STOP! Faggotry in Motion #003
Stop. Read. Listen.
You know, there’s clearly something wrong with me. Less than 24 hours ago, I made myself a pact that I’ll no longer loitter around gas stations with a fast food chain just a stone’s throw away.
I got up extremely late (again) this afternoon (I went to bed at 10AM!!) I was gonna channel Caroline D’Amore but whatever. I had little time to dress up cause I was late for dinner at my grandma’s house down south. Well, I’m back home now and I have a shitload of surprises for you. It’s been quite awhile since I last camwhored and going down south is the perfect opportunity to do so.
I couldn’t find my red stripey tank so I wore my sky blue one. My first stop was the convenient store to stock up on energy drinks and cigarettes. I was *this* close to going to McDonald’s but I’m determined to lose weight. I know energy drinks have a shitload amount of sugar and caffeine but it’s better to overdose myself on that than pig out on several quarter pounders. and chicken nuggets. and 2 large fries. AND a large diet coke. Hah!
It’s funny how I look skinny up front but behind me I look like a BLEACHED WHALE! Jesus I’m so pale. I really need to smother myself in St. Tropez fake tan.
Men DO think about sex ALL THE FUCKING TIME. It’s a FACT.
Our next stop is Starbucks. Gotta load up on caffeine. I also needed a snack so I picked up a ham & cheese croissant.
Yay… no more stubble! I owe myself a facial and a powerpeel though. My skin’s soo shit these days. I should’ve worn makeup but fuck it.
Starbucks Venti Americano… no matter how crap that shit is, I still buy the for a quick caffeine fix. I love it. It’s the next best thing to their iced cafe lattes. Those frappuccino mapuccino whatever drinks are soo gay. I’d rather drink bleach than drink such fattening bile.
For some strange reason I look so butch on this photo. Sooo scary. I’m starting to look like a MAN in WOMEN’S CLOTHING.
Wait. I AM a man in women’s clothing.
Fuck off, my jeans are unisex. Hahaha. I love Acne Jeans from Sweden!!!!!
There’s something about this photograph that I love. I don’t know what it is exactly but I really like this shot.
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Today’s Obligatory Paparazzi Shot
After the gas station, we stopped by at the freeway/motorway interchange (near my former school… the same spot where I shot Faggotry Motion #001) to take more pictures. I like that place cause there aren’t a lot of people there.
I look so pale in this photo…
.. and then I kinda look thin on this one except I kind look as if I got some muscle definition. Yuck. Remember what Patsy Stone once said in Ab Fab??? I wanna be someone with arm sinews that have just enough muscle left in my arm to lift up a credit card. Hahaha!
Oh no!!! I don’t wanna be a muscle mary. Maybe there’s some sort of an operation to remove muscle off one’s arms? Muscles are really pointless unless you work in the construction (or porn) industry.
The mandatory infamous Bryanboy pose…
last, but not the least, here’s Faggotry in Motion #003. I hope you enjoy it as much as I did.
You know, it just occured to me that I really should have my OWN TV show where I travel around the world, from Jakarta to Caracas, from Perth to Oslo, from Moscow to Philadelphia and and convert innocent, unsuspecting people to become congregation members of the International Church of Bryanboy Faggotry. I’d be a good MONEY MAKER!
Shit… I don’t even watch TV these days because all the shows are boring.
More updates later. I need to get my act together… I’ve got a Bryanboy Loves… and Random Cheesemax entry overdue and a shitload of people are bugging me now about my latest podcast.
And for the life of god, stop asking me the name of the tracks I use in my podcasts and videos. CHECK the Bryanboy Forums (http://www.bryanboy.com/forum) from time to time cause that’s where I post that information. Hahaha!
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PPSS. Sunglasses by Dior, handbag by Chanel (Classic 2.55 in black caviar leather), top by Jean’s Paul Gaultier (by JPG), jeans from Acne Jeans (Sweden), quilted boots from Chanel, bracelets from Hermès.