Back to regular programming... Today's 6/6/6! Camwhore Time! Bryanboy does Lunch! Yes, Lunch!
Back to regular programming...
First things first, I'm so touched with all your heart-warming emails. Who knew my little Obagi post caused a little stir on my Outlook inbox? I've received 249 emails, that's right, 249 emails in the past 24 hours with questions about Obagi, vanity, all sorts of stuff. What inspired me the most was the comment from "mhai" who said she "commends me for not being afraid to show a part of myself which is uglier than now".
I'll try to answer emails as soon as I can. I still have a huge backlog from the past 2 weeks (probably even months) but I promise I'll do my best to answer them all. But for now, let me do a quick blog update.
Sunglasses by Gucci, button down shirt from Filippa K (Sweden), undershirt from Topshop, bag from Chanel, jeans from Gucci, shoes from Dior Homme.
I slept early last night because I had several appointments earlier this morning. In fact, I got up at 8AM sharp. Usually I go to sleep a little before noon but I had to do a lot of shit today.
My grandma called my dad earlier this morning because she had to go to the hospital to be confined. Our driver had to pick her up and since she's going to the hospital in the big city, I thought I'd get a ride from them. For some strange reason, her lungs got filled with water and her heart enlarged a bit. She's fine and dandy though. It's funny cause in the car, she made comments like...
"So Bryan, when are we travelling first class (to Europe) again?" and "I've been watching Fashion TV and my god, all those models look like a bag of bones."
I told her models are supposed to be skinny. Nobody wants a fat cow to prance around the runway. I asked her what models looked like in the past.
photo credit: Style.com
(Natasha Poly I love you so muchhhhhhh. You are my original thinspiration!)
Then she told me "oh, they're not that thin... besides, anybody can be a model back then... all you need is a lot of money and a fantastic last name."
I almost choked on my Starbucks Venti Americano when she said that. I wanted to tell her it still happens today, perhaps not in New York, Milan or Paris, but in good ol Manila Philippines. All one has to do is look around all the billboards that litter the city. You'll see children and grandchildren of ill-gotten ilk, nuclear spawn of prominent political dynasties or worse, G.I. Babies (this is what happens when you mount G.I Joe to Limited Edition Filipina Barbie, missionary style) parading in their underwear and get paid millions of bucks.
Anyway, our first stop was at an acquaintance's condo where I had to visit my pimp and pay my drug dealer - I'm kidding. I had to drop by and sign some contracts for a project I'm working on.
God look at my fat ass. Ugh! I feel like J. Lo. You can blame the jeans...
Boy we played pictionary galore outside the condo. Take a look at the security guard's smiley face. I bet you he wants to fondle my sweaty, fat fanny. Remember Harry Winston? People stare... make it worth their while?
Stop it already!
Am I REALLLLLY that pretty to get attention from people? For god's sake, I am SO minimal/effortless chic today in a plain black shirt and jeans yet I still get attention. I think I'm that special. I have the
"f-factor" aka the FAGGOTRY FACTOR.
On our way to Greenbelt (which is one of the main shopping/dining areas in the city), we passed by Manila's main financial district (Ayala Avenue, Makati). All those skyscrapers and buildings. What a beautiful sight... I rarely get to see them during the day cause most of the time I'm in the area, it's 2AM and I'm intoxicated.
My "shared" office is located on the TOP FLOOR of the building below. Fabulous, fabulous views I'm telling you. Have you seen the Gwyneth's movie, "View From The Top"? All I can say is... Paris, First Class, International.
My sister and I had a quick lunch at People's Palace, a lovely eatery serving Thai food.
I had this refreshing mint & watermelon thingie... to hell with my watermelon diet. Ugh!
We had some crispy squid/calamari whatever, some crispy pork salad (which was scrumptious) and some green curry. I forgot to take a photo of the crispy pork salad. Damn. It was loooovely and colourful! I know the food looks icky but trust me, it's yummyyyyyyy!
All white washrooms...
Remember... after every meal, ya gotta wash ya mouth and apply lip gloss.
and work it like you own it.
After lunch, we roamed around the mall. Here's one of my favourite shops in Manila: FIRMA. You *MUST* visit this shop whenever you go here. They carry all sorts of chic shit. I got my Erickson Beamon bracelet here. They have all these fabulous jewelry and accessories plus random knick knacks for your home. At one point they had this gorgeous crocodile bag for about US$300 (cheap!!!!!)but my friend told me not to buy it and invest in a Nancy Gonzalez instead.
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Wondering where I go to for travel deals? I love the folks at Booking Buddy! They have this once a week newsletter that they send out (NO SPAM, PROMISE!) with a shitload of travel deals. Check it out. You can always unsubscribe anytime. At one point they even had a US$148 special from New York City to Vegas!
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We stopped by the bookstore and bought a couple of local trash mag rags.
Remember my self-imposed restraining order against Louis Vuitton? Well, I managed NOT to go inside the store in spite of all the new things they have on the shop window. I'm avoiding LV and the house that monogram built until December 2006. This is the closest thing that I'll ever get from LV for now. I know at least a dozen of people who will get pissed off at me if they knew I went inside the store... and trust me, that's the last thing I want to do at this point.
I did pop by Yves Saint Laurent and the mustard/yellow-coloured bag that I've been eyeing on isn't there yet. Nicole has it already. God dammit, someone please make me a celebrity so I get all the shit before everyone does! *sigh*
photo credit: Celebworld.org
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Wondering where I go to for travel deals? I love the folks at Booking Buddy! They have this once a week newsletter that they send out (NO SPAM, PROMISE!) with a shitload of travel deals. Check it out. You can always unsubscribe anytime. At one point they even had a US$148 special from New York City to Vegas!
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Our last stop was M Cafe at the Ayala Museum where I had a little cocktail (my favourite: strawberry crush) for the road. I camwhored a little bit around the area...
I need to go to my colorist soon. I look like ginger minger with my hair... and I need highlights done.
Oh and my jawline is back for some reason.
Ooooo fountains! Remember the fountain scene from Clueless? "OH MY GOD I LOVE JOSH!"
Today's Obligatory Paparazzi Shot
I think that's all for now. I better finish my podcast and work on a Bryanboy Loves... and Random Cheesemax.
As always, you know where to contact me. Email bryan@bryanboy.com or SMS +63.915.785.1492.
I love you all. Don't forget...
Spread my gospel and my glory to everyone that you know. In fact, tell your family members about, includinng your friends, your grandfather at the retirement home, his mistress, his lover and his whore!
PS. Discuss this blog post here.
PPSS. Big shout out from moi and Ianne to Natalia and Nicholas from Melbourne, Australia. I LOVE 
YOU GUYS! You should send me an "I LOVE BRYANBOY" sign pic you bitches.
PPPSSS. Be sure to buy Obagi's Foaming Gel cleanser. It's the BEST god damn facial cleanser in the world. The entire 6.7 ounce bottle lasts for 4-6 months. One drop is all it takes every time you wash your face. I ***SWEAR*** by it. Trust me on this one. Don't rely on those over-the-counter cleansers. Obagi's foaming gel will leave your face super squeaky clean. It's my best kept secret. Promise.
