Bryanboy @ Yen Magazine Australia December 2008
The lovely Nicole from Under the Wing PR down there in Sydney emailed me scans of the latest YEN Magazine.
Naughty pixie eh? Awww. I miss you guys!!! I love YEN magazine! I really need to haul my ass down there in Sydney.
Yen Magazine December 2008, out now.
http://www.yenmag.net/
PS. Thanks Nicole!
Muriel's Wedding
I'm so disappointed with you guys! Why do I have this feeling that I'm the last person in the world to know about Muriel's Wedding? It seems that everyone on my international network (natch!) have seen this 1994 camp Australian classic except for me!
"Wait!! Let her finish her orgasm..."
Awww poor Muriel. Now this clip is *so* HYSTERICAL! You guys have absolutely *NO* idea how I sometimes wish I had a real "real" job where I can meet hot guys people every day. A lot of folks think being a full-time blogger is like taking a stroll at the park where everything is piss-easy...
At 8 bucks a pop (free shipping if you're in the US), I just bought the DVD online. Can't wait to get it in the mail.
Inside Kirstie Clements' Colourful Abode
I don't know about you but I've always been curious how the powers that be live. Remember the Russia Today feature on Aliona Doletskaya where she gave the reporter a tour of her flat? What about Vogue Paris' Carine Roitfeld's ultra chic apartment?
Kirstie Clements with Architect Scott Weston and Designer Gregory Phillips.
Well, it's not every day you get to see photos or images of a Fashion Editor's home so imagine my excitement when I saw these photographs of Vogue Australia's Editor-in-Chief, Kirstie Clements' house in Queens Park, Sydney. Click click click!
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Financial Times Germany
Guten Tag! Wie gehts? I don't know how many of you speak German but have you seen the latest "How to Spend it" magazine supplement by Financial Times Germany? They have an amazing feature on this year's Rosemount Australian Fashion Week and I got a lovely mention there.
From Aussie designers getting more and more global exposure to the land down under being the new model factory (Gemma Ward, Catherine McNeil, Miranda Kerr who I used to like during her Dolly days, Scabby Lee, Alexandra Agoston, Myf and more), it's interesting how Australia is evolving into an international fashyonnn powerhouse right under everyone's noses.
Click HERE to download the supplement.
Thanks FT Deutschland... and thanks Catherine for the scans!
Melbourne 2AM Lockout Protest
I've never been to Melbourne but it's one city I must visit SOON.
Anyhoo. I don't know about you but I'm against any city that imposes a 2AM curfew (to curb violence) on nightlife venues such as bars, pubs and clubs. 2AM? You have GOT to be kidding me. How barbaric is that? Thank god we have some freedom here in my lovely city in the third world. Hello! A lot of venues here are dead empty before midnight and they don't close until the sun comes up! I can't even remember the number of times over the years that I've stumbled out of the club, foaming in the mouth at 7AM, sunglasses and all.
Go check it out. http://www.melbournelockedout.com
Thank god I live in a developing nation where most shopping places close at 10PM (including weekends), where restaurant kitchens are still open at 10:30PM (unlike in Sydney) and where clubs don't close until the following morning.
Westin Hotel, Sydney
In sexy Sydney, I stayed at the Westin Hotel located at 1 Martin Place, CBD (Central Business District). I love the Westin! My Aussie home doesn't get any more centrally located than this.
Warning to dial-up users: this entry is photo intensive. Who's on dial-up anyway? Click click click!
On the Runway: Akira Isogawa
A final pose at the last show on the Australian Fashion Week schedule, Akira Isogawa.
Photo by: Sonny Vandevelde
I've been getting emails from people where I got the gray trousers with the stripe on the side. They're from Filipino designer John Herrera.
RAFW After Party @ Piano Room
Ooh the memories! After the lovely dinner with amazing designer Jayson Brunsdon at China Doll, the pack went to the Piano Room for the Closing Party.
Oh dear.
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Bryanboy's "A-HA" Moment #16,311: Diane Pernet
I had the honor and pleasure of speaking to fashion icon Diane Pernet on the phone last week. A new friend rang her while we're walking on the streets of Sydney looking for a nightclub. I'm a big, big, BIG fan of Diane and to be able to speak to her in this lifetime is, gosh, something else. She's super nice, super cool and her soothing voice... Diane is a deity!
Photo: Diane Pernet/MySpace
Everything went well until this huge ass garbage truck (which made a lot of noise) came outta nowhere went straight to my direction. Everything happened so fast so I screamed on the phone something like....
Me: "OH MY GOD OH MY GOD OH MY GOD OH MY GOD DIANE I'M GONNA DIIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE AYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!!!! AYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!!!!!!"
in the loudest, gayest voice EVER only to realize the truck wanted to park near the pavement.
Diane Pernet, fashion icon, journalist and blogger, world traveler, mentor to many and staunch supporter of talent and creativity, was still on the phone with me. Y'all should've seen the priceless look on my face when that happened. Put yourself in MY shoes and tell me how you'd react.
Oh dear. The things I get myself into. It's funny reminiscing about it now but back then... man, oh man oh man, it was fucking embarrassing.
I am so sorry Diane!!! I hope to meet you one day!!!
PS. On a lighter note, do that to Miranda Priestley and bitch would prolly say "that's all" before hanging up on you. LOL!!!!
Inksoffjohn
I giggled so hard (same with the Vogue lady... DON'T DENY IT YOU UPTIGHT BITCH *just kidding!!!* I KNOW YOU DID... I WAS RIGHT BESIDE YOUR CHANEL-TOTTING ARSE!! *wink*) when Inksoffjohn took his bow during the New Generation show last Friday. Out of all the shows I attended, Inksoffjohn designer John Giovanoglou was the only one I saw who pulled a full John Galliano, strutting his designer ass on the entire runway. Hilarious! Here's a better photo.
I love his giveaway -- three condoms in a tin can inside a Bottega-esque pleather case.
Bryanboy's "A-HA" Moment #16,310: Corelli's Cafe, Newtown
The ever so helpful Patty offered my third world ass a ride to Sydney domestic airport earlier this week. We stopped by Corelli's Cafe in Newtown for a quick brunch. Y'all know me. In spite of my obsession with all things thinspiration, I'm a very voracious eater, I'm not picky and I'm willing to eat anything and everything edible. I love food! I really do.
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Woolworths!
On the last leg of my OZ trip, I went a little further up north of Sydney to visit a friend overnight. I wasn't able to shop AT ALL in Sydney because a lot of the stores were closed on Sunday and I really didn't have the time. I did visit the Chanel store for a few minutes... boy oh boy oh boy, that Americana collection is fantastic. But $6,000 (was it 6 or was it 8? I'm not sure) for a jacket? Rupert Murdoch lend me your mastercard please.
Bryanboy in trainers? SHOCK HORROR!
One of the shops I thoroughly enjoyed, believe it or not, was Woolworths... the Australian version of Walmart. It was a grocery store alright, smacked in the middle of nowhere New South Wales, and going there was soo surreal! If you have seen The Simple Life, think of me as Paris Hilton and Nicole Richie going to Walmart in bumfuck America. It was a visual feast seeing normal, non-fashiony, non-Margiela wearing Australians.
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Bryanboy's "A-HA" Moment #16,309: Alex Perry
About an hour before the Alex Perry show started, one of the super nice PR ladies asked me if I want red carpet access to take photos and get quotes from celebrities. In case you don't know, Alex Perry's show is the ultimate celebrity magnet during Australian Fashion Week.
I politely said no because I honestly have NO idea who Australian celebrities are other than the usual Hollywood suspects Nicole, Cate, Gemma, etc. From what I felt outside the tents, it seems to me that a lot of "presenters" are celebs in Australia -- children's show presenters, tv presenters, radio presenters, blah blah blah so on and so forth. There I was wondering if there are any, you know, local heartthrobs or whether or not there's an Aussie version of The Hills, Gossip Girl or what have you.
I thought I'd smoke a few cigarettes outside instead of waiting in the front row for the show the start. By the time I finished my cigarettes, the red carpet bonanza is still going strong. I don't want to be a nuisance to celebs getting their photos taken so I stood on the side. My friend Bex pointed out some Australian "celebrity" I've never seen/heard of and I was like... wow. It went on like that for a few minutes... one big, bountiful, blond bombshell after another. And then for some reason I blurted...
Me: "OH MY GOD AUSTRALIAN CELEBS LOOK LIKE PORN STARS!"
outta nowhere. One of the security guys, a PR lady, a few photographers and several people on the queue gave me THAT funky look so I said...
Me: "OH MY GOD I CAN'T BELIEVE I SAID THAT!"
as a cheap attempt to rescue me from my little booboo.
Australia's Next Top Model host Jodhi Meares who I **LOVE** (pictured above) then popped by so I went straight up to her. We chatted very briefly (something about my Chanel bag) and then I asked her for a photo. Jodhi saves the day!
Bryanboy's "A-HA" Moment #16,308: Tina Kalivas
Oh dear. God knows how many times I wished for the ground to split in half (I said split, not spit) and swallow me alive. I always, always, always get myself in funky situations where I just want to cry instead of laughing at myself for being silly.
After the wonderful Tina Kalivas show, I rushed for the exit... I had to pee sooo bad! It often gets crowded because everyone is trying to leave the room so it makes perfect sense to look around for people you know and do a little bit of chit chat. I thought I saw someone I knew so I grabbed his arm and said "omg wait for me i need to peeeeee!"... or something like that. I totally forgot what exactly it is I said and when he looked at me I thought holy shit it's the wrong person... AND THEN I saw the right guy on the opposite side of me. I died right then and there.
I wasn't gonna tell y'all this story until I saw this photo in my album. I'll let you draw your own conclusions. Do you see what I see, See by Chloe? I spy with a Fendi spy two bearded men in a light-coloured jacket.
Enough said. HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!
It was soo embarassing indeed.
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