Let­ter from the Edi­tor

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B ecause I was born into a non- Catholic fam­ily, the Yule­tide magic is lost on me. I felt like I was (and in a way, still am) part of the mi­nor­ity left be­hind when ev­ery­one else joined the na­tional mi­gra­tion to­wards a par­tic­u­lar Christ­mas feel­ing by the third quar­ter of the year.

When the morn­ing TV shows an­nounced x num­ber of days un­til Dec. 25, I blinked and con­tin­ued eat­ing my break­fast. When the Christ­mas lights were up dur­ing early Oc­to­ber, I did not feel any­thing while gaz­ing at th­ese bright col­or­ful things. I re­ceived presents on New Year’s Day. On Dec. 25, our fam­ily would just stay up late and have a bet­ter-than- usual din­ner.

Even when my mother hap­pily caved in and put up Christ­mas dec­o­ra­tions in our Cavite home, where the houses of our neigh­bors in the sub­urb are far from each other and found in be­tween the carabao grass, I felt noth­ing. That said, good food, and the now- rounded cor­ners of the in­ter­net. In go­ing straight to the bot­tom line: com­fort. When the days get shorter, the nights get longer, and the fes­tiv­i­ties oc­cur more of­ten, I be­lieve that I’m par­tic­i­pat­ing in the hol­i­day spirit through the col­lec­tive pur­suit of ev­ery­thing that is com­fort­able.

Scout’s 29th is­sue is all about the pur­suit of com­fort celebrity friends for their fa­vorite com­fort food and headed to cool Baguio for a Twin Peaks- in­spired fash­ion ed­i­to­rial IV OF SPADES (p. 20) and Mel­low Fel­low (p. 32), two mu­si­cal (p. 6) and we asked col­lag­ists to com­plete a tableau that, for me, re­sem­bles com­fort. (p. 18) One thing that the idea of com­fort and Christ­mas have in com­mon is that both are best en­joyed with peo­ple you like. I’m glad that this is­sue is a prod­uct of col­lab­o­ra­tive ef­fort, and more im­por­tantly, a fun project for ev­ery­one in­volved.

That said, com­fort doesn’t nec­es­sar­ily equate to and get antsy. But there are some events, or ex­pe­ri­ences, or lit­tle mem­o­ries that catch you by sur­prise in a good way, and help you get back into a good mood.

my­self es­cort­ing our go- get­ter cover girl Gabbi Gar­cia (p. 34) to whether I should hug her or shake her hands, and she raises Uy, maram­ing sala­mat orb­skie!” She promptly en­ters the van ap­proach­ing the run­way.

“Sala­mat rin, lodi,” I say. We wave good bye to each other again, this time both of us smil­ing.

Me liv­ing life to the fullest in Baguio, circa 1999. We re­cently went up to shoot a Twin Peaksin­spired fash­ion ed­i­to­rial ( p. 42) for this is­sue.

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