Glorietta 2 Bombing/Explosion/Blast Blah blah blah
Oh. my. god. It’s a good thing I didn’t go to the city otherwise I’d probably be dead right now. Whatevs, it’s not like I go to THAT part of the mall anyway. JK.
I was having my pedicure done earlier this afternoon at my neighbourhood salon when my mum sent me a text message, asking my whereabouts because something exploded in one of the biggest malls here. Initial reports said some cooking gas tank exploded in some restaurant but based on the damage I’ve seen on TV just now (and online photos), there is NO way in hell a small gas tank blew up an entire wing of a mall with several floors to the point that the ceiling fell to the ground. As of latest count, 8 people have died and 89 people are injured. It’s heart-wrenching to watch this sort of shit on TV so I had to turn it off.
Look at all those mallrats. Gotta love third world gawkers. Put myself in their shoes and I’d be running for my life.
I hope this isn’t some sort of a terrorist attack… as if we really need one right now. It’s funny cause I had this conversation with my dad earlier this morning about foreign exchange rates and how third world mickey mouse money is going soo strong compared to the donald duck dollar (I mostly get paid in US dollars for my ventures) and it sucks that the exchange rate is nasty. He even said the dollar will reach greater lows compared to our currency over the next few months. Well, with this whole mall explosion thing rocking the country right now, I can’t wait to see what sort of effect this thing will have on the markets. I don’t know about you but hella I’m buying stocks this Monday — buy low, sell high! LOL.
On a lighter note, I might be playing hostess to a few foreign friends in the next few weeks and I don’t want people to be cancelling their flights left and right etc. Y’ALL HAVE TO COME SEE ME FOOLS, DON’T LISTEN TO THE MEDIA. I have huge fat cock flying in and my ass needs a serious pump and dump session! I need cock god dammit. I need huge fat uncut cock! The US Embassy already issued travel advisories god forbid other countries follow suit.
My sincere condolences go out to families and friends of the victims. Click click click for more explosion photos.
Marc by Marc Jacobs
Allelujah, allelujah, allelujah. AHHHHHHHH LLLLLEEE LU JAAAAAHHHHH.
Photo via: Chuvaness
Visa cards with $0 balances at ten paces… coming soon in the cesspit of the third world: Marc by Marc Jacobs! Ladies, you’re not hallucinating. God DEFINITELY answered my prayers! Thank you Rustan’s. Thank you SSI.
1) When will the store open?
2) What collection are they gonna carry? Fall/Winter 2007 (which is gonna be on "sale" come late December/January) or Spring/Summer 2008?
3) Clothing? Accessories? Both?
I have another question (are there jobs available because I want a staff discount) and then the thought of me serving people day in/day out is soo not, you know… fuck that shit. Me? Serving people? Bitch. Please. I would rather jump off a bridge head first than hand a 17-year old fat spoiled kid some size 7 shoes in exchange for what, 50% staff discount?
Just bloody open already! I love Marc by Marc!
Third World Style
If, like me, you love browsing those street-style websites (for inspiration, entertainment and masturbation) where bloggers take photos of unknown, random people from the street for everyone on the net to look at from time to time, well, let me tell you this — the people at my favourite Stockholm Street Style, Facehunter and the sexy Sartorialist, got nothing on my skanky third world obese ass.
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I don’t like Miguel Zubiri.
I know I promised y’all that I won’t write anything in brown monkey ooga mooga language (or anything related to third world people) because only 13% of my readers are flips. It’s election season once again in viva la third world so please… spare me from flak, silvous plait.
Click click click! I’m not gonna litter my fabulous home page with third world political brouhaha.
Pictionary Primetime/Stars + Stripes
I’m really glad many of you loved my black + white pictionary. I really had fun doing it. I mean, minimalism, whatever it is, ain’t really my cup of tea but what do I know. LOL. I’m more of a "wear everything and pile it all up like a good ol’ christmas tree" kind of person. Speaking of christmas trees, I know y’all been waiting for this photo set. Hello…. 400 emails in 2 days!! While emails are truly truly appreciated, do yourself a favour and leave comments instead. Soo much easier. You don’t even have to reveal your real name, just use an alias or something.
Hot or not? Either way, I don’t think I could possibly ever top that, now and forever. For real. After this pictionary it’s all gonna be "normal", whatever that is. I can’t wait for that beautiful day when I’m old, fat, poor, broke, wrinkly, homeless and itching with scabies, and ask myself, "what the fucking hell was I thinking?". Whatevs. Hahaha! I LOVE IT! I FUCKING LOVE IT! I REALLY DO! I LOVE ME! GO GET EM TIGER!
I know y’all miss my verbal diarrhea but photos speak louder than words…
Mail Call: Imelda Marcos Collection, NYC and How do I go to Alaska?
Parisians aren’t the only ones who mail postcards inside envelopes… Nueva Yorkers do it as well.
Postcard from Thomasco
Me, You and Manila Zoo.
Oh my god oh my god oh my god oh my god oh my god oh my god oh my god oh my god oh my god oh my god oh my god oh my god oh my god oh my god oh my god oh my god oh my god oh my god oh my god oh my god oh my god oh my god oh my fucking god!!!!
I have like the greatest idea ever in the history of mankind! I think you’re gonna like it. Heck, I think you’re gonna love it!
If you love animals like I do, read on.