Ambra Gutierrez spent last Christmas at an orphanage in Antipolo, a humble town east of Manila, the Philippines.
She went to a local store to buy toys and clothes for a group of orphans who used to live on the streets. One of them was Paupau, an 8-year-old girl suffering from severe epilepsy. When Gutierrez arrived at the orphanage, Paupau affectionately called her “Ate,” or “big sister” in Tagalog. Gutierrez gave Paupau a pink dress, and Paupau gave her a smile of gratitude.
The Philippines, which was dubbed the “sick man of Asia” during the ’90s because of its sluggish economy and political corruption, is undergoing a resurgence. Thanks to a steady stream of foreign investment, dollars sent home by overseas workers and an increase in infrastructure projects, the World Bank recently reported that the Philippines is one of the best-performing economies in Asia. Manila has also seen a cultural renaissance — trendy restaurants, galleries and nightspots have opened up that cater to a growing urban middle class who crave western luxuries. But the country’s large income inequality remains: brand-new condominiums occupied by the ultra-wealthy stand alongside crammed shanties filled with squatters.
Move over, Lucy — the new “doctor” is in.
Over the past nine Sundays, Ciro Ortiz, a 4-foot-8 Bushwick sixth-grader, has been counseling anxious Brooklynites at the Bedford L train stop. For $2 a pop, he offers five-minute “emotional advice” sessions. His office hours are noon to 2 p.m.
Thanks to her nearly 8 million followers on Instagram, this curvy bikini babe is making bank.
Abigail Ratchford, 25, has come a long way from her days juggling three jobs as a paralegal, secretary and bartender — and earning less than $600 a week — in her hometown of Scranton, Pa.
When Anna Pesce was visiting her children in Wagener, SC, in November 2014, the then-85-year-old Orangeburg, NY, native almost collapsed trying to climb a set of stairs.
“I had this horrible pain shooting up my back,” Pesce tells The Post. “I had to be carried up the stairs and put into a wheelchair for the rest of my stay.”
Whether it's with friends, coworkers or a promising date, picking a crowd-pleasing tune out of a jukebox’s massive catalog isn't always an easy feat, so we reached out to Nicole Ponseca, entrepreneur and founder of NYC Filipino Fusion restaurants Maharlika and Jeepney, for some musical tips. During the weekends, you can find Ponseca DJing at both her popular gastropubs, which are regularly filled with hip, fashionable patrons neck-rolling and moving to the beat in between cocktails, so she knows a thing or two about throwing a fun-filled evening.
Even on a Friday night in the dog days of summer, when the who’s who of Manhattan has scurried to the Hamptons, the Blond lounge in Soho still attracts a well-heeled crowd.
“Our Uber helicopter to Montauk broke down so I guess we’re stuck here,” jokes a 20-year-old Ford model wearing an ASOS slip dress and Giuseppe Zanotti sandals. The 5-foot-10 blonde, who declined to give her name for professional reasons, saunters past the velvet rope, up the spiral staircase and into the dimly lit lounge stocked with middle-aged men, Ivy League grads and pretty young things.
Brooklyn resident Martina Paillant boasts a credit score above 800 and is seeking a mate who also has excellent credit.Photo: Photo by Jeffery A. Salter; Wynwood Kitchen & Bar in Miami. When it comes to love, Martina Paillant won’t settle for someone who has a credit score below 700. “I need a man who has his life together and can pay his bills,” the 22-year-old Canarsie, Brooklyn, resident tells The Post.
I was about to finish kindergarten at La Salle Green Hills, a Catholic boys school in Mandaluyong, a bustling city in the Philippines, when my mother told me that we'd be leaving our home of five years and moving to the states. Ever since his turn as a risk-taking fighter pilot in Top Gun, many Filipinos viewed Cruise as the quintessential American.
He's 6 feet tall barefoot, 6-feet-5 in his Jeffrey Campbell heels. He loves Lady Gaga and Andy Warhol and beautiful women who don't care about what other people think. He loves vodka. He takes it straight up, pursing his lips, keeping a composed face. It makes him feel as if he's made of plastic; it's reassuring.