Don't Cha

We had our annual bankwide Christmas party last night and it was so awesome! The venue was really tight but ‘twas alright. What made the night even more memorable was that our team (THE Red Team) won all the competitions! The fashion show, the Php 50,000 grand prize and the dance competition: all of which the first place were taken home by us.

I was especially proud of the dance we did. I was part of the team who seriously kicked ass on stage! Our dance number was a (very naughty) jazz rendition of the song “Don’t Cha” (Don’t cha wish your girlfriend was hot like me!) The whole crowd (not just the Red Team) was screaming so loud, it continously pumped adrenalin through my body all throughout the dance. We looked like hookers, man! (Read: fishnet stockings, booty shorts, metal chains, false eyelashes and scraps of cloth for tops. Beat that!) I saw all of our bosses (both male and female alike) hooting and cheering for us! It was great! Our team moved as one. Sabay sabay, pulidong-pulido yung moves namin! We were oozing sex appeal on stage. Hanep, promise!


Don't cha just wish your girlfriend looks hot like we do!


Oli, Jen and Moi


After we changed back