. Trust them, it works!

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Fun & Easy Cosplayby Fiona Patricia S. Escandor

Over the last couple of months, Cebu has seen a rise in the number of cosplay events. Perhaps it is safe to suggest that nearly every mall, park, and recreational area in the city have been, at one point, used as a venue for these colorful festivities. Give them a stage and a space big enough for them to do the Haruhi Dance and rest assured cosplayers will transform the area into one lively party place—where they can take pictures, talk about their shared interests (Usually about Anime/Kpop), stalk their cosplayer crushes, and basically just have a blast!

In fact, you should try it sometime. Now before you shake your head from left to right, feeling appalled that I would even suggest it to you, you whose only idea of cosplay involves “kids” running around the mall in costumes… think about it, one afternoon of pretending to be your childhood superhero with the cape, the sword, the headgear? Surely you wanted to do that when you were five.

Now after debating with your senses on whether you should give it a try or not, here’s a list of how you can go about your first cosplay stint.

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Remember when big, summer blockbusters were fun – when they

were a light, clever and enter-taining escape?

That notion apparently eluded the makers of “Green Lantern,” a joyless amalgamation of expository dialogue and special effects that aren’t especially special.

Even Ryan Reynolds, with his sparkling charisma and chiseled body, can’t make this thing interesting. Then again, he doesn’t have much to work with. He’s essentially called upon to make some flippant comments to reflect how shallow and self-absorbed his character is, then once he gets his superhero makeover, he flies around in a skintight green suit and zaps stuff with his ring.

The script, credited to four screenwriters and inspired by the DC Comics series, does little to flesh him out beyond some clichéd daddy issues and a fear of death that prompts him to run from commitment. Reynolds’ Hal Jordan is a brash, cocky test pilot; and “Green Lantern” plays like “Top Gun” with magical jewelry.

But “magical” would be the last word you’d use to describe the look of the film, which is available in 2-D and (naturally) 3-D. As usual, the third dimension is needless and merely makes the trippy, sci-fi environs look murky; you never get the sensation that you could reach out and touch Reynolds’ abs, which are on display early and often. All the CGI at director Martin Campbell’s disposal can’t give this movie life, which just goes to show how crucial strong writing is. Campbell’s filmography is hit-and-miss, but he’s made one of the best James Bond movies in a while, “Casino Royale,” the captivating debut of Daniel Craig in the iconic role.

Reynolds has his own brand of alluring screen presence, which he puts to best use – ironically – during the brief time before he becomes a superhero. When a spaceship crash lands one day, the alien inside bequeaths his ring – and membership in an intergalactic peacekeeping force known as the Green Lantern Corps – to the reluctant Hal. Hal doesn’t even take his day job all that seriously, where the gorgeous Carol Ferris (Blake Lively), his ex-fling, is now his boss. (Lively, by the way, is asked to do little more than look pretty in peril in a series of naughty-secretary get-ups. Her performance in “The Town” proved she’s got much more in her.)

Also touched by this alien presence, albeit in a negative way, is Hal’s longtime nemesis: the nerdy and bitter Hector (Peter Sarsgaard), whose senator father (Tim Robbins) views him as a disappointment. Sarsgaard always makes unexpected choices in his performances, and the weird, dark places he takes the character provide “Green Lantern” with its few intriguing moments.

Still, Hal must undergo the obligatory training montage to learn how to harness his new-found power. The ring allows him to create whatever he can envision in his mind, which would theoretically provide a great opportunity to inject some imagination into this otherwise dull film. But the stuff Hal constructs is pretty lame, which only highlights how idiotic the mythology of “Green Lantern” truly is.

He better get his act together, though. Even though Hal’s the only human the corps has ever had, he’s also the only one who can stop a dastardly force in the universe known as the Parallax, to the dismay of the corps’ suspicious leader, Sinestro (Mark Strong). He’s right, this doesn’t make any sense – but then again, the Parallax looks like a giant, evil piece of calamari, and that doesn’t make much sense, either. (AP)

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It makes sense that Seasick Steve would align himself in a partnership with kindred spirit Jack White’s Third Man Records for the release of his new album, “You Can’t Teach an Old Dog New Tricks.”

Steve Wold, a self-described “song and dance man,” is an American expatriate who has broken through in England and Europe, but doesn’t have much of a presence in the United States. Yet.

That should change with the Third Man partnership, which has a built-in audience for his deep, gritty form of blues that’s both familiar and all his own. And there’s so much to like: He makes his own instruments, creating a unique tone and sound that helps him rise above sometimes familiar themes. He employs a strong sense of mood that easily moves from world weary to party hardy. He carries the kind of backstory that would have the ring of myth-building if most of it weren’t true. Oh, and he’s got former Led Zeppelin bassist John Paul Jones along for the ride.

“Old Dog” is Steve’s fifth album

and it seems mostly concerned with the passage of time.

Steve opens the album with a barely audible worn-down sigh at the start of the melancholy “Treasures.” It’s the kind of sound that might emanate from an older man who’s been burning the years without much to show for it. Over a strummed guitar and lonely banjo line he sings of how death will strip away everything you’ve built over time.

In the rockin’ title song he muses “Maybe there’s a few things I need to fix/Can you teach an old dog new tricks.”

He wonders at the miracle of love in “Don’t Know Why She Loves Me But She Do,” promotes the dark wonders of “my happy golden drink” on “Whiskey Ballad” and vows not to waste any more time now that he’s found the love of his life in the simple and moving “Under a Blue and Cloudless Sky.”

This is no album full of ruminative dirges, though. Seasick Steve rocks. Hopefully, fans in his home country will take notice.

Seasick Steve, “You Can’t Teach an Old Dog New Tricks” (Third Man Records)

CHECK THIS TRACK OUT: The rockers on “Old Dog” are a blast and the obvious choice here, but we’re going to go with “What a Way To Go,” a warning against the square life of working yourself to death while seeking the “promised land” of swimming pools, retirement. It’s a simple blues shout that serves as something of a mission statement and warning.

The TripTwo dry wits chow down meals and

chew the fat as they traverse the English countryside. This is not a pitch that would cut it in Hollywood, but thankfully, director Michael Winterbottom never much thinks about what Hollywood wants. Winterbottom’s “The Trip” mostly delights as the filmmaker follows Steve Coogan and Rob Brydon on a trek to review half a dozen restaurants. It’s a continuation of the riffing Coogan and Brydon did on their real personas in Winterbottom’s “Tristram Shandy: A Cock and Bull Story” as the two friends prattle, trade insults, do hilarious impersonations and generally try to one-up each other. The result is occasionally repetitive and borders on tiresome now and then. Yet Coogan and Brydon, building their performances largely through improvisation, have such rapport that it’s easy to digest their brand of affectionate chatter laced with mildly mean-spirited ribbing. (AP)

SubmarineOn the surface, “Submarine” is not like

anyone’s real-life coming-of-age, loss-of-virginity, first-love kind of experience. It’s too clever, too mature, the characters are too self-aware to really reflect the bumbling trial-and-error approach through which most of us satisfy our early romantic yearnings. Yet first-time director Richard Ayoade’s film is a joy to watch, a story that stirs up nostalgic longing for a time we willingly traded away our innocence, even if our own experiences were so much more prosaic than the literate fantasy world of Oliver Tate. Adapted from Joe Dunthorne’s novel, “Submarine” stars Craig Roberts as 15-year-old Oliver, an awkward, lyrical Welsh youth with two priorities: securing his own first sexual encounter and putting some spark back into his dowdy parents’ marriage. Oliver casts his eye on classmate Jordana Bevan (Yasmin Paige), a self-possessed rebel who suffers bouts of eczema and likes to set small fires. What begins as a romance of convenience for both turns into a sweet, touching tale of young love, with very authentic interludes of blissful obsession and abrupt disregard that really capture a sense of the fickleness of teen relations. (AP)

AFTER over a year of intense production, alternative rockers Bethany will finally release their much-anticipated debut album—here first at their hometown—Cebu.

The event dubbed, “Bethany presents: Fantasy Fool—The Album Launch,” will start 9 p.m. at The Outpost Restobar in Lahug, on July 2. Limited copies of the album Fantasy Fool, which will be sold at the event, features 10 tracks of original material written and recorded by the artists. The entire record is produced by Brian Sacro and Luis Quibranza III, and co-produced by the rest of the band. Bethany is an alternative rock band formed by siblings Luis, Angelo and Paolo Quibranza, joined by their mutual friend, Jan Osbert Dela Cerna. Join the group during this one night of celebration and some good old rock and roll. The event will also feature favorite local acts such as Foc Fashion, Rescue A Hero, and March The Sky.

The show is produced by the following partners: Yellow Room Concepts, The Outpost, Sound Balloon, Kalye Musika, 1318 Recording and Mixing Studio, Radical Ads, and Sonicboom Philippines. (CONTRIBUTED FOTOS)

Alternative rockers release debut album

By his early thirties, Paul Allen was a world-famous billionaire-and that was just the beginning. In 2007 and 2008, Time named Paul Allen, the cofounder of Microsoft, one of the hundred most influential people in the world. Since he made his fortune, his impact has been felt in science, technology, business, medicine, sports, music, and philanthropy. His passion, curiosity, and intellectual rigor-combined with the resources to launch and support new initiatives-have literally changed the world. In 2009 Allen discovered that he had lymphoma, lending urgency to his desire to share his story for the first time. In this long-awaited memoir, Allen explains how he has solved problems, what he’s learned from his many endeavors-both the triumphs and the failures-and his compelling vision for the future. He reflects candidly on an extraordinary life. The book also features previously untold stories about everything from the true origins of Microsoft to Allen’s role in the dawn of private space travel (with SpaceShipOne) and in discoveries at the frontiers of brain science. With honesty, humor, and insight, Allen tells the story of a life of ideas made real.

by Allen, Paul

Idea Man: A Memoir by the Co-founder of Microsoft

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Not so much on which are myths and which are facts. But inasmuch as she takes symbols and actualities seriously, Meringue seasons them with a few grains of salt.

She goes to where the flavor is. She despises no dish and celebrates every cuisine, yet you don’t spot her in parties because of a profound habit of licking the platter clean. Like you or almost everyone else, she doesn’t down just about anything.

She’s rejected exclusivity and elitism. If some recipe would have them as necessary ingredients, she’s committed to trash that rubbish. As she says, for one to claim that precision, accuracy, and completeness is his or hers alone is like forcing down throats the poison tablet that garnishes its real name that reads, “swallow hook, line, and ocean.”

It’s non-debatable, for crying out loud. No room should be given to monopoly. It destroys and makes itself manifest on its masters and subjects more deeply than the spontaneous skin reaction to a crustacean dinner that spoils the romantic date by the shore under the stars. Because to monopolize is to enslave. And to enslave is to disempower. Hail to the wise one who said

that absolute power corrupts absolutely.True enough, this is monopoly’s face. In business, it

hikes prices ever so convulsively. In politics, it creates desperate starved leeches out of them who prepared and offered themselves to be statesmen. In education, it blurs instructors to set aside their competence to preserve the students’ ignorance. In religion, it compels the leaders to hold their flock in guilt and obligation.

What servings indeed. And how we are addicted to dehumanizing helpings. How we willingly swallow stale and musty meals while we project to a worldwide audience the delight and appreciation of being served the meals deemed fit for the selfless statesman or the sagacious saint. More than just a bitter pill to swallow, is it not?

No true chefs nor connoisseurs would merely cater themselves nor their diners the salt, sugar, and fat of hedonistic and nihilistic pleasures. Why then should we go for blind taste tests and loyalties when we can survey all directions, scan all environments, and examine all angles? Why content ourselves with the propaganda of card-stacked sights and utterances

when we can taste and see for ourselves?Thanks, Meringue. Some restaurateurs and bar hosts

are no more than self-proclaimed culinary cognoscenti. We have to read the cookbooks, watch what goes on in the kitchen, and stay and keep vigil if necessary.

No more of the illusory, please. The place of the doctrines of we’re-right-you’re-wrong, we’re-laudable-you’re-lousy, and we’re-whole-you’re-broken is down under—that place where the flushed go.

In our attempt to make sense of what is around us, it is delectable as it is entertaining to write stories and songs, but though myths are enduring, they have a shelf life.

It would not hurt to ask and dig. True, Meringue. Of research, the fruit is reorientation, of experiment, discovery, of study, enlightenment, and of introspection, realization. Paradigm shifts are not necessarily consequent to impairment of vision and dysfunctional taste buds.

Wouldn’t it be healthy to obey not without thought and serve not without dignity? Which would we rather take, a lavish dinner in the dark or modest meal in the light? Which would give a most pleasant aftertaste?

Into the motives of mandated mono menus(Remembering Meringue on Rizal @ 150)by Desiree L. Balota

I used to think of it as the most glorious moment of my teenage life. It signified freedom and some kind of maturity. And of course, let’s not forget the bragging rights that came along with it. To my seventeen-year-old self, the day I got my driver’s license felt like a rite of passage to adulthood. What a surprise it was when a year later there were times I regretted acquiring that hard-to-get, powerful piece of plastic.

Cebu traffic really isn’t that bad. If the universe is on your side (i.e. all lights are green), chances are, you would reach your destination in 20-30 minutes. Fifteen if you’re really lucky. But of course, there’s rush hour-- yuppies hurrying to get to their workplaces, parents speeding up so as not to get their kiddies late for homeroom— it’s the first hurdle of your day and already you kinda want to stab someone.

When you’re running late, everyone else seems to be the opposite. You would feel they’re moving at a pace 10x slower than usual. For instance, say you’ve been stuck in the same spot for about three minutes, but to you, it’d feel like you’ve been there for thirty.

Then there are the inconsiderate vehicles that stop in the middle of the road. Here is where you release

all that road rage you’ve been bottling up and you just press the horn without shame. It makes you feel slightly better, you now have someone to curse at and blame. (Careful though! I’ve done this once, without realizing that the vehicle in front of me was actually unloading aging passengers. I still feel the guilt up to now. Sorry!)

… And so you’ve finally reached your destination. Good for you if you have a parking slot reserved. Otherwise, you have to go look for one. You drive at a speed of 10k/ph and like a hawk, you eye for any outgoing vehicles. You don’t want to park two blocks away so you make a couple of turns until you find an empty spot near your destination. Then when you finally see it, it’s as if rays from the heavens brighten it and there are cherubs in the background singing Hallelujah. You feel like screaming “MINE!” and you quickly position your car to park.

The one thing I wish someone told me years ago is that always have a budget prepared for parking fees. You might consider it as a petty daily expense, but if you add it all up, it actually burns a big hole in your pocket. Sure, it’s about fifteen to twenty Pesos, some charge it per entry, others per hour… plus there’s the

tip for the parking aides. It’ll only be a few days later you’ll ask yourself, “Where did all my money go?” Sneaky little things, parking fees are.

The last part of the essay is especially reserved for the most frustrating kinds of drivers ever: Backseat drivers. The LTO ought to provide licenses for these drivers; after all, these people are pretty convinced they know everything. They tell you what to do, where to pass, where to turn, and occasionally give a bloodcurdling scream when they think you’re going too fast. They’re not always loud and haughty, some backseat drivers don’t even realize they’re one. Oh dear. Their suggestions are very bothersome; you consider offering the wheel to them. But then you think about your safety and so you just quietly bear with it until you arrive where you’re heading.

You should consider taking public transport sometimes. It saves you from a bit of hassle and from shelling out extra money for gas and parking fees. All you have to do is just ride along, wait to arrive, and knock on the jeepney’s ceiling or say “Para” to indicate that you want to go down. Leave the honking and cursing to others. This will do wonders for your mood for the rest of the day. (Fiona Patricia S. Escandor)

Driving Without Stabbing Someone wheels

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Conflictsby Maeren Marie Sanoria

he was a man of changegreying with it actuallybut as it,he always, alwaysdye his hairwhatever color thatspurs the moment

she was a woman of traditionsmelling of it naturallyas it is,every, everyinch of her bodywhichever of the smoke or fluid perfect for the timing

she serves himhe rules hershe dyes his hairhe eats her cooking her hands are stainedhis breath is perfumed

but those colors will run clear as thesmell of her remainsand he can always brush his teeth whiledisplaying his colored hair

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Back to school moviesIt’s back to school for a lot of students this month, and to get you in the mood for academia, here are some

movies you might want to watch.

Back to SchoolSelf-made clothing

tycoon Thornton Melon, played by Rodney Dangerfield, joins his son in college to prove that education is the means to success.

All the Harry Potter MoviesGoing to school to learn magic? How cool is that?

Obviously, you can’t learn the kind of magic taught at Hogwarts in your school, but there are different kinds of magic at your school: the magic of learning new things, and the magic of falling in love, which a lot of the characters in the Harry Potter movies go through.

Never Been Kissed

Drew Barrymore plays newspaper editor Josie Geller goes undercover as a high school student and falls in love with her teacher.

School of RockRocker Jack Black poses as a teacher

at a private school and teaches preppies to rock out. Kind of like a “Dead Poets Society” for the new millennium, with a rock and roll soundtrack.

Dead Poets SocietyPreppies get inspired by a non-conformist

professor who teaches them how to seize the day. Starring Robin Williams and Ethan Hawke.

Fast Times at Ridgemont High

There was only one reason why this movie was the favorite of male teenagers back in the eighties. Three words: Phoebe Cates topless.

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Hundreds flocked to The Penthouse last Saturday, June 18 to party at perhaps the year’s most-anticipated event, the return of internationally-acclaimed female disc jockey Miss Nine. As early as 10:00 p.m., the popular club was already almost full, with clubgoers getting their grooves on.

At roughly 12:00 midnight, Miss Nine made her appearance, wacing to the crowd and exchanging pleasantries with the people near her. After giving several interviews with a couple of local television crews, she took her place at the DJ’s booth.

Playing track after track of progressive house music, Miss Nine kept the Cebuanos’ adrenalin pumping all the way to the wee hours of the morning.

One hot night!

DJ Miss Nine

David Lim

Hanz Codilla with Kim Maitland-Smith

Kling-Kling Lao-Osmena and Vincent Osmena Omar and Frank Briones

Charlene Go and Jickie UrayaMarco Protacio, Alexis Yap and Candice Kahler Drew Sarmiento with Roselle Reyes

Alexis Yap, Anton Tautjo, Elgee Tampus and Harry Seno

Loise Tan and Patrick Rizarri

Mikaela and Divine Maitland-Smith