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  • Essay / The Perfect Hostess: Fely Sawit - 908

    Amidst the iron heat of the country, Tagaytay's cool climate makes it the perfect escape. While many only visit the province for a short day trip, Fely Sawit has made the capital of Cavite her capital. second house. Beyond the popular tourist spots and into the forest enclave of identical cabin-style houses, Fely stands in front of the largest. Noticing the arrival of the guests, she announces with panache: “Welcome to my humble abode! » Like its host, the house is distinct. Although it shares the same lodge appearance as its neighbors, the structure's high A-frame roof, expansive windows, and expansive garden set it apart.Mrs. Fely Sawit, a beautiful splinter of mercury, had the house built, section by section, in 2003. Although still in line with the developer's decision to make the residences "uniform to resemble log homes," Fely wanted to build hers "differently." Originally two lots, the Sawits decided to combine the property in order to "create a larger space for entertaining guests." And by guests, she doesn't just mean humans. A lover animals with a plethora of pets in her Makati residence, has also made the patio a welcome place for birds, like Maya's family who have already made one of the corners of the ceiling their own Although. she resides in the metropolitan center of the country where she tends her own nest with her husband, a successful doctor, she often travels to Tagaytay to recharge her batteries from the craziness of city life And when admiring the. lush greenery surrounding her home, it is clear that the space is a place of rest and regeneration. Within its American country façade of faux wood logs is an eclectic fusion of Eastern and Western design. The high ceilings and great tempera...... middle of paper ...... ied but this is not the first death in the family. Named by the "letter 'I', two of Fely's younger siblings died – one did not survive birth, while the other drowned in a swimming pool accident at age 13. Along the way, Fely notes wistfully: “My sister, my best friend… I really miss her. I miss my sister. » As the host leads the way through the home's cascade of distinct spaces – the upstairs rooms where her children and grandchildren stay when they visit, the Zen-inspired design of the basement , Fely confesses, "It's so hard for me to throw things away..." However, rather than piling up in disarray, her memories reflect her sentimental nature – a unique ability to find beauty in every object, a home for each room. With every memory comes a story that not only plays a part in the story of a home, but in the story of a life.