Happy Namiversary!

Believe it or not, I’ve been feeling down and depressed the past few weeks. I’m absolutely exhausted of everything. I need to do something new. I want to see something different. I want to experience something else.


This is exactly what I needed: a vacation from a vacation… and there’s no faster way to do it than to fly to the el tropical islands of Boracay.


I’m currently at the Nami Resort, courtesy of our gracious friends, Lex and Tina.


It’s Nami’s 4th year anniversary and there’s no other way to celebrate it than to have a blast with close friends.

I LOVE the goodie bags, courtesy of Motorola (I LOVE MOTO!!!!), Smart (the fabulous third world’s top mobile phone company), Shu Uemura and Kerastase. I even got a free phone at the end of the night.

BRYANBOY LOVES MOTO… and I think you should, too. :)

Oi vey! Yes, after months of ignoring my loyal readers, I decided that I, too, want a gold D&G Razr… but it’s not yet available locally. Oh well.


It’s my 2nd time here and boy, everything is superb…  the scrumptious food, the overflowing champagne, the great views, the fantastic service, our ’round the clock butlers – I’m in heaven!


I swear to god, I’m literally peeing bubbly clicquot down the toilet with all the bubbly I had yesterday. If you’re up for a golden shower, let me know.

Ianne E, one of my best buddies, is my roommate. We had copious amounts of vodka in our room yesterday night… in these HUGE tea cups.


It was all good vibes last night – close friends, acquaintances, newfound friends and friendly familiar faces.








For more information about Nami Resort, visit http://www.namiboracay.com. It’s been featured in Wallpaper* magazine in the past and it’s the hippest places to stay in Boracay Island.

I think that’s all for now. I need to take a poop, change into my bathing suit and pop open my Chanel towel on the beach for some skin cancer action. More updates later.

You know where to contact me. Email bryanboy@gmail.com or SMS +63-915-785-1492. Send me a text message mother fuckers while I’m on sea shore. Just because I’m on an island it doesn’t mean I’m disconnected from civilization.


P.S. Bad habits die last. Just because I’ve been smiling recently it doesn’t mean I’ll lose my trademark pout.