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February 05, 2007

Postcard from Copenhagen: Life is a runway

Postcard from Copenhagen: Life is a runway

My Swedish boy toy Jakob (remember him?) just got back from Copenhagen and sent me this photo of the place we stayed at before. He didn't have a lot of words to say but what he said makes perfect sense: "a reminder".

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December 13, 2005

Filipino Hospitality

Filipino Hospitality

Who would have thought the cleaning ladies assigned to my floor are Filipino?

I went to the supermarket (oh yes) to buy some biscuits and when I got back, there were 3 cleaning ladies in my room.

One of them is Chinese and the other two (below) are from my motherland, the cesspit of the third world... the land of the brown, l'exotique and the natives.


I overheard them talking in Filipino so I chatted them up.

They were complimenting me left and right - they said I'm sooo skinny and nice. The lady on the right thinks I'm a celebrity in the Philippines. I told them NOOOOOOOO!

Then they talked about how I have all these furs and bags and sunglasses and how they loved William (the dead fox).

We chatted for about 10 minutes and they gave me a ton of chocolates and capuccino sachets before leaving.

I met up again with the boys at 6PM for some shopping and dinner. We went to 2 department stores in Copenhagen, Illum and Magasin because most boutiques close early and it's the department stores that are open late.

I bought some presents for random people, chocolates, a chic alarm clock (Jacob Jensen), a 24pc flatware set (Bodum) and a 3-pc set of serving bowls from Georg Jensen.


I didn't asked them to be gift-wrapped cause I'm fedexing them home tomorrow.

Had a nice quiet dinner with the boys. Everyone was tired, including moi.

I'm feeling slightly feverish. Maybe because I haven't been getting much sleep over the past few weeks. I've only been sleeping for an average of 3-5 hours a day. Even my eyes are totally fucked up.

In fact, everything is fucked up.

I haven't had a facial in a MONTH and I've got all these things sprouting on my face. My skin is dry, I haven't had a decent manicure and my hair is long.

Believe it or not, I'm starting to feel homesick.

Thank god my gal pal Tina D. is flying to Paris this Thursday.

I've decided not to go to Berlin anymore (not for just 2 days) so I'm going to Riga, Latvia on Wednesday for 2 nights... then it's gonna be Paris galore starting Friday.

I can't wait.

Cute guys, fantastic shopping, gastronomic delights, gorgeous scenery, everything!


Going back to Filipino hospitality...

When I got back to the room at around 8:30PM, there's this HUGE plate of fruit waiting for me near my desk.


I thought that was very kind and sweet of them to do.

I'm touched.

More updates later.


December 12, 2005

Straight Eye For The Queer Guy

Straight Eye For The Queer Guy


Imagine being the only complete fag and hanging out with 4 absolutely macho, 6-foot-plus, straight men.

God I love Sebastian... and his friends, Rasmus, Martin and Uli.

They sure do know how to cheer a guy up.


They came to my hotel at 8PM and rescued me from the wrath of loneliness and boredom. We all went to the Tivoli Amusement Park (for free!!!!!!!) which is right in front of my hotel.




They made me try this beverage - I don't know what it is - but it's like a fruity tea (with raisins, nuts etc) with alcohol in it. It's quite nice actually.

We strolled around the park for about an hour then we went to a cafe to have more drinks.


We also went around Nyhavn. Unfortunately, most places in Copenhagen are closed on a Sunday so we went to this pub where Rasmus' (the blonde guy) friend works. They bought me a glass of beer which is brewed especially for the Christmas season. I have to say it's the first time I had beer in YEARS and it actually tasted quite nice.

Screw being fat - I never say no to alcohol.

They even showed me what HELL looks like. To these guys, a public toilet in Nyhavn is HELL. I was like, it's not even hell to me. They obviously haven't been to a public toilet (or any toilet whatsoever) in the third world.


After 2 trips to 7-11, cheap Danish hotdogs (I had 4 hotdogs!!!) and a ton of Vodka and fake sprite, we decided to just hang around in my room cause there was nowhere else to go.


That blonde woman on the picture has this teeny little voice and she sounds like a mouse. She claims she's from Nashville, TN though the boys said she's probably a cheap hooker.







I had a nice time with these guys.

It's amazing how we probably have little in common but they were all nice and treated me like a real person regardless of our differences - i.e. I like boys, they like mussels. 

Sadly, you never see that kind of bonding in the third world... at least where I live.

I'll never forget what Rasmus said (he's the smartest one) - we're all gonna die of bird flu.


December 11, 2005

Cryanboy, Love Me, Video Surprise, Stockhome Excess



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I don't know whether to laugh or cry.

I have never felt soo stupid.

I did cry for a little bit on my way back from the train station (where I dropped Jakob off cause he has to go back to middle of nowhere, Sweden) to the hotel. Thank god I had my brand spanking new Gucci sunglasses to conceal my tears.

(God I look awful on that picture.)

I'll be honest. I haven't cried in a long time.

Heck, I didn't even cry when my grandfather died last year.

I don't even know why the fuck I'm sobbing like a little bitch. 

It seems soo petty and shallow, you know.

I bet you he'll probably laugh it off (or feel embarassed) when he reads this post. Am I right, Jakob? Hah! *kiddin*

Nah, he's a really cool guy. I'm glad that we met. I have to admit though, the chances of me and him seeing again are pretty much slim to none. History repeats itself and it's ***ALWAYS*** been like that whenever I go on holiday.

I told him yesterday when we were walking around Copenhagen, "Merry Christmas, Happy New Year and Happy Birthday."

Here's a funny pic taken on Friday (thanks Sebastian!!!!)


I look like a midget compared to all those guys. Ugh! Someone just make me 6 foot 3 already. Please? All I want for christmas is to be 6'3... or 6'4.

Love Me

While true love comes in the form of a Hermes croc birkin bag or a Vacheron Constantin watch, looking at some of these pictures will suffice when I'm feeling shit.

Thank you, thank you, thank you all for loving me.

(Bryangirl in the making. She's only 16 months old. Thanks Sharon!)

(Here's some Swedish lovin' lovin from Ola and Linn... they're some of Jakob's friends.  The left sign says "Go for it Jaqy" aka Jakob.)

AL from the Philippines even had their maids do the Bryanboy pose. I love it! (Hello to JS!!)

I love girls from the land of kangaroos and gorgeous surfer boys.


Here's a big one from Singapore. Bryanboy LOVES EACH AND EVERYONE of you.


Keep those pictures coming. A lonely, sobbing bitch like me can never have too much love. True love comes in the form of a photograph. Email prima facie evidence of your unconditional love to

Anyway, I need to get my head fixed. I'm gonna roam around Copenhagen for a bit, stock up on Georg Jensen and see more Danish people.

I need a good kick up my ass so I'll *snap* *snap* back to reality.

Video Surprise

I have a little gay video surprise for you all.

I'm cleaning up my digital camera and came across this small video of me posing in a club. Niklas must have pressed the wrong button and took a video instead of a picture.

Click here to download/view it. It's quite dark though. Oh well.

Stockhome Excess

Here's more Stockholm pics for you to look at. Some of the pics were taken at Sturecompagniet. I'm telling you, that FOX goes everywhere!!!!










Ok, ok, I know she's gorgeous. Her chinchilla is better than mine though. I love you NAOMI!



Holiday Fling

Holiday Fling

Don't you just hate them? Anyone who is single and have travelled (solo) somewhere who had a holiday fling (hahahahahahahaha) knows what I'm feeling right now.

Jakob and moi got up early in the afternoon. Imagine waking up to this.


I went to the shower after getting up and when I came out of the bath, he served breakfast - 2 red Danish hotdogs.


Isn't he sweet? Imagine him getting out of the hotel (and walk 2 - 3 blocks) to go to a hotdog stand, just for me to try these hotdogs.

We spent about 2 hours walking around Copenhagen. We were determined to see the Little Mermaid, rain or... rain.




You know where I stand and how I feel about walking (read my previous post about it). This guy, for some strange reason, made me appreciate walking - see sights, hear sounds, smell scents, etc. Walking with him was effortless; I didn't feel tired and I didn't even sweat a single bead, inspite of my 2-inch cowboy boots and heavy Birkin bag.

The Little Mermaid was worth it.




We walked for a little bit before having dinner at a Sushi place.

Oh I don't know what to think/say anymore.

He's a really nice guy and I wish him the very best. It's a shame he's leaving for Sweden tomorrow morning. It's 8:47PM here in Copenhagen.

God knows whether we'll meet again or not. Maybe not in the longest time. Who knows.

BTW, he knows his labels too. I'm very impressed. Nothing can beat a young man in a Gucci polo t-shirt and a Hermes Twilly.


Awwwwww I'm REALLY gonna miss Jakob. He's really cool.

I'm at a loss on what to say. We're gonna drink the night off. We've got a lot of vodka.


Wish me luck tomorrow. I'll most definitely have tears... perhaps not on the outside, but definitely inside.


December 10, 2005

Cool Copenhagen

Cool Copenhagen

Yes, I made the flight yesterday. I'm here in Copenhagen all safe and sound. In fact, I just got up from a good night out.

Meet Jakob, the "sick, Swedish kid" I was talking about.


He got here by train about an hour after I did. I guess that's what nice about these Nordic countries, they're all connected to each other by various means - train, plane, slow boat etc.

Rememeber Sebastian from my November 20, 2005 post?


I rang him up yesterday, rescued me and Jakob from getting lost and introduced me to his roommates and friends, who are mostly German and American.


Just because I'm surrounded by straight boys it doesn't mean I have to stop posing.


We went to 2 places yesterday - Pan Club and Heidi's (not sure of the spelling).

I LOVED Heidi's. It's very cozy, VERY German, VERY packed and they play the cheesiest tunes ever - think 70s/80s/early 90s pop.

They even have this foam machine OUTSIDE the bar that spits out fake snow.




All I can say is, it's nice to wake up with someone beside you, not just empty paper bags and the stench of room service leftovers.

More updates later.


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