Only Yvan Rodic, the very handsome and very ooh la la guy behind the famous Facehunter blog can make me sit on top of a military truck on the streets of New York after the Marc by Marc Jacobs show for a photo op.
Visit http://yvanrodic.blogspot.com.
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Marc Jacobs Advertising + Juergen Teller Book Signing
I'm a big fan of Juergen Teller's work. When I was younger, I bought his spectacular model casting book "Go Sees". So when the lovely folks at Marc Jacobs invited me to his book signing event at the Palais Royal Paris store, this time, it's for the enormous coffee table Marc Jacobs Advertising book, I had to come visit and see him in flesh.
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Thank you so much to the massive Daily Telegraph up there in Britain for including me in their "20 Best Fashion Blogs" list. It's an honor to be part of your favourite online fashion clicks. A few friends made the list as well. Congrats to everyone!
Just to clarify a thing or two (I know, I know): although there are several occasions where I've been fortunate enough to be flown in several cities as a "guest", nobody has flown me to the Spring 2010 shows in New York, Milan and Paris and all expenses were paid for by my humble pocket. While some of my traditional media counterparts flew first or business class, billeted at ultra fabu hotels indulging with 100-euro breakfasts (recession what recession), I for one had to rely on short-let apartments on craigslist and whatnot. I even flew coach from New York to Milan with model Kasia Struss! In Paris, I paid something like 800 euros for 10 nights at a modest but lovely apartment! LOL Let me tell you one thing though -- I'm glad I went for broke and joined the fashion circus this season. I think my investment paid off, otherwise I wouldn't have that gorgeous new banner graphic (which silenced and stunned too many to mention) on top of my website. Hah!
Perhaps next season I'll have a lovely benefactor.... please pretty please?
Now as for me being Christopher Bailey's so-called BFF...... where did that come from?
DO ME DAILY CHRISTOPHER BAILEY? CALL/SMS ME! +63.927.350.7453
Thanks again Daily Telegraph!
photo credit: styleclicker
Here I am roaming the streets of Royal Oak, Michigan trying to find a place to buy cigarettes at 1AM.
Someone has got to pump up the volume cause it's all hoodies and baggy stonewashed jeans in the midwest.
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After Paris, I immediately went to Michigan to visit my aunt who has stage 4 colon cancer. I arrived in Detroit airport very late at night. Instead of taking a cab to go straight to my aunt's house (which is quite a long drive), I checked-in at a modest airport hotel smack right in the middle of nowhere. I was tired, knackered to the bone and all I want was a nice warm bath, a glass of cheap vodka and a few cigarettes.
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Blue is the colour of the night.
There is only one man in the world who can make me walk for miles and miles and miles (without me whining) and it's my friend P. I remember on my last day in NYC back in February, we walked the city for 10 hours non-stop. We first met earlier this year and it's nice seeing him again last month and this time around.
I'm here in the heartlands of America....
As one of my online readers said, "is Bryanboy on a 'Queers Across America' campaign?"
LOL
Geography is no boundary to Bryanboy's faggotry.... can we just please go to WERQ?
Sorry for the lack of updates but my laptop gave up on me. I'll update more when I get myself sorted out.
I apologize....
The lovely Fred of Easy Fashion, one of my favourite French streetstyle blogs, took this wonderful photo of me at the Cour Carrée Musée du Louvre where the Louis Vuitton show took place yesterday.
Between you and me, I'm shocked that I look nice (ok, presentable, but I could've WERQED the LOOQUE harder) in this photo. I was all sweaty, coughing, huffing and puffing when I got to the show venue because I sprinted (in five inch heels) from the wrong metro station. Not good.
But the result, well, voila, pas mal...
Thank you Fred!
It's interesting how I have thousands of photos of other people (and things) here in Paris but I barely have pictures of myself. I went to the Fendi Party with Hugo, Karen, Michelle and Dean who took these blurry yet absolutely hilarious photos of me prancing the streets to go back to Maxim's where Club Sandwich is held.
Thanks Dean!
Every fashion-obsessed child's dream is to own a Louis Vuitton bag. Well, after all these years of loving Louis Vuitton, the time has arrived. It's an honor to be invited to the delightfully colourful Louis Vuitton womenswear show earlier this afternoon. My first ever LV show, can you believe it? Yes, here in Paris in the center of it all (not in Hong Kong, Singapore or worse, Manila), at the Louvre!!!!!
Thank you so much for having me there and hope to see the show next season!
Pictures and videos to follow. The hair, the bags, the fox fur tails, the shoes, my god, I don't even know where to begin!
Yesterday afternoon before the extraordinary Alexander McQueen show and the super fun Fendi party, I popped by the self service magazine offices for an impromptu shoot. They shot me and the ultra chic and ultra beautiful Giovanna Battaglia. If you're a streetstyle blog fan (ie thesartorialist, jak and jil and many, many others) I'm sure you'll know who she is.
Me waiting for my turn to get my make-up done..
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Rad Hourani is one of the breakout stars coming out of New York fashion week. I'm a big fan of his work and his aesthetic and I'm so happy I got to wear Rad here in Paris.
Meanwhile, I've been getting lots of compliments in Milan and Paris because of these ultra chic yet ultra cheap $5 Marc by Marc Jacobs rings (first two rings on the left) I bought in New York. Five dolla, five dolla!
photo credit: trendycrew.com
Ask me who I think is the most ferocious and best dressed woman of our time and the answer I'll give you is no other than Daphne Guinness, hands-down. She went to the Gareth Pugh show early like the rest of us and she was just there, waiting by her chic self, occasionally chatting to random fashion pundits.My friend Rene tried to take pics of Rihanna when she got there but I had my eyes glued on Daphne. When Riri left, I grabbed Rene and asked him to come with me because I need to meet Daphne Guinness.
Well, what do you know... Daphne is not only very approachable, she's also very gracious and very kind. We chatted for a few minutes and she even joined us on the queue... I politely told her "but you're Daphne Guinness, you should walk right through!!!" and she cheekily said something how them English folk like to fall in line LOL. I adore her. I love her. LOVE as in LOVE. I even touched her plastic coat!
I was this close to telling her "OH EM GE DAPHNE CAN I SPEND A DAY OR TWO IN YOUR HOUSE AND ALLOW ME TO RANSACK YOUR WARDROBE SO WE CAN PLAY DRESS UP IN YOUR COUTURE?" but alas, I've only just met her so I need to behave.
But... can you imagine how much fun we'll have if that happened?
Back in June, I swore to myself I'll never get photographed beside a model again because I'm not comfortable with the huge disparity between looks... but the inevitable happened. SUPER POWER WONDER TWINS ACTIVATE! Backstage at Dolce & Gabbana, holy moly it's Natasha Poly!
Me and my favourite model in the history of all time. The most ferocious walker ever, ever, ever, EVER! I'll never apologize for saying I love her more than I love Gisele, Kate and Naomi COMBINED.
Now, can we please go to WERQ?
That's all.
A Place in Fashion History
In a very bizarre (and surreal) twist of fate, I had the privilege and honor of sitting on the same row as some of the fashion industry's heavyweights at the Dolce & Gabbana Spring/Summer 2010 fashion show yesterday afternoon: IHT/NY Times' Suzy Menkes, Michael Roberts of Vanity Fair, American Vogue's Sally Singer (who I really love and admire), Anna Wintour and Hamish Bowles, and Tommy Ton of Jak and Jil.
I'm usually the early bird when it comes to fashion shows but this time around, I went there two or three minutes before the show began because of pre-show interviews I did upstairs. When I finally settled to my seat, reality hit me. There I was, sitting amongst THE establishment. Influential people who shaped fashion for years and whose work you've kept track of since childhood. I've lost all sense of self and wrote a post on twitter how I wished for the ground to open up and swallow me alive. I was soo nervous throughout the entire time I even dropped my cellphone to the floor!
Thank you so much Dolce & Gabbana for this wonderful opportunity and for embracing us bloggers with open arms. I'll cherish this experience for the rest of my life.
Coming up next: models! backstage! clothes! Dolce & Gabbana's return to the classic floral prints!
PS. The very handsome 'stached Hamish Bowles is, as always, AWESOME! He came up to me after the show and it's soo nice seeing him again.
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