Update from the crypt: lesbian chic

So how do I look?
(other than stupid, silly, ‘like a fag’, ridiculous, hideous, fat, etc..)

I think I look like a lesbian. No?

I ditched the usual Bryanboy accoutrements at home (ok, fine, I kept it to the bare essentials: a tiny bag, a bracelet and a pair of sunnies.) and went for something "effortless".

Strange cause we all know I NEVER DO "effortless".

"Effortless" is something I usually despise becase trying to look "effortless" require a SHITLOAD of effort on my end. I mean, for god’s sake, I found myself asking all sorts of questions/make little statements like:

  • "What bag should I wear with my outfit?"
  • "I don’t want to wear a black bag cause it’s gonna be too matchy-matchy and coordinated. I HATE it when everything matches and looking ‘coordinated’ means you spent 7,000 hours blah blah blah"
  • "I don’t want to use a brown bag to match the brown shoes cause it’s not right"
  • "Should I wear black flip flops? Nah. My feet look filthy." (funny cause that’s the reason why I went in for a pedicure)
  • "Should I wear black shoes? Nah, I don’t wanna look like a school boy, or worse, an office worker on lunch break."

In the end, I opted for a tiny, lightweight Longchamp neon blue Longchamp bag, and my favourite/comfy pair sneakers.

I saw this commercial on TV ages ago and the man said something like "beauty makes effort look effortless."

How very, very true.


Am I making sense? Am I confusing you yet? Ugh. Here I am with my usual verbal diarrhea.



I don’t wanna talk about it anymore.

Let’s just say looking like a well-decorated christmas tree sashaying on a gay pride parade reqires ZERO or NO effort on my part and frankly, I’d rather keep it that way.

So yeah, but um, so yeah, but um, so yeah, but um, so yeah, but yeah…..

I went out yesterday afternoon to run some errands (DAMN BILLS DUE AT THE END OF THE MONTH FUCKING CUNTS JUST MAKE MY BILLS DISAPPEAR) and to pamper myself.

I look like a lesbian on this photo. Oui or non? I think it’s the handbag that made me look like a bull dyke. Oui?

*sigh* I guess I can’t do "guy" guy afterall! Isn’t it sad that I look like a lesbian in spite of wearing menswear? I think there’s something in me… probably my genes, my supernatural aura or god knows what, that made me look this way.

Fuck it though. I’m happy… and I SHOULD be happy.

Point to ponder:

A fugly person who is happy, contented and have accepted him/herself is much better than a good-looking person who isn’t happy and contented about him/herself.

Do you agree?

So yeah, but um, so yeah, but um, so yeah, but um, so yeah, but yeah…..

I also decided I no longer want a nosejob. What I dooooo want for now is a lip reduction. I’ll elaborate on that later but here’s a photo you may want to look at.

I feel like I’m a fucking platypus! MY PUCKERS ARE HIDEOUSLY BIG I HATE IT!!!

Fuck it.

You wanna know what I need?

I need a haircut.

I won’t get it super short like the last time. Promise. =)

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