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Bryanboy Loves… and Random Cheesemax

02/11/2006, Random Cheesemax

Bryanboy Loves… and Random Cheesemax

#1 – Bryanboy loves people from Chapel Hill, NC, Bronx, NY, Pittsburgh, PA, Nijmegen, Netherlands, Monterrey, Mexico, Guadalajara, Mexico, Mesa, AZ, Wavre, Brabant Belgium, Istanbul, Turkey, Dalmine, Italy, Rotterdam, Netherlands, Magn, France, Putnam Valley, NY, Miami, FL, Jacksonville, FL, Piazzola Sul Brenta, Italy, Brighton, UK, Montreal, Canada, Santiago, Chile and of course, all the lovely girls from Tallahassee, FL. I love you all! Say hi don’t be shy you fucking maggots!

#2 Meet the fabulous trio from Paris: Lurent, Vincent and Adriano. I really love the French. I’m telling you, Paris is definitely the best, best, best, best, best, best, best, best, best, best city in the world! I really should get my fat ass up there. For real. I feel like I’m missing out a lot in life because I’m not in Paris.

Laurent, you’re a hottie! Let’s make babies! Hahaha! Bisous! :)


8:57 pm

Bryanboy Loves Singapore

27/10/2006, Random Cheesemax

Bryanboy Loves Singapore

Happy anniversary to me! I’m gonna make 2 blog entries today. I’ll do my anniversary entry a little bit later. My bronchitis and my sore throat is back. Blame it on chain smoking and my DVD marathon.

A reader from Singapore sent me this video snippet made by the wonderful folks of Blog TV. It’s a great concept if you’re gonna ask me. We all know there’s a huge goldmine waiting for being an online blogging slut (I read on X17 not too long ago that good ol Perez charges US$130,000 for 3 months’ worth of advertising) and it’s great that Singaporeans are going mainstream with blogging.

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Big shout out to the folks at Blog TV. Thanks, from the bottom of my heart, for whoring my site without me knowing it. I love each and every one of you. I really do.

I really love Singapore. Right from the start, those fabulous Singaporeans have supported my website. I don’t think they’ve ever seen a gay bastard such as myself invade their conservative computer screens in the past. Am I right girls? I mean, there’s that Colin and Kerokerokeroppi teeny bopper 11 and 12-year old teeny bopper gay couple who likes to go to the mall and take neoprint photos but I think they got their act busted by their parentals. ARE YOU EVEN ALLOWED TO BE GAY WHEN YOU’RE 12? DAMMIT WHERE DID MY YOUTH GO?

In any modern civilization, it’s perfectly natural for people to be curious and appreciate the unfamiliar and the unknown. People like me. It’s like the time I went to this bar in Edinburgh many many years ago wearing a black Fendi fur jacket, a Dior J’adore top, my old McQueen patchwork denim pants with matching Dior cadillac bag and a fake tan in the middle of winter… I swear to god and my grandfather’s grave that as soon as I walked inside the bar, the whole world stopped to take one good look at me.

I was like, am I the only non-white person in this bar?

Yes. But that’s not the reason why they were looking at me.

I looked like a whore!

And I fucking loved it!

Hahahahahhahaha! Ahhhh… to be young and carefree. Gone are those days…

At least 400 guys came up to me and asked me all sorts of questions like where I’m from, what’s my name and all that bullcrap. Whatever, I don’t mind answering a few questions in exchange for free drinks. Even a lesbian came up to me. She works at an advertising agency, she gave me her business card and she told me to come in to her office the following week but I told her I can’t cause I’m on holiday and I don’t want to be one of those illegals who work with no working permit… and what, get deported? Thanks but not thanks. She was nice though… she bought me and my friend a huge bottle of free champagne that night. I told my friend we have to pretend we’re a couple to ward off any unwanted attention. Too many damn perverts thinking I would give them unconditional rights to touch my ass simply because they bought me double gin tonics.

That was THEN.

These days, I probably have to pay people so they can touch my ass. It sucks to be old, lonely and miserable. If I were you, try to enjoy your youth as much as you can. The next time some old bastard grabs your ass at the club, give the wrinkly old mother fucker a wink and half a smile.

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06/09/2006, Random Cheesemax

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11:07 am

Bryanboy Loves… and Random Cheesemax: I’ve gone mainstream!

22/08/2006, Random Cheesemax

Bryanboy Loves… and Random Cheesemax

It’s been ages since I last did a BLRC entry so here goes. Gosh, time flies REALLLLLLLY fast these days… the last time I posted a BLRC was back on July 20, 2006!!! I really need to get my act together. There’s so much work that has to be done, sooo many projects, soo many tasks. I had to move my ‘personal vacation’ to next month because I’m launching a shitload of stuff online over the next 2-3 weeks. UGH!!! Let’s get down to business, shall we?

Why do I look EXTREMELY thin on that photo? I love it!

#1 – Bryanboy loves people from San Francisco, CA, Lake Worth, FL, Brisbane, QLD Australia, Guamchil, Sinaloa Mexico, San Jose, Costa Rica, Auckland, New Zealand, Zielona Gra, Lubuskie Poland, Venlo Limburg, Netherlands, Seoul, South Korea, Vaxjo, Sweden and of course, people from Perth, Australia! Bryanboy loves y’all. Say hi, don’t be shy!

More camwhorage, YouTube videos, an acne-infested Kate Moss and BLRC after the jump…


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Food Poisoning and Filming

20/07/2006, Current Affairs, Food and Drink, Press Coverage, Random Cheesemax, Shilebrities

Food Poisoning and Filming

I don’t even know where to begin. A lot of things happened in the past few days. If I got a dollar every time I said ‘food poisoning’ over the past 72 hours I’d be one heck of a very wealthy faggot by now.

The good news is I lost some weight… and I’m VERY well on my way on losing some more.

That’s David Kempner (left), me and Fenton Bailey (right). Fenton has produced far too many award-winning documentaries, TV shows and films like The RuPaul Show, The Eyes of Tammy Faye, Party Monster, HBO Documentary Monica (Lewinsky) in Black and White, Inside Deep Throat and TransGeneration amongst many others. David, on the other hand… well, I found out early on Wednesday morning that he filmed Paris Hilton before. He also worked on Inside Deep Throat and Bridget Jones: The Edge of Reason.


7:59 am

Bryanboy Loves…and Random Cheesemax: Retail Therapy and More

30/06/2006, Current Affairs, Fan Art, Fans, Fashion, Random Cheesemax

063006_thumbBryanboy Loves…and Random Cheesemax: Retail Therapy and More

DISCLAIMER: This is QUITE POSSIBLY THE LONGEST BL…RC entry of all time so be sure to read it all.

#1 – Bryanboy loves people from Budapest, Hungary, Plano, TX, Salford, UK, Staten Island, NY, Paderno Dugnano, Italy, Paris, France, Willebroek, Belgium, Lisbon, Portugal, Chrzanw Nowy, Poland, Beijing, China, Djursholms Sby, Sweden, Rome, Italy, Sarugakucho, Tokyo Japan and of course, all the cute guys and lovely girl from Hudiskvall, Gavleborgs Lan Sweden! I love each and every one of you ya fuckin maggots. Send me "I LOVE BRYANBOY" pictures! I can never have too much of those.

New York City, BC, Canada, Rome Italy, Jakarta, Indonesia, Philadelphia, PA, Madison, Wisconsin and Singapore. Unless you’re legally blind, it should be obvious to you that people all over the world love me so you, yes you, should start loving me too.



Full-sized version of these pics plus all the random cheesemax that I love after the jump.


10:35 pm

(WARNING: PHOTO INTENSIVE) Blistered Feet, Bruised Heart, Madonna, Bryanboy Loves… and Random Cheesemax!

26/06/2006, Random Cheesemax

Blistered Feet, Bruised Heart, Bryanboy Loves… and Random Cheesemax!

#1 – Bryanboy loves people from Manchester, UK, Santo Domingo, Dominican Republic, Chattanooga, TN, Dededo, Guam, Leichhardt, NSW Australia, Ithaca, NY, Calgary, AB Canada, Centreville, VA, St.Jean-Rohrbach, France, Shimbashicho, Japan, Iselin, NJ, Berlin, Germany, Shanghai, China, Liding, Sweden and of course, all the fabulous people in Oslo, Norway. Bryanboy loves y’all! Say hi, don’t be shy! Big shout to Martine and her friend Sooommer from Norway. Jeg elsker deg!!!

062606_a_preview #2 – I went to Preview Magazine’s Best Dressed Ball on Saturday night for about an hour or two. Everyone’s all dressed up in fabulous, rock-worthy outfits. It’s one of those VERY rare events where citizens of this little, tiny town in the third world actually put on HIGH VOLTAGE effort in dressing up. Everyone looked good in their ‘rock-chic’ inspired outfits. It’s a shame my camera batteries ran out of juice otherwise I would’ve camwhored the entire night. I can only rely on people who took photos of me. PLEASE, PRETTY PLEASE SEND ME PHOTOS YA FUCKIN MAGGOTS! I’M BEGGING! Hahahaha!

Ugh, I feel sick to the bone. I’ve got about 6 blisters on my feet all in the name of f-a-s-h-i-o-n (wait, that’s 7), courtesy of my 5-inch or whatever satin Lanvin cone heels and I do not have pictures of myself. Oh well.


(John Galliano S/S06 pinstripe jacket with skull silk-screen print on the back, super old Bernard Wilhelm tank top, metallic skinny Viktor Jeans, Lanvin cone heels, Dolce & Gabbana eel and kid fur bag)

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#3 – More camwhorage…

The Princess and I
Photo credit: Stacy Rodriguez

Me, Anne and Ianne
Photo credit: Ann Bella


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Me and Stacy
Photo credit: Stacy Rodriguez

062606_preview#4 – In spite of all the blisters on my toes, I am happy to report that I did not trip in those heels. Not even once. It hurt like fuck but man, it’s amazing what a pair of heels can do to one’s confidence.

Anyhow, I was gonna have my Galliano jacket altered but I went to 4 different alteration/tailor places and NONE of them wanted to touch it. Apparently there’s a lot of details, from structure, lining and cut, to stitching, the buttons, the "corset-like" thingie detail on the insides of the sleeves. Ugh. John Galliano should make menswear for not-so-fat-but-not-so-skinny boys like me. It’s a size 46 men’s, which is the smallest size for John Galliano and I looked like I could swim inside it. (Photo on the right courtesy of Jenna Genio.)

Whatever though. Fuck clothes. It’s attitude that counts. In this dizzying, pretentious "plastic fantastic" world of fashion and mediadom, big balls, high voltage attitude and "fuck you high heels" are required in order to survive the scene.

Make-up artist Leo Posadas, Viktor Jeans Designer Ino Caluza and moi in Galliano and metallic Viktor Jeans

I had fun that night though. I met lots and lots of people. I even made new acquaintances, bonded with people I never thought I’d hung out with, met people from my past AND people from my not-so-recent past, etc.

For instance, it’s funny how I tried to offer the olive branch to someone who once I considered a "best friend" many, many decades ago. Well, it was a one-way sort of thing. Anyhow, after saying hi and trying to hug her, her response to me was a loud "FUCK YOU! GO TO YOUR PRIENDS!", before turning her back away from me.

Smile for the cameras!
Photo credit: Anne Bella of Preview Magazine

Classic. I somewhat knew it was coming my way and I pretty much expected that to be her response. I only decided to take the risk for old time’s/posterity’s sake. What’s unbelievable was… I somewhat managed a teeny, tiny smirk deep inside me. It was quite apparent that this woman had no intentions of talking to me ever again, her attitude reflected her true colors and it took her THIS long to actually find the balls to tell me to my face.

Drunk, drugged and fucked. In Galliano, of course.

In this life, I’ve learned to forgive… and most of the time, forget. I’m not the type of person who will hold grudges until the day I get cremated on a vintage, custom Goyard steamer trunk that my future husband will buy me and use as a coffin.

There are times when you just wanna let bygones be bygones and try to mend previously broken relationships in order to to be save/relish whatever good memories that you’ve had in the past. Unfortunately it wasn’t the case with this one.

Whoever said all that "time heals" bollocks should be shot in the head. Fine. time is essential because it allows people to mull things over before coming up with a resolution, but really, how much time does one need in order to decide whether to salvage one heck of a dysfunctional-a-rama, find reconciliation or worse, put a closure on the relationship? In most cases though, I find this whole whole "time heals" bullshit as an excuse used by people who can’t be straightforward with their decisions.

Besides, one can only do as much effort in order to restore diplomacy between two parties. But hey… it takes two to tango. If the other person would rather live in the past, there’s not much the other person can do.

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Different people have different ways in handling situations like these. Everyone is unique… which makes the world a beautiful and colourful place. I guess it all boils down to the extent what kind of damage was done. Arguments only go for the worst as a result of miscommunication… or lack of thereof. To most, an apology would suffice. On the other hand, some people can mend broken relationships after a night’s worth of sleep… some may take weeks, months even years, while others require at least 3 generations of reincarnation, from man to monkey to Madonna.  Some even pretend "everything is ok/fine/forgotten" but in reality, one party would stab the other person in the back. Heck, for all you know, they’re probably even backstabbing each other.

And then, of course, there are relationships that are simply not worth saving any longer. After last night’s incident, I realized that after making a fool out of myself (over time) by exhausting all options and opportunities available to me, perhaps saving a broken friendship isn’t what I was actually looking for… but a closure.

On that profound note (and since it was Gay Pride weekend in Manila last week), here’s an old video for those of you who are fans of Madonna. It’s one of my favourite, favourite tracks EVAR.

#5 – Bryanboy loves real, hard men. Right from the beginning, I’ve always tell teenage boys who court me that I want a man with a plan not a boy with a toy. It’s one thing to be admired by a lot of 16-18 year old European teenage boys but really, what I need is a hardcore British daddy to spank me from time to time. Allow me to present you Howard… and the coterie of zombies.



Visit his blog and read what he has to say. 

#6 – Bryanboy loves these girls. Thank you so much for the kind words. Y’all look good. I looked like a drunken, sweaty old mess. LOL. Big shout out to my fans lex, hanna, claud and rosanna.



Gosh, I even saw some of my younger sister’s friends at the club. Crazy!


#7 – I was blog hopping earlier and came across these photos on my little TV appearance. So THIS IS WHAT I LOOK LIKE ON TV. I look as if I’ve just  risen up after heavy sedation! Hahahahaha! Cut me some slack… it was 6 in the morning and I’ve been up for at least 14 hours! HAHAHAHHAHA


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God dammit! I think I should be on TV more often. I think I looked ugly but my fans still love me! Hahahahaha! I need a nose job though. And a chin implant. And a liposuction.


Shit, I should have my OWN TV show.

If there are any agents and publicists out there who wants to make a faggot like me even famous famous (FOR FREE THOUGH CAUSE I AIN’T GOT ANYTHING TO PAY YOU CAUSE I’M POOR) then shoot me an email at or SMS +63.915.785.1492. Hahahahaha!

#8 – Random Cheesemax on the net…

  • The boys are back and the menswear shows in Milan are in full swing! Antonio Berardi reports from Milan. [British Vogue]
  • Eva Mendes is having a footwear issue. Yuck! [Socialite Life]
  • Is Paris Hilton’s bag Prada? [Celebworld]
  • Congrats to Mr & Mrs. Keith Urban for tying the knot. [The Superficial]
  • Hollywood legend Aaron Spelling dead at 83. [US Weekly]
  • Kate Hudson looks pretty on the July issue of Vogue. Funny how I haven’t read a copy of American Vogue this year. Nevertheless, I really, really love the Balenciaga hats. TO.DIE.FOR. []

#9 – If you are in the Philippines, do you still have a copy of June 24th’s Philippine Daily Inquirer? If you do, will you look up the "Super!" section and scan my mugshot there for my archive purposes? I took a pic on my camera phone when I went to Starbucks over the weekend and it would be very, very wrong of me to borrow a copy of the paper, go to the toilet and rip the page off and keep it. You all know my email address.

#10 – The HOUSE THAT MONOGRAM built (Louis Vuitton) is throwing a party this coming Thursday. Remember how I vowed to stay away from LV this year? I think I might pop by the party… if I find something to wear.


Well, an angel from the fashion industry in NYC emailed me "real-life" photos of the F/W bags and I thought I’d share it with you… how can I fucking avoid Vuitton when they came out with this gorgeous, gorgeous, alligator bag? Same with those gorgeous clutches! Shit… I NEED TO MAKE MAJOR MOOLAH soon! I want that bag and if I have to sell my ass to an ageing old man on viagra for a night of roompah roompah then so be it. I DON’T LIKE THE METALLIC bags. AT ALL. They look like the usual, run of the mill LV bags covered in aluminum foil then stamped with the famous LV patterns.






#10 – I have a new best friend and her name is Zolpidem. She’s also known as "stilnox" or "ambien" in some cultures. My god, these pills are lovely! I popped one around 4 in the afternoon and I got up 5 hours later. I think I might have found the solution to my extreme weight gain problem. I’ll just pop a 10mg pill when I’m feeling hungry and doze off to neverland ranch! Fuck diet pills and eating. Set it in stone bitches… I’M GONNA BE EMACIATED AND I WILL LOSE MY PREGNANT TUMMY!

#11 – LINK ME ON YOUR WEBSITE! Here are several cheeky and cheesy images that you can use to promote my faggotry to the world. Feel free to grab them and link to DO NOT USE MY TYPEPAD ADDRESS and use instead.

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#12 – I’m going to a publishing house sometime next week to discuss the possibility of me having a new day job! Yay! I’m keeping my mouth shut for now. Gossip and rumors spread faster than the speed of light in this teeny tiny town.

#13 – My Shu Uemura-sponsored survey results should be ready tomorrow. Thank you, thank you, thank you to all 2,087 people who responded. The results are astounding. WHERE THE FUCKING HELL ARE THOSE 176 PEOPLE WHO WANT TO FUCK ME WITH THEIR PENIS/VIBRATOR?


I think that’s all for now. I’ve got a lot of work to do. It’s been a crazy week y’all but it’s all cool and good.

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I think I’m gonna indulge myself with an apple and some tea. I’m starving.

As always, I love each and every one of you. Fuck the drama and everything else. There’s always someone out there in the world who loves me for being… me!

Email AND or SMS +63.915.785.1492.


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11/06/2006, Random Cheesemax

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Bryanboy Loves… and Random Cheesemax

07/06/2006, Random Cheesemax

Bryanboy Loves… and Random Cheesemax

#1 – I LOVE PARIS HILTON’S NEW VIDEO ("Stars Are Blind")!!! Oh my god all my anal hemorrhoids are flaring up just by watching it. Loves it. That’s hot! Ugh.

#2 – Bryanboy loves people from Malmo, Sweden, Athens, Greece, Irvine, CA, Busby, Alberta Canada, Rome, Italy, Bremerton, WA, Vevey, Switzerland, Worcester, MA, Jakarta, Indonesia, Bridgetown, St. Michael Barbados, Goleta, CA, Del Viso, Buenos Aires, Argentina, Lerster, Sweden and all the people in the small town of Mietinkyl, Southern Finland. Gimme a shout y’all. Say hi, don’t be shy!