SM Southmall Condo: Chic Minimalist 1BR Haven Awaits!

Cozy and minimalist 1 bedroom condo @ SM Southmall Manila Philippines

SM Southmall Condo: Chic Minimalist 1BR Haven Awaits!

Okay, buckle up buttercups, because we're about to wade through the luxurious (and potentially slightly chaotic) world of . I've got my metaphorical magnifying glass, my cynicism (mostly) in check, and a whole lotta opinions ready to spill. This isn't just a review; it's a journey.

First Impressions & Getting There (aka, the "Before You Even Relax" part):

Right off the bat, I'm checking accessibility. That's super important. They claim to have "Facilities for disabled guests" which, in my experience, can mean anything from a ramp in the lobby to… well, let's hope it's better than just a ramp. We need more details here! Is the pool accessible? What about the restaurants? Crucial stuff. And the "Car park [free of charge]" is music to any budget traveler's ears. Bonus points!

Now, the "Airport transfer" – thank goodness. After a long flight, all I want is to be whisked away. Don’t want to be fumbling around with taxis. They better be on time with that… Also, the "Check-in/out" options. Any express or contactless check-in is golden right now. Time is precious, ain't it?

Cleanliness & Safety – Let's Get Real (and a Little Paranoid):

Okay, so the world is currently a giant petri dish, right? Seeing "Anti-viral cleaning products," "Daily disinfection in common areas," and the big guns like "Professional-grade sanitizing services" makes me breathe a tiny sigh of relief. They also mention “Rooms sanitized between stays” and “Room sanitization opt-out available.” Clever, because hey, some folks are obsessed with cleanliness. Others just want to sleep.

The "Hand sanitizer" is a given. I’m looking for actual evidence the staff use it, though. Did I see them sanitizing? Am I being overly critical? Possibly. But I WANT to be safe. And the “Hygiene certification” is good, but what certification? Does it actually mean anything? They also boast “Physical distancing of at least 1 meter". I am interested to see how they enforce that!

And while we're on the topic: “CCTV in common areas” and "Security [24-hour]" – good. “Fire extinguisher,” “Smoke alarms,” and “Safety/security feature” are all standard, though. But, the “Doctor/nurse on call”? That’s a smart addition, especially if you're traveling with family. They are always needed.

The Room – My Fortress of Solitude (or, Where the Real Judgement Begins):

Okay, lemme break this down.

The Essentials: "Air conditioning" (THANK GOD), "Free Wi-Fi" (again, hallelujah!), "Mini bar" (temptation, yes, but also convenience!), "Hair dryer" (essential for the frizz-prone), "In-room safe box" (for my passport and questionable jewelry choices). “Coffee/tea maker” and “Complimentary tea” – excellent.
The Luxuries (Let's See If They Deliver): "Bathrobes" and "Slippers" are always a sign of a hotel that gets it. "Blackout curtains" – crucial for sleeping in. “Desk”, “Laptop workspace” and “Socket near the bed”? Score! I can actually work (or, you know, watch Netflix).
The "Huh?" Category: "Additional toilet"? Is that a suite thing? "Bathroom phone"? Is this the 80s? "Mirror" is a given. "Scale" – I’ll skip that one, thanks.
My Deep, Personal Preference: “Soundproof rooms” and “Non-smoking rooms” are, in my books, mandatory.
The Internet: “Free Wi-Fi in all rooms!” – Yay! But, the “Internet access – LAN” and "Internet" options? Hmm, are they still offering those antiquated wired connections?

Things to Do (aka, Can I Ever Leave?):

This is where things get interesting.

The Relaxation Station: "Body scrub," "Body wrap," "Foot bath," "Massage," "Sauna," "Spa," "Steamroom," "Swimming pool," and the all-important "Pool with view" – SOLD. I'm mentally picturing myself lounging poolside, sipping a questionable cocktail. Okay, maybe it’s not questionable, it’s probably fantastic. But, yeah, sold.
The Fitness Fanatic's Playground: "Fitness center" and "Gym/fitness" – I’ll probably make a vague attempt to use these. But if I’m honest, I’m more likely to eat pastries.
The Active Adventurer (Maybe Not Me): "Bicycle parking" is a thoughtful touch.

Dining, Drinking, and Snacking – Fueling the Fun (or, My Biggest Weakness):

Alright, let’s get serious. The food and drink situation is CRUCIAL.

Restaurant Realm: “Restaurants” and “Room service [24-hour]” are both essential for me. "Breakfast [buffet]" sounds amazing (when I can actually get up and go), as does "Asian breakfast". I assume "Breakfast service," means room service. I am lazy.
Specialty Eats:"Vegetarian restaurant," "Asian cuisine in restaurant," "Western cuisine in restaurant," – choices! I like choices. "A la carte in restaurant" and "Buffet in restaurant" are the options. I like all of them.
The Liquid Assets: "Bar," "Poolside bar," "Happy hour" – Okay, now we're talking. "Coffee shop" and "Coffee/tea in restaurant" are essential for keeping me functioning in the morning. The "Bottle of water?" Gotta stay hydrated. Always.
The Snack Attack: "Snack bar" is always a good sign.
The Details: "Desserts in restaurant" make me happy. Soup and salad? I'm always down.
Considerations “Alternative meal arrangement”, “Individually-wrapped food options”, and "Safe dining setup" are good touches. Great to see that.

Services and Conveniences – The Extras (Or, The Things That Make it Less Annoying):

The Practical Stuff: "Daily housekeeping" is a must. But, I'm REALLY impressed with the "Contactless check-in/out" and the "Cashless payment service." Also, “Concierge,” "Laundry service," "Dry cleaning," "Ironing service," are all lifesavers.
The Bits and Bobs: "Convenience store," "Gift/souvenir shop," and a "Cash withdrawal" are always handy. "Luggage storage" = excellent. "Currency exchange" – useful, but I always recommend getting your currency sorted before you go.
The Business-y Stuff: "Business facilities," "Meeting/banquet facilities," means a perfect corporate getaway.

For the Kids – Are the Little Darlings Welcome?:

"Family/child friendly" is a good start. "Babysitting service" is a huge plus. "Kids meal" is a good idea. "Kids facilities," again, details needed!

The Verdict (My Brain, Unedited):

Okay, so sounds promising. The focus on cleanliness and safety is definitely a plus right now. The variety of dining options and the spa facilities have my attention. But, and this is a big but: the devil is in the details. How accessible is it really? How good is the Wi-Fi? And most importantly: how comfy are those beds? I’m a sucker for a good mattress.

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Cozy and minimalist 1 bedroom condo @ SM Southmall Manila Philippines

Okay, buckle up buttercup, because we're ditching the pristine itinerary and diving headfirst into the glorious chaos of a staycation in my cozy, minimalist 1-bedroom condo at SM Southmall, Manila. Forget perfect, embrace delightfully imperfect!

Day 1: Arrival, Existential Discomfort, and the Siren Song of the Mall

1:00 PM: Arrival! Okay, maybe not exactly 1:00 PM. More like 1:47 PM, after I wrestled with Manila traffic and survived. The condo, bless its tiny, minimalist heart, is somehow even tinier than I remembered. A little pang of "Is this all there is?" washes over me. You know, the classic existential dread that hits when you unpack your toothbrush. "Where's the life in this life?" I dramatically whisper to the aircon.
2:00 PM: Unpacking (aka, flinging my weekend bag onto the bed). The "minimalist" aesthetic is starting to feel less "chic" and more "prison cell." My phone dies. Great. It's officially me, the condo, and the looming shadow of boredom.
2:30 PM: Hunger pangs. The siren song of SM Southmall begins to whisper in my ear. "Food… aircon… escape…" I stumble out the door.
3:00 PM - 6:00 PM: The Mall Odyssey. This is where the "itinerary" goes to die, folks. I wander aimlessly. First, a desperate search for a phone charger (found! Praise be!). Then, a ridiculously long deliberation over what to eat. Should I indulge in Jollibee? Nope, too predictable. Maybe some authentic Korean food? Eh, too spicy if I'm honest. Then finally, I settle on a humble burger, fries, and a milkshake, which I promptly spill down my front. Wonderful. I wander the shops, trying on clothes I don't need, staring blankly at shiny gadgets, and occasionally, deeply judging other shoppers. Finally, I bought a new air purifier, and a small bag of cheese curls.
6:00 PM - 7:30 PM: Back to the condo, changed my shirt, and settle in with my cheese curls. Attempt to watch a movie. I stare at the laptop. I open the laptop, then close it. What to watch? I spend 30 minutes scrolling and finally, after another round of self-doubt, settle on a rom-com.
7:30 PM - 9:00 PM: The Rom-Com. A predictable, but comforting, journey. I eat my cheese curls. I even cry a little bit at one point, but don't tell anyone.
9:00 PM - 10:00 PM: Staring out the window. The Manila night is noisy and electric with the sounds of life. Sigh. It is getting late.
10:00 PM: Bedtime. The bed is actually pretty comfortable. I drift off with a vague feeling of contentment and a lingering aftertaste of cheese curls.

Day 2: The Deep Dive, the Unexpected Joy, and the Glorious Mess

8:00 AM: Wake up! Sunlight streams in, and I realize I forgot to turn on the air purifier. My allergies starts flaring. Time to take a selfie to document my morning face.
8:30 AM - 9:30 AM: Breakfast. I scavenge in the tiny pantry for snacks, and realize I forgot to bring coffee. I guess I'll make do with instant, which is surprisingly okay. While drinking, I go on a social media spree, checking everything I missed.
9:30 AM - 12:00 PM: Book time! I brought a book! It's "A Gentleman in Moscow". This is the part when the "minimalist" condo transforms into a haven of peace. I find a small nook, get comfortable, and for a while, I forget where I am.
12:00 PM - 1:00 PM: Lunch. Again, SM Southmall beckons. This time, I'm determined to try something new. I try some new restaurant that I've never been to before. Regret. I should have just gotten the burger.
1:00 PM - 2:30 PM: The Great Unraveling. I stumble out of the mall, sweaty and slightly disappointed, my mood in the gutter. Start to feel the anxiety of having to spend the whole afternoon alone. I have a crisis and buy a bunch of scented candles to make my condo feel less like a tomb of solitude.
2:30 PM - 5:00 PM: My Self-Care Era. I give myself permission to just be. I light every candle. I take a long, luxurious shower. I make a cup of tea and sit by the window, watching the world go by. This is where things get interesting. Or maybe things get boring. There is not even a dog or a cat to love.
5:00 PM - 6:00 PM: I call my friend, and talk to her for an hour. It's amazing. I almost forgot something nice.
6:00 PM - 8:00 PM: Dinner at my favorite place in the mall. I eat my favorite food while people-watching.
8:00 PM - 9:00 PM: Back to the condo. Pack my bag.
9:00 PM: The bittersweet feeling. Heading home. I'll miss the place. For a moment, I even feel like I belong. I was wrong.
9:00 PM: Head home. I am ready for my own place.

Final Thoughts (and Disclaimers): This "itinerary" is merely a suggestion. Things will get messy. You might get lost. You might cry. You might eat too much cheese. Embrace the chaos. That's what makes life, and a staycation, interesting. And hey, at least you'll have some cheese curls, right?

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Cozy and minimalist 1 bedroom condo @ SM Southmall Manila PhilippinesOkay, buckle up. This is going to be a bumpy ride. I'm going to answer some hypothetical questions, FAQ-style, about... well, life, love, and the general mess of existence. And I'm going to do it with *everything* you asked for. Prepare for the chaos.

So, like... what is the meaning of life, anyway? Asking for a friend... mostly.

Oh, *that* question. The one that's kept philosophers employed for centuries and probably made more people cry on Tuesday mornings than anything else. Meaning of life? Look, if I figured that out, I’d be lounging on a beach somewhere sipping something exotic. Actually, I'd probably still be miserable, just with a better tan. Honestly? I think it's whatever you decide it is. Seriously. My *meaning* last week was finishing that stupid jigsaw puzzle of a sunset over the Grand Canyon. It took me *days*. Okay, maybe not days, but a significant chunk of my weekend. And when I put in that last piece? The tiny little sliver of yellow? I felt... *something*. A fleeting sense of accomplishment. Then I immediately started thinking about what to have for dinner. See? Messy. Honestly, if you're waiting for some grand cosmic reveal, you're setting yourself up for disappointment. Find something that makes you *almost* happy, even if it's just for a little while. And if that thing is cheese, well, then that's a good start. I love cheese.

How do you deal with rejection? Because, uh, yeah.

Rejection. Ugh. The word itself tastes like stale coffee and disappointment. Look, I’m not gonna lie. I've had a *lot* of practice. And it still stings. Every. Single. Time. Whether it’s a job interview, a date that goes horribly wrong (and oh, the stories I could tell…), or someone just…flatly not wanting to be friends. It's like a punch in the gut. The first few hours/days are usually spent wallowing. There's the classic marathon of bad rom-coms. Then, the ice cream. And the pajamas. Comfort food is practically a national holiday for me. Then comes the irrational anger phase. At the universe. At the person who rejected you. At the person who invented the concept of rejection in the first place. BUT, and this is a big but, eventually you have to snap out of it. Usually after, the feeling of shame. I mean, like, real talk. Sometimes I have to hide out from my friends. It takes a minute. You pick yourself up, dust yourself off, and maybe, just maybe, you learn something. Like how to spot red flags, or how important it is to have a good support system, or...wait for it… maybe to stop going for those specific type of people.

Is it okay to feel jealous sometimes?

Okay, so jealousy. The green-eyed monster. My therapist says feeling jealous is natural, and it's usually a sign of longing. I think she's probably right, but my brain will always have 1x10^200 thoughts per minute. I feel jealous a lot. Seriously. I see my friends making amazing strides at their work and I'm thinking of a new flavor of instant ramen. I scroll through Instagram and see everyone's perfect lives (which we all know is a total lie) and I just want to hide under a rock and eat more ice cream. It's BAD. The trick, I think, is to acknowledge the feeling, then actively try to do something about it. Instead of letting it fester. Sometimes, I just let it get to me, and I hate myself for it. It's a work in progress, folks.

What's the best way to handle a really awkward situation?

Awkward situations. Oh, man, do I have experiences. The time I accidentally called my boss "Mom"? The time I tripped and spilled an entire tray of drinks at a wedding (it was a *very* fancy wedding)? They haunt me in my dreams. And the worst part? They don't get better. My survival tactic? Laughing it off… eventually. After the initial mortification, crying, and the desperate urge to teleport away. But let's be honest, laughing helps, right? You show you can handle it. Or... maybe I'm just lying to myself to cope. If your in laws make you uncomfortable, fake an illness. Seriously, though, the key is to not let it define you. We’ve all been through it. That time when you said the wrong thing. When you walked into a door. When your zipper broke at just the wrong moment. It's part of the human experience, and like I said earlier, you'll eventually have a good story to tell.

What's the biggest life lesson you've learned?

Okay, okay, deep thoughts time. The biggest life lesson? Hmm...It's not some eloquent, profound sentence I can just spit out. If anything, it's a series of lessons I've learned over and over again, the hard way. But if I had to boil it down, it’s to – and I can’t believe I’m actually saying this – be kind to yourself. And to everyone around you. Like, *REALLY* kind. Because life is hard. People are complicated. And we all make mistakes. And the only way to get through it all is to give yourself a break, and give other people a break too. But again, you see? I'm still learning.

How do you deal with internet trolls?

Ah, internet trolls. The digital equivalent of cockroaches. They're everywhere, and no matter how much you try to get rid of them, they keep coming back. Look, I'm not going to pretend I'm above the fray. The first few times I got trolled, I was crushed. I spent hours agonizing over those awful comments. I cried, I raged, I almost deleted all my accounts. Then, I realized something. These people? They don’t know me. They don’t *care* about me. They're just miserable jerks trying to make other people miserable. Now? I either ignore them completely, or I embrace it. I use it as fuel. If I'm feeling particularly feisty, I might even reply with something absurdly polite or ridiculously sarcastic. My personal favorite is a well-placed gif. Don't feed the trolls. Don't take it personally. They're not worth your time.

What's the best advice you've ever received?

Oh, man. Best advice? You know, I've gotten a lot of advice in my life. Most of it was completely terrible. But I'll never forget the time my Grandma told me, "Never be afraid to wear bright colors, even if they clash. And always have a stash of good chocolate." She wasn't wrong. The colors? It brings joy. And the chocolate? Well, that gets me through the hard times. It might seem silly, but it's a reminder to embrace the small joys, to not take life too seriously, and to find your own little pockets of happiness. Like myWorld Of Lodging