Holy Kyle Avila for Marc Jacobs Batman!
I’m sure y’all heard by now how Victoria Beckham posed naked for Marc Jacobs and charity. I wanted to get that t-shirt because I love Mrs. Beckham but I’m not sure if it’s available in the third world so I asked one of my friends in New York to buy me one and mail it to me. Guess what happened when he popped by the men’s Marc by Marc store on Bleecker street yesterday night?
I won’t get into details but oh my god I’m sweating like a whore in church right now! Holy naked male model batman! His name is Kyle Avila and he also did Marc’s charity tees. Yes!!! That’s him below.
Click click click for MOAR MOAR MOAR!
Wow. The moon is soo bright, no? Valentino haute couture can wait later. Today is the big day!
It’s 8:40PM and I’m out to go jogging… then a couple of situps and crunches. I’m soo out of shape I need to take matter into my own hands!
Binge Eating Disorder
I had my first ever fast food fix of the year last night. It’s amusing cause I went to a friend’s birthday dinner party last night and people were like "oh how do you stay so slim Bryan" and I was like "well, don’t eat!" so all I touched last night was four canapes and a couple of vodka tonics to you know, try to keep a face.
Don’t eat my fucking arse. As soon as I got out of the place, the first thing I did was… I called McDonald’s delivery… yes… in the car! By the time I got home lo and behold my order was waiting for me. I had an oreo mcflurry, a regular cheeseburger, 2 double cheeseburgers, large fries and a regular diet coke. I ate all that crap in a span of two hours I was having palpitations by the time I finished my third burger! I’m sorry y’all but McDonald’s is just like crack. Once you pop you can’t stop!
Those protein shakes my wretched personal trainer suggested tastes like horse shit so I’m gonna try to gain weight the naughty way. Y’all know my metabolism is screwed up though. One of my male model pals told me I shouldn’t pig out because I’m gonna end up with what he calls "jiggly skinny fat" but whatevs. I think I’m going to the doctors on Monday because this is unhealthy. I’m binging again. Terrible! I’m gonna go jogging in a bit to burn those calories and I’m not eating anything else today other than a bowl of mixed greens.
I can’t wait for fashion week. I need to be thinspired! Hahaha!
OH NO MARC JACOBS DIDN’T.
Have you seen the latest Marc Jacobs Collection ad campaign featuring Posh Spice? I love it. Soo hilarious!!!! God dayummm I’m having goosebumps right now.
Photo via Fashionista
vs me in YSL 2005
… and then remember me in Moscow/Dior + Yves Saint Laurent in 2005 followed by "the Male Gaze" in Brooklyn earlier in 2007? Click click click!
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?