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7:03 pm

An Autobiography: Richard Avedon + Malcolm McLaren

09/10/2006, Art

An Autobiography: Richard Avedon

Come on monsieur i take your hand if you got some time to spare.

Armed with a pint of ice cream, I decided to raid our mini library once again. I know I said I’m NEVER GONNA DO IT EVER SOBER but I need to keep myself occupied. This rather LARGE book caught my eye…

When I saw that 13-year old book on the shelf, I asked myself, "isn’t Richard Avedon a very important fashion photographer?" My sweaty hands and whatever internal organs I have left went convulsing: I just have to open the big brown book with the big red letters.

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8:25 am

Fridays are gay days!

08/10/2006, Current Affairs

Fridays are gay days!

You’re gay, he’s gay, she’s gay, I’m gay, everyone is fucking gay cause yesterday was a Friday!

M Cafe (Manila) crab cakes = Bryanboy’s breakfast + lunch

Fridays are cheating days, too. I’m sooo obese I wanna cry, slit my wrists before jumping off the bridge to die. :(

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9:44 pm

Chanel, Chanel, Chanel!

07/10/2006, Fashion

Chanel, Chanel, Chanel!

I SWEAR TO FUCKING GOD, I’m gonna open a new bank account sometime next week and name it the "Bryanboy Chanel Tweed Jacket Fund". I’ve been dreaming of having a brand new Chanel tweed jacket bought directly from Paris for the longest time… I repeat, **MY** OWN brand-new Chanel tweed jacket, not hand-me-downs deceased (or alive) family members/not-so-distant relatives or "vintage" jackets from consignment/thrift shops.


Photo credit: Style.com

(BTW, this isn’t the jacket that I want for myself but I think this one is gorgeous anyway)

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6:40 am

Don’t stop believin

07/10/2006, Uncategorized

Don’t stop believin’

I love this song (and video). It reminds me of two things: Donna Jensen in Silver Springs, Nevada and the time I got fucked inside a FedEx van just outside my friend’s former house in London back in the dark ages.

Anthony Joseph Fletcher if you are reading this, I have two words: MARIANNE. PIGEON.

SEND ME SMS MESSAGES MOTHER FUCKERS! IT’S 6:38AM… I WANT TO WAKE UP WITH LOTS OF MESSAGES ON MY PHONE. I KNOW I DON’T REPLY TO ALL OF THEM BUT I READ ALL OF YOUR MESSAGES AND THEY ALL MAKE ME SMILE.

+63.915.785.1492.

(except the ones from idiots who ask if I’m Bryanboy or not and people who ask me if they can be my
"friend")

I’ll update properly when I get up. I’m knackered!

Baboosh_3

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10:37 pm

Love is a game.. drives me insane

05/10/2006, Bryanboy.com, Current Affairs, Love Life, Paris

Love is a game.. it drives me insane

Love is a game… it drives me insane. I feel no shame and won’t take no blame.

Before I begin with my usual spiel, let me tell you that my "111" (one pill, one fruit cup and one glass of milk a day) diet didn’t work for me. It was terrible. It fucked my head up completely. I spent the entire time popping sleeping pills because I got dizzy all the time from the lack of food. That’s why I haven’t updated my blog recently. Well, that and the bollocking typhoon too.

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7:58 am

Yeah, Baby! Cheers, Thanks a lot!

05/10/2006, Uncategorized

Yeah, Baby! Cheers, Thanks a lot!

Most of you (84% of my readership to be precise) won’t understand what I’m about to post here but to those who can, saucer of milk please for table 31.

Bryanboy.com reader, Jenny B., was kind enough to email me her thoughts on one of my old entries.

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4:19 am

Glorious Gaultier!

05/10/2006, Fashion

Glorious Gaultier!

BRAVO!!!! GORGEOUS. FUCKING GORGEOUS. I LOVE IT!!!!!!! BIG IS BEAUTIFUL!!!! I FUCKING SHAT MY PANTS WHEN I SAW THIS. MAURICIO I LOVE YOU!!!!! TIME TO PURGE THOSE FIVE ALMONDS YOU HAD FOR LUNCH! I **MUST** KNOW HER NAME!!!

Thank god for Gaultier for feeding those Madrid anti-size-zero mother fuckers some much-needed cake.

I’ll update in a bit. I **PROMISE**!!!!!!!!!!!!! I’m busy buying some cashmere goodies from Bluefly.

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Baboosh_3

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8:21 pm

Breaking News: BEVERLY HILLS PEOPLE I NEED YOU

03/10/2006, Press Coverage

Breaking News: BEVERLY HILLS PEOPLE I NEED YOU

100306_blondSomebody from Beverly Hills one-three-one-zero sent me a text message earlier saying I got nominated as "Most Loved and Popular Gay Guy" next to Randy Harrison of Queer as Folk at some magazine… obviously I wasn’t **THE** MOST LOVED AND POPULAR GAY GUY but whatever. What the heck, I shouldn’t be complainin… 2nd best is just as good when you’ve got this faggot as competition. Hahaha!

Edit: 8:34PM: here’s a smaller version of his photo. I’m too selfish to give tis guy some website real estate today.

I know why he won — clearly he’s thinner than me and I’m fat. I’m kidding!

I NEED YOU TO TAKE A PHOTO OF THAT MAGAZINE OR HECK, SCAN IT AND EMAIL IT TO ME. bryanboy@gmail.com and carbon copy it to bryan@bryanboy.com.

That person told me he’ll send it but my inbox is still empty. It’s late over there. I offered him sexual favours in return but he said he’s still a virgin — I think the phrase ‘Los Angeles’ speaks for itself. Bring me the head of an LA virgin and I’ll give you the pope’s red croc Pradas in return.

I NEED THAT SCAN FOR GOD’S (AND MY SANITY’S) SAKE…. I NEED TO VALIDATE MY EXISTENCE!!!!!

Baboosh_3

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9:30 am

I love each and every one of you.

03/10/2006, Fan Art

I love each and every one of you.

I honestly don’t know where to begin so I’m gonna start where I think I’m extremely good at: shameless self-promotion.

Y’all gonna have to bear with me over the next few days cause I’m not gonna publish photos of my fugly face. I literally look like a fucking tomato and I’m peeling like a mother fucker, thanks to Obagi. Also, I’m gonna get that Spanish Peel soon – I have to look flawless for THAT special occassion coming up. I’ve been practically living on Yves Saint Laurent and MAC concealer the past few months I sooo fucking need oxygen.

During my brief online "absence", a bunch of my precious sex slaves around the world sent me the following photographs. BTW, thanks for reminding me of my responsibility to entertain your sorry obese ass — y’all certainly know how to make me feel special. I’m sure there’s an envious faggot out there who will literally shit their pants when they see this blog entry.

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5:28 pm

Bad Grass Die Last.

02/10/2006, Bryanboy.com

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