Something to make you think…
I’ve been thinking an awful lot in the past few days whether I should post this entry or not. I tried to hold back but I couldn’t do it any longer. It’s been bugging me for the past week or two now, I might as well take it out of my chest and get it done and over with. Will it make an impact? If I post it on my blog, will someone… somewhere… do anything about it? Will someone… somewhere take it as seriously as I do or will my readers forget about it and shove it to the backburner? More importantly, is there anything I *could* do about it? I have so many questions on my head I’m quite lost on what my next step is. Ok, fine, whatevs, I’m not really lost; in fact, I did a few things already but I have this nagging voice inside that tells me that I could do more and I could do better.
What you are about to see after the jump is probably the most moving image I personally have ever captured on my camera. Fuck them damn blond wigs, heels, fur, wheelchairs and handbags. I have lost countless hours of productivity because of this photo — and the story behind it. Click click click!
Happy New Year!
2 minutes to go… happy new year from the third world!
I love you all!
Yes I know. I have 138 new messages on my cellphone from people around the world with their greetings and well-wishes. It’s THAT time of the year when people reach out with their silly messages for the sake of "reaching out". WHERE WERE YOU BETWEEN JANUARY – NOVEMBER? LOL. Just kidding.
I would like to wish y’all a festive and joyous holiday season. Thank you, thank you, thank you for supporting my blog… and for giving me the attention I crave and deserve (NOT gonna deny it… oh hell yeahhhhhhhhhhh!) in the past year. Being me is a full-time job!
I love each and every single one of you and I wish you the best of health and happiness for 2008.
Once again, thank you for keeping the faggotry alive.
I love you all!
PS. If you are reading this message on Christmas Eve/Christmas Day, I have one thing to say: WELCOME TO THE PEOPLE-WITH-NO-LIVES-SO-WE-GO-ONLINE-DURING-THE-HOLIDAYS CLUB! Hahahaha ;)
Now if you excuse me I have major baking to do.
Remember the Issey Miyake hoodie I donated to Showstudio’s Bring and Buy auction ages ago? Well, when I was like 14 or 15 I went to the club in a Pleats Please by Issey Miyake dress, a huge neon green fake fur hat (it was SO huge like almost two feet wide and a foot high), some 4-inch platform sandals and a multi-colored kettle used a bag. Yep, just like that, to go to a club. Oh how I miss those days. God damn I’m old!
I went to my grandmum’s place, found the dress and it was still in impeccable condition. Crazy eh? Because of the fabric and the way the dress was pleated, you can easily "shape" it to look like a long top. I had shorts underneath!
You just don’t see much of Pleats Please these days — I don’t. Maybe in Japan, perhaps? Anyway, for those of you who are able to read Japanese chu chu bells, they have an online shop: Visit store.pleatsplease.com.
Mich Dulce Hat
What do you think of my hat?
I see you looking at me…
like I’m some kind of freak, why don’t you do something?
People always look at me whatever I wear, wherever I go. Even the most basic black tee and black shorts. Yes, even at the ATM machine. That man checking me out probably does NOT have a clue what a blog is.
Why do people look at me? I dunno. Tell meeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!
At my age, buying goth/punk shoes should be the last thing on my mind. I’ve gone through the whole goth phase (minus the makeup though) more than a decade ago. I sent our messenger to go to the post office yesterday morning to pick up a couple of packages and lo and behold my studded goth boots arrived in the mail. I bought these a few months ago and I totally forgot about them. I took them out for a spin when I went to the mall in the afternoon and I love them!
Bryanboy as a goth? OMGNOWAII! Don’t worry, it’s never going to happen. But then again, I’m not really the poster child of elegance, restraint and refinement; I’ll leave that to the people who desperately want to be photographed by The Sartorialist and would fight tooth and nail (and show some ankles because Scott LOVES them ankles) just to be on his pages. LOL. Just kidding.
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Happy New You
NOTE: THIS WAS SUPPOSED TO BE MY ENTRY FOR CHALLENGE #10 BEFORE I GOT BOOTED. ENJOY! –B
I’m not really big into these New Year Resolution things. It’s bollocks, I tell you. Bollocks! New Year’s Resolutions, at least to me, are nothing but short-term plans and they, like most short-term promises, are meant to be broken.
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It’s been raining non-stop in the third world but I’m not gonna let the weather stop me from going out for a quick spin. I gained 3-4 pounds in the past week with my new diet. I think that’s one of the reasons why I haven’t been taking a lot of pictures recently — I’m wayyy too self-conscious about my size. But for health reasons, I’m gonna back off with the weight loss (at least for a bit) and try to gain a little more weight in order to be "athletic". No I’m NOT deranged!!! One of my friends told me I look heaps better with more weight than trying to look skeletal. In fact, every time we talk on the phone she always begs, pleads, etc for me to gain a few extra pounds. We’ll see how it goes.
Is it just me or am I wearing a lot of black/white these days? Click click click for more pictures!