What I wore for my Ninja School graduation.

Yours truly recently graduated from Ninja School after five years of involuntary servitude. This is what I wore for my graduation:

The restaurant waiter had his moments of vanity.

This photo was taken during lunch at a restaurant where we celebrated my freedom from Ninja School. 

Light pink button down shirt from GQ.

Black dress pants from Michel Andre.

Dark blue tie with little pink and white polka dot patterns.

Silver tie clip and a gold ring given by my mom as accessories.

Black  belt and black dress shoes (not in photo).

As a rule, I prefer wearing light button downs paired to accentuate the dark ties as seen here. I have yet to experiment with pattern against pattern with regards to the tie and the shirt.

I am proud to say that I have evolved from the pink-abhorring ignoramus that I once was. Nevertheless, I chose a lighter pink so as not to look gay. The brighter the pink the gayer it is, I think.

When it comes to accessories, the rule is that men's accessories such as tie clips and rings should not clash - gold with gold, silver with silver. However, sometimes rules have to be broken, like in this instance. I wore my gold ring as I consider them a valuable gift from my parents even though they clash with my silver tie clip. Rules bend for special reasons.

Notice that I am not wearing any watch. I was running a little late for the graduation program that's why I had to rush, completely forgetting about my time piece.

Don't I look boss?

PS: I borrowed the shades from my brother just for the look.

I Just Ninjaed Some Aigle Sneakers

Sorry for not updating recently. I have been busy trying to free myself from the insuperable burden of academic servitude. And after five, long and hard years, I will finally be able to graduate. Hooray. Furthermore, our little family spent our holy week vacationing in Boracay. 

This here photo is of me nilaynilaying in Boracay during the Holy Week in full Randy Santiago "You can't really see where my eyes are looking" mode.

But anyways, here's the update you all have been waiting for.

Recently, an ukay-ukay cropped up like a kabute in our peaceful neighborhood in Quezon City. Since we all love bargains, I decided to pay a visit to this enterprise.

Dealing with ukay-ukay is a double edged sword: sometimes you get great finds at incredible bargains, but oftentimes you end up with crap that wasn't worth the money you paid for.

As for my nice little visit to this particular joint, I ended up with this little gem:

When buying from ukay-ukay, there's always the thought that the previous owner might be lying  six feet deep somewhere.

I got for myself some high-cut gray/light blue and gray checkered Aigle sneakers in near perfect condition for a paltry sum of 800 pesos and a handjob. Isn't that a great deal or what?

Although I never heard about this brand before, this baby right here is a nice looking specimen for high-cut sneaks. I fell in love with high-cut sneakers ever since I started buying Chucks.

Speaking of Chucks, I think every man should own one. Chucks looks great with almost anything and everything. (NB: I want to insert an MSPainted picture of a guy wearing a bahag and Converse Chucks but I'm writing this one on such short notice that I have no time to ninjaedit some pictures). It's a staple. You could never go wrong with wearing one. It gives a certain "attitude" to the wearer.

Chucks paired with coat and tie to give a casual vibe to a wedding. Photo  copy-pasted from http://cdn.styleforum.net/b/bf/bf46d401_n556465633_3685623_1685.jpeg 

I previously owned a black canvas Chucks and a white leather one. I am actually planning to buy one (a black leather one) if I wasn't sidetracked by this little baby.


A few more shots of my new-found friend:

The light blue sole is a nice touch that adds to the certain pleasure  of the thought that it is the  last thing an asshole would see before you kick him in the face.

That's it for now. Hopefully I would still be able to update every once in a while. Adios.

Smelling Like Ninja Boy

We all know that by default most men prefer to smell like motor oil. Believe it or not, scientific studies show women are turned on (read: horny) when they smell a man's armpit[citation needed].  

My rocket scientist friends tell me that it's because of pheromones or some shit. So by choice, it's been weeks since I last put on a deodorant. 

Not pictured: Hot chicks getting horny.

Truth is, I've been using Old Spice High Endurance for years now. Although it's quite effective in suppressing that underarm odor that turns women on, it stains your undershirt in an unsightly, yellow stain. Plus, I shudder at the thought of God knows what chemicals have been accumulating in the crevices of my armpit.

Good thing that my bath soap, Dial For Men, makes the use of deodorants redundant. This may look like a shameless plug, but all through the years that I've been using this soap I noticed that my armpits don't smell like a chemical weapon even if I forget putting on a deodorant. I sweat a lot, so I know what I'm talking about.

Pictured: The author toiling like an oppressed peasant in order to feed his ten illegitimate children.

It is worth the try. Dial For Men is available in all men's section in Watson's in malls. Dial should pay me for endorsing their product.

WARNING: Shameless plugging just going into overdrive.

Anyways yesterday Santa came early in the form of a delivery guy giving me a package of CK Free. I recommend this to guys who want an "everyday" perfume. Something light smelling for the office and school on a day to day basis.

Those bemuscled fingers belongs to yours truly.

I promise to update this once I get to wear the scent daily, for further review. If I'm not lazy, that is.

One of my other *ehem* fragrance is Burberry for Men. 

A pessimist would say it's nearly empty. I would say it's nearly full - of air.

You can wear this for special occasions like dates (in Pasig City), going out with your friends to meet hot women who don't want to meet you, or funerals. However, the scent is quite "heavy." You'd appreciate it more when you start sweating several hours later from strenuous activity.

Pictured: An example of after several hours of strenuous activity.

One of the best scents for attracting chicks like they were children and you are the Pied Piper (I leave to your fertile imagination what your pipe should be, metaphorically speaking) is:

TA-DAAAN!

Bvlgari Aqva (I don't know why the company insists on this misspelling. Since when was the letter U replaced by V, anyway?) Pour Homme. The fancy-ass French spelling alone shows you this scent means business. It's round and it looks like a bomb, apparently in homage for the anticipated many rounds of explosion you will partake in when you wear this scent. It's even light enough for daily use.

This scent, I kid you not, is guaranteed to ensnare the ladies. Like other expensive perfumes, they smell better several hours after spraying, when it mixes with your sweat to form a potent combination of manly aroma - letting the ladies know that you're the Alpha Male amongst the pitiful  bunch of weaklings wearing Axe body spray or Aficionado.

Pictured: An artist's faithful rendering of a man who wore Bvlgari Aqva.

The Filler Post

Sorry, my millions of fans. I haven't been posting lately because I am busy with schoolwork. Anyways, I finally bought myself a brown leather shoe after an eternity of second thoughts and dilly-dallying. Promise, I will post it soon. For now, just be contented with this here photo:

No self-respecting man's blog does not contain b(o)(o)bies.

Shuriken! Until then.

Lazy Summer Sundays

Last Sunday I went out to finally buy contact lenses after years of wearing glasses that make me look nerdy. It was still February, but one could already feel the onset of summer as it was scorching here in the city.


Since it was Sunday, I put together a casual, "lazy Sunday" look that would also look nice during the summer time.

 I had to shoo away curious bystanders.

This "Bruno Mars" hat I got from a - I guess you could call the guy a "beach hawker" for lack of a better term - in Boracay last month for 150 thousand pesos. Panama hats are ubiquitous, you could buy them anywhere. Unfortunately, everyone who wants to look cool and hip wears them.


The short-sleeved shirt is from Monakiki. Something about the name Monakiki makes me want to type it a thousand times. MONAKIKI MONAKIKI MONAKIKI MONAKIKI MONAKIKI MONAKIKI MONAKIKI MONAKIKI ALRIGHT DAMMIT I'LL STOP! I got this a few years ago. Let the first button be unbuttoned, but if you have chest hair like Sergio Santibanez, go ahead, unbutton the first three then.

Sergio Santibanez chest hair. Dropping women's panties everywhere since 1995. 

Underneath is a white tanktop or a wifebeater. A few years ago I didn't know that a wifebeater and tanktop is just a goddamn sando. If you're a guy who sweats like he works in the field to send his eight kids to school, wifebeaters are a necessity to avoid sweatmarks.


Since I'm wearing brown topsiders I'm also wearing a brown belt (clue: it's not a coincidence) that I got from a street vendor. I know that the hip thing now is the belt-less look but I think belts make you look more manly and refined. Just ask Macho Man Randy Savage (RIP).

Belts. Attracting chicks since time immemorial.

The shorts are from Old Navy. Old Navy is quite expensive. I got mine from a flea market along Commonwealth Avenue. Guys, listen. Khaki shorts or chino shorts should be above the knee. Longer than that and it's too long.


Topsiders has been an "in" thing recently, along with loafers and driving shoes. The topsiders  that I'm wearing here, or "boat shoes" as some men prefer to call them, I bought cheap from a mall. Boat shoes, loafers, and driving shoes are  typically worn without socks. If you worry about having sweaty feet because of wearing no socks, you could cheat by sporting "no show" socks like mocc socks, like this one:

This was supposed to be rotated counterclockwise, but I couldn't.

When I first encountered mocc socks I was hesitant because they look like ballet flats, and no self-respecting man wears ballet flats the last time I checked. But when I started using them I was glad that they really keep your feet dry. This is such a big payback for whatever little indignity one gets for wearing a thing that looks like footwear for pussies.


And of course to complete the look - Rayban Wayfarers. Like the "Bruno Mars" hat, wayfarers have become ubiquitous and is sported  by anyone and everyone. It's not that bad; it's just a testament to its versatility. Just wear black ones to be safe, anything else and you'd look like a pansy.

Wearing colored wayfarers have been documented to induce random  beatings from strangers.

I got all of them cheap. If they weren't I wouldn't have worn them.

An Introduction to Pinoy Style Ninja

This should have been my first post.

Why a men’s style blog? We all know that generally men in the internet are more inclined to view tits and asses rather than be interested in personal grooming or wardrobe. I believe however that the blog Flesh Asia Daily already fulfills that vital niche quite well.

There is a lack, however, of a style blog especially catered for Filipino men. For example, it is quite impractical for us to be following foreign men’s style blogs that discusses the merits of layering or wearing three piece suits since we live in a tropical country.

It is my personal belief that looking nice does not have to be gay. Nor does it have to be expensive. Real men generally don’t spend that much in personal appearance. I am of that persuasion too. You don’t have to look great to women. You just have to look presentable enough so that they won’t regret hooking up with you the morning after they sober up.

I am after all an average guy with interests in ogling (read “stalking”) bikini pictures of chicks in their Facebook accounts and getting hammered with alcohol. I used to keep a blog narrating my drunken escapades Tucker Max-style.

Ninja in internet parlance means someone who is an “expert” in things. I’m using expert in a very loose sense here. I admit that I am not yet a master ninja when it comes to personal style. I see myself as more as an apprentice ninja. I am still developing and refining my personal style. It is a learning process.  This blog therefore is a work in progress.

Pinoy Style Ninja is written in a relaxed, tongue-in-cheek manner. I may utilize crass guy humor that bros may appreciate but which may offend female readers who have the misfortune of running into this blog. Female readers, you have been warned.

That aside, I hope you guys enjoy reading.


In case you're wondering, yes that is a t-shirt that I used as a ninja cowl in my profile photo.

*Fist bump*

Wallets (First. Post. Ever.)

I recently bought a new wallet to replace my old one (I do not know whether my old wallet is genuine or faux leather but since it was bought cheap let's assume it's faux) from Natasha. My old wallet has become tattered, crumbly and stinky. Nevertheless it has served me well. It was after all, the temporary lodging place of the millions of pesos I earned from years past. 

Farewell, O Nirvana of Ephemeral Medium of Exchange!

One thing that came to mind while I was searching for this here wallet's worthy replacement is that this accessory holds your important shit - money, IDs, condoms and your suki card from those "hotels" in Pasig. So the wallet that I must choose must above all be safe from pickpockets. You see, my old wallet was a long black one that became stylish years ago. Whenever I put it in my back pocket it sticks out of my ass. And living in the city, we are all aware how a mere sight of someone else's wallet attracts Dhalsim-like larcenists like a zombie horde.

I was in a hurry (as all important, busy men are) so I had no time to be whiny about it. I chose a black leather wallet (again, no telling whether it's genuine or not as yours truly is not a leather connoisseur) from McJim worth 50 thousand pesos.

The way it bulges you could tell that inside of it is a thick wad of cash - and lots of hot air in between.

I chose a black one again because almost all of my  accessories are black. Black always looks classy and elegant. The same goes with a black leather wallet - it will look good with anything you're wearing, be it khakis, jeans or slacks. You can use it while wearing formal or casual clothing. You could even stuff it in your butt crack when you're naked.

P.S.

My lolo once told me about the virtues of keeping the first old and beaten wallet. You could use it as a decoy so that  you could hide your real income from the authorities (your wife) and the less fortunate (beggars and would-be debtors). Needless to say, my lolo is a wise man.