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51 entries categorized "Random Cheesemax"

August 22, 2006

Bryanboy Loves... and Random Cheesemax: I've gone mainstream!

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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July 20, 2006

Food Poisoning and Filming

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.

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June 30, 2006

Bryanboy Loves...and Random Cheesemax: Retail Therapy and More

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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.

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June 26, 2006

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

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June 11, 2006

Bryanboy Loves... and Random Cheesemax: "IT'S NOT A ZIT BRYAN, IT'S FOLLICULITIS!" and MOFFATTS' SWEATY PITS

Bryanboy Loves... and Random Cheesemax

#1- Bryanboy loves people from Tallinn, Estonia, Milan, Italy, San Juan, Puerto Rico, Vienna, Austria, Lackarebäck, Sweden, Gav, Cataluna, Spain, Zoetermeer, Netherlands, Copenhagen, Denmark, Vincennes, France, Taipei, Taiwan and of course, all the fabulous people of Rimini, Italy. I love each and every one of you, especially DJ Kylie SteptaCular from Classic Club in Rimini, who recently emailed me a photo of him doing the infamous Bryanboy pose with the same Fendi B bag as I have. I LOVE IT... and I LOVE YOU TOO!


Hey Mr DJ, put the record on and please pimp my website to everyone in the club! I want lots of people from Rimini, Italy to go to my site and email me pictures of them doing the pose or holding the "I LOVE BRYANBOY" sign. Hahaha!

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#2 - I promised my tai tai friend, Mrs. T. that I'll make this girl famous so KEYS ME. I don't know who the fuckin hell she is but she can give Bai Ling a run for her money. I still prefer Bai over this prostitute though. Nevertheless, this bitch is hilarious. I LOVE HER!!!!!!!!!!!! I almost shat my pants when Mrs. T. gave me the link to the video. My English is not by all means perfect but man... this is something else.

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June 07, 2006

Bryanboy Loves... and 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!

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May 29, 2006

Moscow Needs Some Faggotry. Big Time., Meet Dhani Lennevald, Bryanboy Loves... and Random Cheesemax, LOTS OF LOVE From Around the World

Moscow Needs Some Faggotry. Big Time.


I'm sure you've heard the news on how Moscow's first ever gay pride got trashed by a ton of nationalists, skinheads, religious fanatics and such. Thanks to Moscow's homophobic mayor Yuri Luzhkov (who put a ban on the event), Russian fags and queers were deprived of such celebration... and some of them even got beaten up.

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May 09, 2006

Bryanboy Loves... and Random Cheesemax

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#1 - Bryanboy loves people from Parla, Madrid Spain, Englewood Cliffs, NJ, Rixensart, Brabant Belgium, Cardiff, UK, Petaling Jaya, Malaysia, Vanda, Finland, Eschborn, Hessen Germany, Bangkok, Thailand, Cape Town, South Africa, Bischwiller, Alsace France, Beveren, Belgium, Hemiksen, Antwerpen Belgium (Jesus, a ton of Belgian readers eh?), Valla, Sweden and of course, all my loverboys and fag hags in Vienna, Austria. I love each and every one of you. Say hi, don't be shy!

#2 - Oh dear. I seriously wish I knew what (or should I say WHERE) I gotten myself into. You see, a little over a year ago, not too many people in this country knew who I was. Errr, ok, I'm not insinuating that a lot of people know me now, but compared to last year, the people who know my name these days got multiplied by several hundred, if not thousands... perhaps tens of thousands. People from all sorts of backgrounds - rich, poor, middle class, pretending to be rich (like me), pretending to be poor (also like me), whatever.

I'll never forget those times when I'd go to clubs and parties and many, many people would introduce me to many, many people and I'd say "hi", go all shy and make a complete fool of myself. (BTW, I still haven't learned... I STILL make a fool out of myself.). I'd be FILTHY FUCKING rich if I got a dollar every time someone said "I've heard sooo much about you" or "I've heard about your blog". Heck, a lot of people even introduced themselves to me. It's all fun and good and I have absolutely no regrets because I get to meet people... something I've NEVER done before... and to think, I NEVER talk to anyone UNLESS they approach me. I'm not the type of person who would introduce myself to anyone. I just can't.

050906_meThere were sooo many names. Names, names, names, names, names. People, who, at that time, I had no clue as to who they are. I was sooo stupid and clueless. I've got no one else to blame back then for being clueless because I don't read newspapers or magazines. For instance, there was a time when I asked someone (who was just introduced to me) why people are approaching her left and right, every 5 seconds. She'd pull me in one quiet corner and we'd talk for HOURS so people won't disturb our lovely conversation.

Oh I don't know anymore. When you somehow made a name for yourself (in spite of how people perceive you) and when your goal is to create a new world order through faggotry (hahaha), I guess it's inevitable for people to talk about you. It's one of those things that come with the package and the price you pay for being known by a lot of people.

(I didn't wanna use "well-known" or "famous" because I like to pretend I'm humble. Humility is next to cleanliness and cleanliness is next to godliness. HAHA!)

I guess one could only take so much crap. I got fed up a couple of days ago on some internet forum so I asked why some of them can't stop talking shit about me. I told them that I'm a nobody; I'm no actor, celebrity or socialite and I certainly don't deserve their trash and fallacies. Their attention is better directed towards someone else, someone even more high-profile than me.

And then out of nowhere, there's someone out there using me to wipe the floor of the house that I don't even belong. I really don't understand what they get out of it.

I have to admit I had a good laugh when I saw that website.

Ok, I lied.

I initially cringed in shock and horror, shed some tears and called a few friends at first and then I realized should just take it lightly. Afterall, FAMOUS and FABULOUS people get talked (and trash talked) all the time. I'm just disappointed that it's now getting REALLY personal.

These people obviously have far too much spare time in their hands. I suggest that they fine-tooth comb my website. I doubt they read my plea 3 months ago on how I wanted to be adopted by someone with ill-gotten wealth.


Hmm.. I gave it some thought and how I *SERIOUSLY* wish I was a son of a corrupt army general.

Imagine me hitting the third world high streets in my own Maybach or Bentley with 3 bodyguards in tow, all paid for by Filipino taxpayers. I'd have a super fine, kick-ass degree at a top NY school under my belt and I wouldn't be sooo ashamed on how "modest" my grandfather's grave is.

Shit, if these people only knew how much angst I've got against my boring brown clan because we don't have a maosoleum!!!!!!!

Anyway, a few people told me to just ignore it because the more I show my vulnerable side, the more likely they'll provoke and attack. It's sooo hard to ignore it though because I'm new to this level of viciousness. It's one thing to be trash-talked by 2 or 3 people and it's another thing to be trashed in a larger scale.

I guess all I have to do at this point is learn how to deal with it with a white glove and (pretend or try to) show everyone I'm above such crap.

It's hard but I know I'll manage.

Please tell me I'm good at trying to get sympathy. I've always wanted to play the po' little rich boy drama act except I'm not rich. I want to see whether it will work for me because I know it worked for other rich people HAHAHAHAHA!!! I'm kidding.

#3 - You guys certainly know how to make a fag happy. It really is comforting to know that there's people out there who read my gospel, wherever they are in the world. Norway, California, Florida, Philippines and Singapore.







#4 - Oh my good lord. Lookie lookie at what I got via email!!!!!! There you have it. Your love has definitely reached record-breaking levels. This is too much!!! HAHAHAHAHAHA! Nothing can beat a big brown ass from hell!!!! I LOVE IT!!!!!




#6 - Random Cheesemax on the net...

  • click here | No, there's no way Paris and I can be a couple. That would be like incest.
  • click here | Am I the only one disgusted at Clay Aiken? I literally can't stand seeing his face. Someone just burn this guy alive.
  • click here | Victoria Beckham is the reason why I want to have plastic surgery.
  • click here | Meet the 24-hour, 6-foot-6 party person. And no, she isn't a tranny.
  • click here | Meet the Olsen twins' male counterparts. Twice the money, twice the fun!
  • click here | Kate Moss to start her own clothing line?
  • click here | Check out Catherine Malandrino's online boutique
  • click here | Take a look at Prince Harry's crotch. God I wanna give it a good fondling.


Pic courtesy of my favourite celeb paparazzi photo site,

050906_tank#8 - Flex that plastic and shop, shop, shop!

  • click here | I LOVE this tank top. Cute online store from Australia. Super cheap, too.
  • click here | BORROW, I repeat, BORROW, the biggest brands in designer handbags.
  • click here | Cute ipod cases from Fred Flare.
  • click here | I'm eyeing those denim shorts from Frost French. Thing is, I've got hairy legs!
  • click here | I kinda like this Luella bag. £795 from this lovely online store called "Little London".

#9 - Check out the Bryanboy Forums for Podcast #005's tracklistings. Visit

#10 - I'm sorry but La Lohan has grown on me. I used to hate her but man, she really is my guilty pleasure. I don't care if she's got a ton of freckles... I love HER!! I'd die if she did a Bryanboy pose and hold an "I LOVE BRYANBOY" sign pic. Hahahaha!

#11 - Check out NYC's Social Elite Power Ranking. Tinsley Mortimer, I love you.

I think that's all for now.

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May 04, 2006

HOLY FUCKING SHIYET FENDI, Newsflash, Resurrection, Bryanboy Loves... and Random Cheesemax


FENDI DEDICATED A POSE FOR ME!!!!!!!!!!!!! HOLY FUCKING SHIYET!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!




Shit, I should've trademarked my pose back on July 2005 and sued Fendi but what the heck... I fucking love Fendi!!!!!!!!

What a coincidence, eh?

The fabulous folks at were roaming around Roma Fiumicino airport today and found this glorious dedication to my glory hanging besides customs.


Here's photos of me and my Fendi B-Bag 9 days ago... click here.





I'm gonna spend the next few hours later uploading hundreds of your bryanboy pose submissions to my photo album. I've collected them ever since I started the blog.


Before I continue, I got a mention on the Edmonton Journal, a lovely newspaper from Canada the other day.


I remember one of their writers emailing me a long time ago and I never had the chance to follow through because of my schedule. I think it was around the same time I went on a mini vacation break. UGH!!! Nevertheless, her article about handbags got published and I got mentioned there... about my favourite handbag line in the world, Goyard!!!!


I called their editor just now to see whether I can get a faxed or a scanned copy so I can add it on my Press/Media center. Unfortunately, I'm in the Philippines so I can't get a copy of the paper. Oh well.

Cross your fingers. I hope she faxes it to me soon. I'd love to have it on my portfolio.

Edmonton now, the world tomorrow! Bryanboy loves Canada and Canadians should love

Remember kids: help me in my quest for world domination. Spread the world about my gospel and my glory to every one that you know.



Time flies sooo fast it's unbelievable. Heck, it's MAY, for god's sake and I haven't accomplished anything "worthwhile" at all!!!!!!!!!!! I can't even believe it's already THURSDAY early morning. I must have spent the past day or so SLEEPING.

You can blame my fresh prescription for clonazepam/rivotril. Man, I love this stuff. One half of a tab and I'll doze to neverland faster than the speed of light.

Anyway, I've been having sleeping problems for the past few weeks. Some days I'll sleep for 3 or 4 hours MAX. Some of my friends from Sweden and England often ask as to when I usually go to bed because I'm always ONLINE!!!

I usually ask my doc for rivs if I can't get xanax. Seriously, those little periwinkle pills of alprazolam/xanax/xanor sell like hotcakes in this country. It's a known fact that the pharmacies in the third world can't supply my usual xanax. 

Well.. guess who just got up from a 12-hour sleep? ME!!!

Before going to bed, I had 2 cups of rose tea from Fauchon, some danish butter cookies (with Fauchon raspberry preserve spread on top), some grapes and slices of cheese a family friend gave me who just got back from Paris... oh and the last season of Sex and the City on DVD.

In the words of my bag hag, Mrs. T., truly luxurious! I feeel so refreshed now.


Sunglasses by Dior, oversized turqouise necklace (2 strands) from L'Obelisk, watch by Chanel. oversized tank top by Mark Eisen, cardigan by Yacht Club, jeans by Acne Jeans (Sweden), shoes by Gucci, bag by Goyard.

I'm telling you.. you guys should better get a Goyard bag soon! Mine's a Goyard Croisiere 35 and it's availbale for US$1,690. You can get one from the Goyard boutique in San Francisco or in St. Honore, Paris, Harvey Nichols Hong Kong, Barneys New York or Bergdorf Goodman in NYC. It's a GORGEOUS bag and you can tell it on the pictures. Go Go Go Goyard!

Moving on..

Tuesday was a fabulous, low-key affair. I really felt like a REAL tai-tai. HAHAHAH!

I met up with Mrs. T. (on the last minute) for lunch and shopping.

My maid Eunice went on month-long vacation. My mom's maid's daughter, who is a nice girl, is spending the month in our house. Her family lives in the province and they often drop by in our house to visit her mom (one of our maids) during summer/vacation time. She's my paparazzi for the day because my incompetent, evil bitch troll of a sister is out with her boyfriend.


I think my mom should just adopt her so I can dress her up in my teeny tiny outfits. Oh dear... I hope the Department of Child Services don't arrest me for child labor. HAHAHAH!

Skinny jeans for the mother fucking win!! For some strange reason, my legs look skinny from behind. I love my size 26 Acne Jeans from Sweden. I HATE MY THUNDER THIGHS though.


Our first stop: Sakae Sushi. It's one of those conveyer-belt sushi eateries. Damn I miss Yo! Sushi in London. I used to go there back in the dark ages like EVERY SINGLE DAY. Shit, I remember spending 5 hours each day at Harvey Nichols, the food hall, a quick meal at Yo! Sushi and a coffee at the 5th floor cafe. This was many, many, many years ago.


After our scrumptious lunch, Mrs. T and I went to Irene's Closet.

I've been wanting to drop by at Irene's shop for the past few months but I've been sooooo busy whoring myself online and giving unsuspecting white tourists my infamous $5 blowjobs. It's sooo hard being a whore you know. Like what my dad keep on telling me since I was a child, time is the ultimate luxury.


I LOOOOVE Irene's Closet. There's a ton of good finds and they even have pique polos for pooches!!! I should've stopped by the ATM Machine because I didn't have a lot of cash with me and they don't accept plastique fantastique yet.

See that brown hat above the clothes rack? That's MINE!!!!! I'm definitely gonna come back to pick it up.

Mrs. T. then brought me to a lot of boutique shops in the city. Shops I've never heard of before. For instance, we went to Abfit Jeans Co., which stocks True Religion, Rock & Republic, Seven, etc. I even found this gaudy but cute patchwork bag. I didn't buy it though. Hahahha!


Today's obligatory paparazzi shot:



Our last stop was this called "Fibre" and I found this gorgeous, gorgeous bolero with hundreds upon hundreds of layers of fabric made by Louis Claparols. It's sooo avant-garde!!!!


I tried it on and it suits me perfectly. I would have worn a plain white or beige sleeveless top underneath it. It's quite pricey though, at P8,500 (roughly around US$160) but then again, it's quite "couture-ish" so it's a steal! I told the gals at Fibre I'm gonna come back and think about it.


More Louis Claparols pieces...


This jacket is sooo Liza Minelli. Very matronic!


ALL of the pieces in Fibre are unique and one-of-a-kind. They carry pieces from Filipino young designers and some of the pieces there are the actual pieces that the designers use on thier shows. You won't see anyone else with the same piece, trust me.

Even Mrs. T. tried something on...


We also met Vicki, who owns Fibre. She's really lovely and super nice.


Apres-Fibre, Mrs. T, Vicki and I went for a quick coffee and chit chat session. I took this opportunity to take a photo of our twin Goyard bags. Mrs. T brought her black one while I got my white. Aren't they cute?


There's a ton of photo thieves out there so I watermarked the photo. God knows if pictures of our twins end up on eBay.


You know, I need to catch up with my tan. I'm too pale and fat. It's a known fact that being bronze and brown can give the illusion that you're stick thin. I can't even wrap my hands around my upper arm anymore.


What a fun day eh? I should be doing this more often and go out during the day.

I still can't get over the fact that I did LUNCH.



I usually do "lunch" at 4 in the afternoon, sometimes 5!!!

Bryanboy Loves... and Random Cheesemax

050306_random #1 - Bryanboy loves people from... Oxford, OH, Amsterdam, Netherlands, Brommy Kyrka, Sweden, Douglasville, GA, San Diego, CA, Garden City, NY, Morimondo, Italy, Vienna, Austria, Limburgerhof, Germany, Kuopio, Finland, Minneapolis, MN, Skoglsa, Sweden, Campinas, Sao Paolo Brazil, Bucuresti, Romania and of course, all the gorgeous chavs in Glasgow, Scotland. I love each and every one of you. Say hi, don't be shy and send me pictures of you holding the "I LOVE BRYANBOY" sign!

#2 - SO THIS IS WHAT PARIS HILTON'S LUGGAGE LOOKS LIKE. FABULOUS! Paris Hilton arrives in LAX... For some strange reason, these hideous bags remind me of pretentious snobby twats I always see at airports and act as if they're the Queen of Zululand at the business class counter but all they use are cheap, nylon, promotional bags given out for free by corporations. These are the same type who would go all postal and complain at the airport counter girl for refusing to upgrade their cattle class tickets.


#3 - Ever since I was young, I've worked hard and I'm still working hard to build a future or a name for myself without kissing people's ass or without the help of others. I'm trying my best in keeping my personal and professional lives separate but there are scrupulous (AND psychotic) people out there.

050306_gossip Ohhhhh I hate gossip mongers. Some people should really just get on with their fucking lives. Trash talking about other people YOU DON'T EVEN KNOW won't get you anything. Money? Fame? Personal satisfaction? Ego trip?

And to think, most of these people are nobodies in their own right. I can't help but wonder whether these people can survive staring at themselves in the mirror because of the way they spit vitriol and trash other people.

I don't mind gossip. It's fun. Shit, I even do it myself. But when it gets REALLY personal, defaming and career-destroying then that's where I'll draw the line. Oh well. The price you pay for being a fuckin "out there". Fame and celeb status can lick my scrotums anytime. I'm not even famous! I'm not even a celebrity! Screw those damn labels. If I'm famous, I'd be given a ton of free clothes, free accessories, get a free nosejob, and I'd have my own billboard on the freeway!

#4 - More love from people around the world.... you know what to do faggots. Keep them coming! Email

Here's my non-sexual wife with the I Love Bryanboy sign. Hannah you skank you're getting fat!! I can see flaps on your arm. You and I.... we need to renew our membership at Anorexics Anonymous. I love you babe and I miss you sooo much. We should have sex when you get here. I don't care if our babies turn out into brown monkeys... we'll dress them in Chanel couture for the world to worship em.



Afterall, Chanel trumps skin color anytime! Take a look at me for instance.

I also would like to say hi to the Sarah Lawrence girls. I LOVE EACH AND EVERY ONE OF YOU YOU FUCKIN SLUTS. Thanks for doing the infamous Bryanboy pose. Are you people like, poor? Why are you borrowing my wife's handbags?????? *kidding*



I also love Jonathan from Rhode Island and of course, Erin, who vandalized her arm for the sake of her love to me, queen of faggotry.




#5 - Ka-ka-ka-ka-karmmmmmmmma. Hahahahahahahahaha! I hope things are doing good on your end. Last time I've checked, people no longer store leftovers in plastic tupperware cases... they throw them away or feed table scraps to the dog! Ka-ka-ka-ka-karma! Karma mia... here we go again. My, my, how can I resist you?

#6 - Those religious fanatics are out to get me again!!! I don't understand the hypocrisy of those religious fanatics. One minute they'd be reading my blog, the next minute they'd go all crazy because of the fact that I photoshopped my fabulous fugly face to an illustration of a woman wearing a nun's outfit. Look mother fuckers, isn't homosexuality is a sin? Then what the fuckin hell are you doing on the website of the gayest gay that ever gayed? Go away before you turn into salt. Visiting this site means that you support me and my faggotry.

#7 - Remember kids, Podcast #005 is out now. My recent podcast is dedicated to the best city in the world, Paris. Click here for more information and hear me sing Vanessa Paradis' JOE LE TAXI.

#8 - I have 1,622 emails I need to reply to. I PROMISE I'LL REPLY TO THEM ALL.




All of you sluts know how to get a hold of me. Email or SMS +63.915.785.1492.


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April 25, 2006

"Everybody wants to be us."

"Everybody wants to be us."

Lookie lookie at what I found on the internet earlier. It's a trailer of The Devil Wears Prada.

So far so good. I like the movie already!!! My favourite line? EVERYBODY WANTS TO BE US.

Hahahahah! Classic. I LOOOOOVE IT.

I suddenly had this huge burst of mental images in my head!

MySpace faggots hear ye hear ye. That "Everybody wants to be us" line is going to be MY line of the year!

I can totally picture myself as a nasty, catty, bitchy, self-centered, delusional, egotistical, so-full-of-me-me-me-and-no-one-but-me Mean Girls (Regina George) queen bee-type of person saying that line (over and over and over) to my latest fledgling minions.


HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!! I can't wait to see this movie.

Screw Anna Wintour. I know I love her dearly but I like Carine Roitfeld (Vogue Paris Editor-in-Chief) more. Carine is amazing.

She's extremely edgy and chic, she has impeccable taste, she's got a fuck all fuck you attitude on things and she seems lively and fun.



BryanBoy: i really wanna see carine roitfeld and anna wintour go into a fight and then carine take over american vogue

mauricio: they won't, they love each other

BryanBoy: they do???

mauricio: haha no. they can't stand the sight of each other. that's why they're never in pictures together

Oooooh I want to be just like her when i get older.

She's got 2 children, Julia and Vladimir Restoin. I like Julia.


I think she's pretty... and she used to date Starving Nachos. The Vladimir guy looks like a vampire. Too gothic-looking. Maybe it's the poor quality of the scan. He sorta looks like Olivier Theyskens in this photo.

My favourite Carine quote: "Black? 'It's finished.' Leather? 'No good as you get older.' Jewellery? 'I hate watches. I never wear these things.' Thongs? 'Before I love strings. Now I hate strings.' Handbags? 'You can wear a completely transparent shirt and show all the breasts - I don't care. But I prefer to have my hands in my pocket than to have a nice little bag. So I am not good for all these fashions. They have to sell bags, bags, bags, bags, bags, bags. I hate handbags.'"

Click here to read the full article from the Daily Telegraph.

Bryanboy Loves... and Random Cheesemax

#1 - I'll keep this entry short and sweet. It's 7:10AM and I'm knackered to the bone. I'm gonna sleep in a bit cause I have to wake up early in the afternoon... I'm gonna go to my aestheticians and get myself pampered.

#2 - Bryanboy loves people from Gibraltar, Irvine, CA, Winnipeg, Manitoba Canada, Svartskog, Norway, Seould, Korea,  Atlanta, GA, Perth, Australia, Tampere, Finland (where the hell is this???), Dublin, Ireland, Orrius, Cataluna Spain, Kaarina, Finland, Pico Rivera, CA, Durham, NC, Tulsa, OK, Pasadena, CA, Nueva York, Chiapas, Mexico, Juprelle, Belgium and of course, all the fabulous people from Kingston, Jamaica. I love each and every one of you. Say hi faggots, don't be shy!

#3 - It's been quite awhile since I posted your renditions of the infamous Bryanboy pose. I'm gonna create a photo album with all your images sometime this week. Just give me time.

By the meantime, take a look at these photos. You're all adorable and I love the photos!!!

Kate from Illinois

Francis from the Philippines

Hannah and Judy


Someone who wants to remain anonymous...

...and of course, Tatiana from France.

Send me more photos assholes! Be creative! Have fun! Be spontaneous! I want pictures of you doing the 'pose' or you holding an I LOVE BRYANBOY sign. You know where to send them. Email

# 4 - Speaking of Stavros, oh my god. He looks really rough and dirty. Eeek!!


#5  - Lookie lookie on who stole my Fendi spy! Isn't it great how she lost weight? The face is still flat out fat though. As soon as she sorts out that chin she'll forever remain OBESE in my books.


I loooove the image change. Give yourself a good pat on the back sweetie!

#6 - Tora B from Los Angeles emailed me a photo of that Bobby Trendy character. I have NO words. HAHAHAHAHA! Take a look at his skin... and the clothes. My oh my!

So this is what "FAAAAAAAAAAABULOUS" looks like. Oh dear.


#7 - Ooooo. Look at what I got via email!! Isn't it loverly?


I think that's all for now. I'll update later in the afternoon.

I love you all as always. Email or SMS +63-915-785-1492.


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April 24, 2006

Bryanboy Loves... and Random Cheesemax: "I'M QUEEN OF THE JEWS"

Bryanboy Loves... and Random Cheesemax

#1 - Bryanboy loves people from Eschborn, Germany, Foss, OK, marseille, France, Wiesbaden, Germany, Bellville, South Africa, Santa Maria di Sala, Veneto Italy, Kristiansand, Norway, Tel Aviv, Israel (hey, that's a new one), Cieneguilla, Zacatecas Mexico, Parow, South Africa, Bromma Kyrka, Sweden, Rozenburg, Netherlands, Vanves, France and of course, all the lovely people from Seattle, WA. Say hi, mother fuckers!

#2 - I simply can't wait for THE DEVIL WEARS PRADA movie. It's my most 'highly-anticipated' film of the year.

I'm disappointed at Patricia Field for **NOT** styling Meryl Streep ala Nuclear Wintour with a full-on bob and trademark sunglasses. Meryl looks like Cruella de Ville!!!


What's up with the Yoko Ono sunglasses? Yuck!


Oooooh... look at all that Chanel! It's interesting how her necklace got gold tones while her handbag's hardware has silver tones.


Even Gisele Bundchen has a cameo. Apparently Valentino will join the fun, too. Rumor has it that Anna Wintour will blacklist any fashion designer/model/etc who gets involved in the movie.


Take note of the similarity in their offices.



Thank god the devils don't wear Prada here in the third world.

They can't afford it.



#3 - I pulled up my latest stats from sitemeter and I'm shocked to learn that LESS THAN 1% of my readers come from my homeland, the fabulous land of the brown, l'exotique and the natives aka Philippines. It could only mean two things - a) my Filipino readership is diminishing and/or b) my global readership is expanding.

Either way it's fantastic. I'm becoming the international playgirl superstar I've always wanted to be. United Colors of Benetton galore. Ugh! HAHAHAHAHA!


#4 -  OMG I LOOOOVE DIVINE!!! Watch her video, "I'm So Beautiful".

*sings* I'm so beautiful. You've gotta believe it I am beautiful. I'm so beautiful. Can't you see? Look at me! I said I'm so beautiful. Well, everybody's welcome to this point of view. We're all beautiful. Can't you see?

#5 - I have absolutely NO idea where Tahiti is but I'm glad to know that there are gay people coming out from that country and this is what a gay Tahiti person looks like. Seriously, where's Tahiti anyway? I'm too lazy to search it on google.


#6 - Pickett versus Hermès. You decide. I came across Pickett months and months ago and now I read an article by Hillary Alexander on the Daily Telegraph that Queen Elizabeth bags are from Launer, which is available at Pickett.

I went to Pickett's website, and found a KELLY look-a-like bag called "Alice". My oh my!


#7 - This is what happens if a fat person starts wearing Nicole Richie's clothes. Bah. I shouldn't bitch about J. Lo cause I'm sure I'm just as fat as her.


#8 - Boys and girls, I'm telling you, it's time to get those Luxury by Chanel bowling bags. Strike em while they're hot! The black one is only US$2,160 and they're available at Chanel boutiques worldwide.


#9 - Here's the latest chat session with my Mexican buddy Mauricio who is now in Madrid.


BryanBoy says: where's Cieneguilla, Zacatecas Mexico ???

mauricio says: in zacatecas. haha. near my town

BryanBoy says: lol. ok. is it a nice town or no?

mauricio says: i don't know

BryanBoy says: k

mauricio says: i just know that zacatecas is near


BryanBoy says: it sounds oh so exotic HAHAHA

mauricio says: dude, those are nothing towns

BryanBoy says: like middle of nowhere towns???

mauricio says: the cities are monterrey, guadalajara and mexico city

mauricio says: yes

BryanBoy says: k. i like middle of nowhere towns. hot sex with naughty boy next door type of boys

BryanBoy says: ughhhhh orgasm. city boys are usually herpes and hiv-infested

mauricio says: except they're probably all brown

mauricio says: and aboriginal

BryanBoy says: i don't mind brown. i'm queen of the jews. i've got INRI stamped on my forehead

mauricio says: hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaaaaaaaaaaa

BryanBoy says:  :)

mauricio says: oh my god. i almost took a shit

BryanBoy says: why?

mauricio says: from laughing so hard

#10 - I know I wrote about J.P. ages ago but I came across yet another picture of him a few minutes ago. This time, with La Lohan and Marc.


There are soooo many things that's wrong with in that picture!!

Jealous much, you say? Hell no! Why should I be jealous when I've got Uncle Karl?


042406_mj #11 - I LOOOOVE Marc Jacobs' Cracked Leather Metallic Sneaker. Available online at They even have a size 40 and 41! My shoe size!!!

#12 - Oh dear god. I had hardcore spanish lessons earlier, courtesy of Gay Caballeros and my buddy Mauricio.

Who would have thought I'd learn words such as buga, locotrona, fatala, joto, puñal, perra, ramera, suripanta, callejera, mujeres sucias, chilango, regio, mayaton and my favorite word of them all: MAYETE. HAHAHAHAHAH! I looooooooove it.

#13 - Big shout out to Nicole of Saskatoon, Canada.


#14 - Remember kids, Podcast #004 is out now. I'll post the tracklist later on the forums. Click here for more information about Podcast #004 and for download instructions.


#15 - I don't understand why I'm constantly being hounded by European jailbait. This time it's a 17 year old Dutch boy. For the life of god, I'm too damn young to be a dirty old man!!!!!!! Someone please rescue me! I need a dirty old man of my own. Please be under 35 though cause I don't sleep with viagra users.

#16 - if you have a blog, please feel free to link my site. The correct link to use is DO NOT USE because I'm planning to migrate to a different platform/server sometime this year! I LOOOOVE incoming links so yeah, feel free to link to my blog!

That's all for now. More updates later. It's 10:02AM and I've been up all night. I need to catch up with my beauty sleep.

I love you all as always. Email or SMS +63-915-785-1492.


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April 13, 2006

Art Attack!, Greetings From The Third World, Donatella Versace in Da House, Random Cheesemax

Art Attack!

041306_gavarniIt's Thursday afternoon in the land of the brown, l'exotique and the natives. My "recovery" has been a success. I'm feeling much, much better now. No matter how sinful and unhealthy it is, binge-eating and shopping helps.

I managed to pull myself together early Tuesday evening and I went to a lovely, intimate art event.

The art event featured a lot of gorgeous pieces from some of the Philippines' brilliant contemporary artists, such as Marcial Pontillas, Sandra Fabie-Gfeller, Jomike Tejido, Carlo Saavedra, Cathy Lasam, Jim Orencio, Edgar yap and sculptor Pablo Capati. These artworks will be sent to Paris and will be available for viewing at Hotel Gavarni, located at 5 rue Gavarni, 75116 in Paris.

Don't ask me anything about art. I'm the least cultured (and artistic) person I know. I absolutely know NOTHING about art. I know my parentals forced me to take art lessons back when I was a fetus and the only artistic talent I have (to date) is the ability to draw stick people, hearts and stars.

Let's play pictionary, shall we?

Oh my god I totally look like a character from the exorcist on this photo.


Tuxedo vest by Dsquared, striped black shirt by Zara, Marc Jacobs Collection Ursula Elise bag in black patent leather, velvet floral corsage ($4) and brooch ($18) from Rustan's, black drainpipe jeans from Acne Jeans, Dior Homme shoes


Carla and moi. I love her. She's soooo friggin gorgeous and polished. I get sooo excited every time I see her because that woman is sooo chic. She always got LOVELY hair, fantastic clothes, a body to die for, everything! She's the driving force behind the Philippines' best fashion magazine (MEGA). I will never forget the time when I literally peed inside my pants after seeing her Hermès Kelly bag.


I look like I smoked crack on this photo.....




Some of the colourful and lovely pieces...




Whew! I love it!!! Going to the event was refreshing. I have to admit I haven't been to many art-related events, so yeah, it was fun.

Greetings From The Third World!

I'm almost done with Podcast #004.

It's good ol Holy Week here in the third world and everyone's on fuckin vacation until next Monday. I'm stuck with my parentals and the rest of my familia de horreur.

In case you haven't noticed, I've been doing minor sitewide edits as of late. I added a few banners and graphics here and there. I also made a separate page for my podcasts.

FYI - all my future podcasts are gonna be available by subscription only. This way I can monitor how many people are getting it and you don't have to enter your personal information every time I release a new podcast (see Podcast #003).

To subscribe to my podcast, click here. 

You'll need to enter your name and your email address. You'll receive an email confirming your subscription. Whenever a new podcast comes out, I'll email everyone one the mailing list with the full download link.

Hopefully I'll release Podcast #004 tonight or tomorrow.

Don't worry, I won't spam you with any of my attention-whoring antics. You have my word on this one.


Donatella Versace In Da House


Click here for more photos.

I guess there's an upside to depression... I got sooo bored out of my skull finding ways to entertain myself over the past few days I ended up doing things I've been procrastinating forever. I finally managed to create an online photo album with photos from my birthday party last month at M Cafe. The photo album is half-finished and there are many more pictures to come so keep an eye out on that page.


Keep the love coming you freaks. It doesn't take very long to write an "I LOVE BRYANBOY" sign. Everyone has a fuckin camera these days - web cams, digital cameras even cell phones have cameras. Send images of your love and hate to

For the life of god, please... NO PHOTOSHOPPED photos. I'm allergic to photoshop. Be creative! Be spontaneous! I'd literally cream my pants if you are able to go to your local fire or police station and get well-hung, muscular men in uniform do a group picture with a sign pic.




See, even babies from Belgium loves me. Meet Lukas. Sooo lovely and cute.


Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you!

Bryanboy Loves... and Random Cheesemax

#1 - Bryanboy loves people from Berkeley, CA, Bangalore, India, Ukiah, CA, Goffstown, NH, Netherlands Antilles (that's a new one), Phoenix, AZ, Kecheng, China, Duarte, CA, Secaucus, NJ, Nanjing, China, Falkirk, UK, Boca Raton, FL, Sunnyside, NY, Shouson Hill, Hong Kong, Chandler, AZ and of course, all the fabulous people from Corona Del Mar, CA. I love each and every one of you maggots. Say hi, don't be shy!

#2 - Lindsay Lohan and Kate Moss are best friends. I know it's old news. To hell with it. I am soo fucking jealous. I don't mind having a threesome with the two of em. Shit, I'd sell all my designer handbags and everything I own for kilos upon kilos of fine, South American baking soda and we'll snort everything up till our septums disappear ala Daniella Westbrook style. I'm kidding. Nice to see Lindsay is finally gaining weight though. Screw all her of health drama in the past.  She looks soo much healthier these days. Like me. Ugh.


041206_paulaI guess the only reason why American media makes a big deal whenever a celeb lose weight drastically is because of the fact that 97% of their population are overweight. It's normal for them to be huge. You know how it is the USA - big houses, big cars, big men, big everything! Whereas here in the third world, it's common for any young woman to weigh less than 100 pounds. One of my sister's best friends, Paula, is around 5'2 or 5'3 and weighs like 85 pounds. She's not even anorexic or bulemic. She eats like a fuckin horse. I guess for the most part, Asians eat healthily. There's really NO excuse to supersize things up.

#3 - More on Lindsay gaining weight. Check out her boobs and thighs. Photos courtesy of


#3 - I NEED A FENDI B BAG PRONTO! It's the hottest bag of the season... ok, the Luxury by Chanel bowling bags are hot, too, but the B bags are hot, hot, hot! Someone please tell all these hollywood celebs to ditch their bloody Balenciagas.


041206_bblueI know I'm one of the last people who joined the spy train and I only got my spy bag recently. I'm trying to get as much mileage as I can before I send it to the dreaded "archive". I wanted to get the white canvas/linen B bag with the blue patent handles and an acquaintance already got the blue patent leather. I saw an all white patent (or vintage) leather B bag (one of my favourite stores in London, along with Browns Focus).

I think I'm gonna wait for a while and mull things over (aka wait until I get more $$$$$) as to what color/style I'll get. The B bags are quite affordable. In fact, the spy bags are even more expensivo. if I'm not mistaken, the B bags run anywhere from US$1,500 - US$2,000. The embroidered, beaded and laced ones are complete overkill though...$5K and above! Oi vey!

041206_savannah #4 - SO THIS IS WHAT SIENNA MILLER'S SISTER LOOKS LIKE. Meet Savannah Miller.

"Sister to Sienna, Savannah has lent her fashionable spin to Shanghai Tang for next season, with a capsule cashmere collection. Shanghai Tang's energetic creative director, Joanne Ooi - always on the look out for new talent - snapped up the fresh designer after seeing her Saint Martin's graduation collection. "It was obvious from the moment I saw Savannah's designs that she was enormously talented," recalls Ooi. "Thoroughly feminine but with a contemporary, razor-sharp sensibility. I wanted to do something with her immediately!" And it seems that Savannah, who has also worked with Alexander McQueen, Matthew Williamson, Betty Jackson and Anya Hindmarch, shares her excitement. "Creatively, it was a real buzz, and such a joy to see such well-finished garments. My drawings were interpreted to perfection. It was, without a doubt, the most fun I have had since leaving St Martins," says the designer, who was given complete free rein by the Hong Kong-based label. "Having carte blanche is a rare gift for a freelance fashion designer," she told us. Inspired by the sexy silhouettes of Thirties Shanghai and the iconic Chinese Qi Pao, the designer has weaved her soft, feminine spell and cool edge into five funky, flirty knits. All spun from the finest gauge Loro Piana cashmere yarn, the designs fit perfectly with the Shanghai Redux theme of the label's autumn/winter collection. As for the designer's favourite? "The military style jumper with pleated epaulettes. It looks and feels fantastic on, and it is edgy without compromising femininity," says Savannah." --

#5 - I was given this book called "Naked Men Too: Liberating The Male Nude 1950 - 2000" by David Leddick as a birthday present. It's filled with pictures of all these naked men. One of the guys that caught my eye is Peter Hinwood.


It's amazing how he used to be this adonis of a man and now he looks errrm... rocky horror show.

041206_jackieI guess no one in this planet will escape the curse of ageing. Unless of course you die from an overdose the next time binge on narcotics. No one is spared from wrinkles, warts and liver spots unless you're Cher, Goldie Hawn and Dolly Parton.

Ugly people of the world rejoice: the beautiful ones are most definitely having the time of their life now but give them a couple of years and they will all end up a bunch of wrinkly old prunes who will fly to Bangkok to bang cock.

Shit, I should be nice every time a dirty old man emails me because one day, oh one day, I might end up just like them...

... or with the right amount of money, Jackie Stallone.

#6  - Speaking of Kate Moss, check out Marc Quinn's latest sculpture, available for public viewing at the White Cube gallery in London.


Abc_gma_pregnantl_060412_sp #7 - 64 girls got pregnant at one Ohio school. That's right. SIXTY FOUR TEENAGE GIRLS GOT PREGGERS IN JUST ONE SCHOOL.

Meet Ashley Cartwright. She's one of the 64 teens at Timken High who recently got knocked up. Click here to read the full story.

I know I'm gonna get struck by lightning for saying this but how can someone possibly sperminate her?

Kids these days eh? There really is no such thing as an ugly hole when it comes to a hard pole.



It's funny how I'm pretty but the last time I had action was back on December 27, 2005 at Charles de Gaulle airport in Paris!!!!

#8 - Last, but not the least, Nicole Richie, god bless my soul if you are reading this but can I just say I really, really, really love you so much and I think we should be BFFs? If Lindsay's got that Patrick curly hair faggot as a friend, can I be your homosexual sidekick? Please, pretty please? Think about it. The two of us will give a whole new meaning to the phrase FAG HAGS.


Look, all I'm saying here is the truth. Most fag hags are fat or bulldyke lesbians and I want mine to be pretty. I think you're gorgeous, Nicole. Let's give that Lindsay and Patrick tandem a run for their fag hag money.

I think that's all for now. Email or SMS +63-915-785-1492.

More updates later. I love you all, as always.

Say it the magic word with me.


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April 10, 2006

Snap out of it!, Meet My New Toy

Snap out of it!

I seriously need to snap out of it and I need all the help I can get. It's Monday night and the only thing I did in the past 48 hours is wallow in my own personal drama. I also slept tons, eat a lot and pissed a lot. I'm sooo dirty! The last time I took a shower was early yesterday morning. I smell like a fuckin goat. The last time I defecated was back on Saturday night!


I really feel like crap. I've been feasting on junk food the entire day. Hello self-destruction. I drank 4 liters of Diet Coke...  that's a gallon of fattening jizz. At the rate things are going, I may have to get a liposuction done PRONTO. At least I no longer have an excuse because I'm gonna be as big as a fuckin car.

I know I was wrong. Sober or drunk, there's no excuse for appalling behavior. Nevertheless, thanks, everyone, for all your nice messages. I got a ton of emails and texts. Keep them coming and please attach pictures of cute guys holding "I love Bryanboy" signs. Email

Seriously, thank you for trying to make me feel better. I still feel terrible and the only thing that can bring me back to life is a Fendi B Bag, in black patent leather or white canvas with black patent leather handles. I'm not that hard to please.

Meet My New Toy

I looove my new camera! The large screen is gorgeous. I have to admit the only reason why I bought it is the fact that I can draw things on the touch screen... and my younger brother broke my other camera, too. I guess I have to be extra careful on this one because I have sweaty palms. I really should get my palms botoxed. I heard hollywood celebs get it done on their armpits to prevent sweaty armpit mishaps on Oscar night etc.




Roberto Collina cardigan, See by Chloe tank top, Fendi spy bag and for the life of god, I can't remember who made the jeans. It's definitely not the same brand that sued Jessica Simpson for $100 million dollars.

Damn expensivo camera. I friggin paid around US$650 for it. Living proof that electronics are fucking expensive in the third world. I searched for it on google and I could've saved around US$300 by buying it online. I found a site that sold it for US$365!!!! Oh well. I'm impatient and can't be bothered with all the shipping etc.

I also opened my Shu Uemura swag bag. I got lots and lots and lots of lovely things from them: a limited edition brush, skin purifier, lavender lip gloss, some highlighter for the eyes, even a 24K gold eyelash curler (I know I'm gay but I'm ***NOT*** that gay), some false eyelashes I can use the next time I morph into a dragon, and a limited edition compact case.


I looooooove love love love love love love love Shu!! I loooove it. I don't even have to be a beauty editor to get a lot of beauty products for free!

Someone around here has got to be beautiful you know. I'm sick of being the ugly duckling. I wanna be a SWANNNNNNNNNNNNNNN! Unfortunately, I wasn't blessed with the best of looks and I need all the help I can get. Hell, I even brought up the prospect of plastic surgery with a buddy.

bryanboy (10/04/2006 13:24:56): hoy do you know how long the healing time is if i get rhinoplasty done
bryanboy (10/04/2006 13:25:02): i feel like i wanna get a nose job
hannah (10/04/2006 13:25:03): haha RRRIGHT
hannah (10/04/2006 13:25:09): i don't know
hannah (10/04/2006 13:25:09): what
hannah (10/04/2006 13:25:13): WHY
hannah (10/04/2006 13:25:13): Y
hannah (10/04/2006 13:25:15): POR QUEEE
bryanboy (10/04/2006 13:25:15): nothing
bryanboy (10/04/2006 13:25:34): i mean, i wanna get a nose job, jawline job and chin whatever
bryanboy (10/04/2006 13:25:44): i wanna be boootiful from all angles
hannah (10/04/2006 13:26:05): you are
hannah (10/04/2006 13:26:09): are the haters getting to you in all forms
bryanboy (10/04/2006 13:26:13): nooooooooooooooooooooooooooo
bryanboy (10/04/2006 13:26:24): i've been reading too much tabloids recently
bryanboy (10/04/2006 13:26:41): in fact, i bought 7 tabloids yesterday
bryanboy (10/04/2006 13:26:49): star, us weekly, people, you name it

What was I thinking? You know I've always been proud of my nasty, hideous bulby nose (in addition to the fact that it also occupies a quarter of my face) and here I am thinking I should get a nose job. I reallllllly feeel unpretttttttttttttty!!!!

For god's sake someone please send me some vicodin or any hardcore painkiller out there. Not only I feel unpretty on the inside, I also feel unpretty on the outside! I heard vicodin can make the pain go away temporarily. I know Amanda Lepore take hers with champagne. I've never tried vicodin. In fact, I went to the pharmacy a couple of months ago and asked for it and the girl had no clue what it is.

hannah (10/04/2006 13:52:18): omg sedatives and cold champagne na drama mo?
translation: omg are you gonna take up sedatives and cold champagne?
bryanboy (10/04/2006 13:52:24): shut up
hannah (10/04/2006 13:52:25): marilyn monroe
hannah (10/04/2006 13:52:29): ikaw ba iteccch?
translation: is that you? (in a really slang gay way)

Bryanboy Loves... and Random Cheesemax

#1 - Bryanboy loves people from Paris, France (who doesn't?), Happy Valley, Hong Kong, Richmond, TAS Australia, Frankfurt, Germany, Pennsauken, NJ, Hicksville, NY, Jonkopping, Sweden, Dunedin, New Zealand, Notting Hill, London UK, Canberra, ACT Australia, Shanghai, China and all the fabulous people in Stuttgart, Germany. I love each and every one of you. Say hi, don't be shy.

#2 - I'm currently hooked with Karl Lagerfeld's whatever collection. A poshified version of Karl for H&M. I wanna get the tank top, the t-shirts, the shorts and the vest. Ohhh so effortless chic. Sooooo gorgeous and reasonably-priced. Vest is $225, tank top at $135 and the knee shorts are $175. Photo credit: Bergdorf  Goodman. I bet my silver chanel bowling bag will look good on that outfit.


#3 - This is thinspiration at its finest. I love it. It's funny cause the more I surround myself with images of thin people, the more I find myself overeating and gaining weight. I miss my old body, goddammit!!! I GAINED 25 POUNDS IN THE PAST 4 MONTHS! I REALLY WANT TO BE ANOREXIC. GOD HELP ME. I KEEP ON TELLING MYSELF I'M FAT, FAT, FAT... I EVEN STARTED TAKING REDUCTIL AGAIN AND IT'S NOT WORKING.





To hell with it.


I think I'm gonna look at more thinspiration.

Email me: or SMS +63-915-785-1492.

If you email me nicely, I'm gonna pull an all-nighter and work on a new podcast. Time flies fast and it's been 2 months since I last did one.

I love you all.


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April 07, 2006

Pictionary! Pictionary! Pictionary!, Bryanboy Loves... and Random Cheesemax

Pictionary! Pictionary! Pictionary!

Disclaimer: this is probably going to be the biggest, most photo-intensive Bryanboy entry EVAR and I'm not even going to do a "journal cut". Goodluck, if you're on dial-up. I recommend that you get high-speed internet access pronto! In this day and age of the internet, there's really no excuse for you to surf with a nasty 56K modem. Sending items via slow boat is bad enough when you have Fedex/UPS/DHL, surfing the internet at prehistoric speeds is worse.

All aboard? Ready? Set? Go.


I have too many things going on these days, it's insane! I thought it would be best if I purge it all now rather than keep things to myself until I forget to write about it. My head is spinning with all my activities and I'm dying! I don't even know how I managed to survive the past couple of months. Every day is a new busy day.

I went to the HIV/Aids Awareness campaign photo shoot yesterday night and boy it was fun. It's an honor to be invited to such endeavor and I'm glad I'm making a difference even in a small way. There's a lot of friendly and familiar faces. It's all good. I wore a white tank top, jeans and I even brought my fox stole William.

040606_sammilbyHANNAH MATRONIC you cum-guzzling whore, I think I saw Sam Milby there. The moment I walked into the door, they were taking photos of this tall guy wearing a white shirt. I thought his face looked familiar. I swear to god it was him!!!! I know that face. Who, in this shithole of a country, can ever miss that face? That guy's face/body/whatever is plastered all over the place - malls, billboards on the freeway, you name it, whatever, all because of that big brother show. I think you would've creamed your pants if you were there with me.

Err ok, no. I take that back. I know we both don't like guys with boyish looks and baby faces. We want them hardcore kargadors (construction workers).

It's a shame I didn't bring my eyeglasses otherwise I would've taken a closer look. I left my camera at home and I wasn't able to take pictures. My driver went back to get my camera and that Sam Milby guy already left by the time I got it.

Xeng Zulueta ( of Shu Uemura made me look pretty And flawless. She's really good at what she does - a real expert in my books. And yes, Jigs Mayuga (also from Shu Uemura) is cute, too. Don't tell him you read me say that.

Here's a picture of me after the shoot. I didn't stay long. There's too many people and it was soo friggin hot. I hope the pictures (and the video... yes, there's a video) turn out good. It's gonna be launched on May 11 and there's gonna be a website for it. Ooooh I can't wait.

Silk cardigan by Roberto Collina, tank top by Zara, jeans from Cheap Monday, sunglasses from Dior and silver medium-sized bowling bag from Chanel (Luxury by Chanel line.. available now!)

Before going to the photoshoot, I ran some errands with my one of my younger sisters. We went to Home Depot and bought some paint. I love doing errands. I think it's a good excuse for me to get away from my daily routine of sitting in front of a computer.

Sunvisor by Chanel, sunglasses from Dior, t-shirt from People R People (a third world version of Kitson on Robertson in LA. love the thirt... it's around US$8!!!!), jeans from Dolce & Gabbana, belt from Hermes, watch from Dior, bag from Chanel (metallic silver) and white leather bag with lace from Dolce & Gabbana.

Anyway, I love all these Home Depot, True Value and Ace Hardware-type construction/decoration/office supplies/whatever stores. I'm completely fascinated with all the nifty goods they have there. It's like entering a whole new different world of material things. They may not be beautiful but they're all functional... and essential to every day living. Like paint... or tiles... or toilet bowls... even intercom speakers and cement.

Prior to the Home Depot, Genie and I went to our local nail place, Tips n' Toes where I had a manicure, foot spa/pedicure and a full body massage. One of the nail ladies even performed cunnilingus on my mangina. Oh my god!!! I can't believe I said that. I don't want my future grandkids (yes, I'm gonna force my adopted kids to procreate at one point) to think that I'm a lesbian slut.

We also went to the mall. Had a quick snack at Teriyaki Boy followed by Calvin Klein where I bought 3 white tank tops and a pair of boxers. I also went to Bench to pick up a couple of hair products, a shitload of their nice new floral and striped underwear and a pair of flip flops for US$3.00!!!!!!! I love that store!!! Everything is sooo cheap! Every time I go to that place I end up buying a lot of things. Why buy 1 piece when you can buy like 5 of the same item? or even 10??????

Yesterday was seriously one of my most productive days ever. I managed to do a lot of things. I went to home depot, I got my nails done, I got a massage, I got a haircut, I shopped a little, shit, I even went to my doctor. Just as I suspected, I still have my bronchitis and rhinitis. 040606_carineHe prescribed me a shitload of medication - antibiotics (avelox/moxifloxacin), prednisone (organon) and cetirizine (virilix) for my colds/cough and prevacid for my reflux thingie. Thank god I managed to squeeze a little xanax prescription. A little anti-anxiety pill helps, especially with all the things going on in my life right now.

I read on this month's Departures magazine that French Vogue editor-in-chief Carine Roitfeld takes a quarter of Lexomil (bromazepam) every time she goes to bed. I love that woman. I know everyone loves Nuclear Wintour but I love Carine Roitfeld as well.

You know, I was supposed to get my haircut on Tuesday. I made an appointment with my stylist on Tuesday afternoon and I backed out on the last minute. I thought it would be cool to give this "slick back" hairstyle a shot. Hey - if it works for Swedish bratts then it should work for me, right?

I was wrong. I looked like a fuckin 40 year old man, especially with my eyeglasses on. So so disgusting. I have NEVER looked sooo old in my life.


Black jacket from Helmut Lang, striped polo top from Dolce & Gabbana, crystal brooch that I got for less than $20 at Rustan's (a cool department store here in the Philippines), bag from Chanel, jeans from Diesel and shoes from Dior Homme.

I think I'll stick to the haircut that has worked for me over the years. Short and sweet.

I went to this intimate 'champagne and couture' party at a local couturier's atelier (Helena Carratala Guerrero) and one of my friends told me that I actually look good and how I should grow my hair longer because this slick back thing suits me. Apparently my hair is still short that's why it won't flatten out.

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After the party, I went to my usual haunt M Cafe for a drink and a quick snack. I also met up with a friendto this bookstore called "Powerbooks". My friend's bedroom photo was blown up to epic proportions and plastered on a HUGE sign thing inside the bookstore. She's got such a nice bed area. LOL.

We had a lovely, calorific meal at M Cafe with one of her buddies/colleague and the three of us went to the cinema to watch "Just Friends". It's a funny movie. I even cried at the end... even if it's friggin comedy.

040606_justfriendssings *forgiveness... it's more than saying sorry...*

"Wait a minute, am I being Punk'd? Oh my god! Ashton, you really got me! Ha, ha! Ashton! ... Ashton?"

"Raise your hand if your brother is a homo!"


How on earth is it possible that Ryan Reynolds is married to.... Alanis Morissette? I thought my friend was bulshitting me to the bone but one search on google confirmed what she said. Oh. my. god. Alanis, queen of angst and jagged little ecstasy pills is married to... err... this guy. Well, all's fair in love and war.

Bryanboy Loves... and Random Cheesemax

#1 - Bryanboy loves people from Hareskovby, Copenhagen Denmark, Baulkham Hills, NSW Australia, Yarraville, VIC Australia, San Sebastiano Al Vesuvio, Campania Italy, Liding, Sweden, Hoevelaken, Gelderland Netherlands, Padova, Veneto Italy, Helsingborg, Sweden, Garbagnate Milanese, Italy, Cologne, Germany and all the beautiful people from Athens, Greece. I love each and every one of you mother fuckers. Say hi, don't be shy!

#2 - Here's a snippet from an online chat session with my nonsexual wife, Hannah anorexic daughter, Allegra.

hannah: 'day paano na yan kung wala na si daddy ko paano ako mabubuhay
translation: darling, what's gonna happen when daddy's gone? how will i survive?
bryanboy: how old is he?
bryanboy: don't worry babe
bryanboy: matagal bago mamatay ang mayaman
translation: it takes a long time for rich people to die
hannah: HAHAHA
bryanboy: he won't die until nakapagasawa ka na ng mayaman
translation: he won't die until you marry a rich guy
hannah: i miss you
bryanboy: i miss you too
hannah: charing!
translation: kidding!
bryanboy: pakyou
hannah: hahaha

#3 - More Bryanboy love from all over the world. Meet Siobhan from the Land Down Under. Send me Autsralian surfer boys god dammit.


And of course, a LOTTTTT of manlove from a guy in Las Isla Manjattan in ViVa New York Cityyyyy!



#4 - Hannah (and others), this is a book that I think y'all should read pronto. I read this book ages ago and in fact, this is the one I told you to read when we had one of those conversations. I saw it again on one of the latest local magazines. It's hilarious, at the same, sad. I love how at the end of the book the 2 vulture socialites said something on how everyone will end up in a "Korn Koffin" anyway. Or something like that. Read it mother fuckers. Put me on Oprah's shoes and I'll be promoting this book to no end. Search for it on "The Right Address" by Carrie Karasyov and Jill Kargman. I think a lot of people can relate to the characters to the book. At the end of the day, trying to gain acceptance is overrated (who the fuckin hell am I fooling... everyone wants acceptance HAHAHHAHA) and one should stick to what they are because there's still a quite of number GENUINE and NICE people who care about you inspite of  your facade, hearsay, mishaps, etc.

(On a side note, I love how one of the nasty prositutes died in a car accident because of her MASSIVE fur coat. That was HILARIOUS!)

Amie Taylor's book review sums it up really.

Carrie Karasyov and Jill Kargman
Broadway Books
ISBN: 0767921267

Being rich isn't quite as easy it looks. Just ask Melanie Sartomsky Korn --- she'll tell you. When this Florida flight attendant meets the billionaire of her dreams, Arthur Korn, "The Coffin King," she thinks all of her troubles are over. Little does she know they've only just begun.

What nobody told Melanie is that entrance into society, at least Park Avenue society, requires more than buckets full of money. It requires wearing the right clothes, saying the right thing and having the right connections, none of which Melanie has a clue about and makes painfully obvious with one faux pas after another. Whoever thought "marrying up" would be such hard work?

No matter how hard Melanie tries, the other "ladies" will not allow her to forget where she's come from, how she got there or that she most definitely is not one of them. It doesn't help that she's young and gorgeous and they're, um, well, they're not. It also doesn't help that she doesn't know which fork to use, what length and style of a dress to wear to an afternoon tea or whether or not fur is déclassé. Learning what is done and not done in the highest echelons of Manhattan society can be exhausting!

In spite of her struggles for acceptance, Melanie never stops trying. She goes on a decorating rampage, changes her wardrobe and even hires a PR firm all under the tutelage of her intimidating but ultimately endearing British butler, Mr. Guffey. With his help, she might just stand a chance.

As if Melanie wasn't nervous enough dealing with the society matrons, she also has to compete with the specter of her husband Arthur's ex-wife, Diandra. There is no shortage of those eager to sing Diandra's praises, leaving Melanie feeling more insecure than ever.

Just when she begins to see a glimmer of acceptance and success, Melanie does an interview with a local journalist that leaves what little reputation she had begun to build in tatters. She can either hide or fight. Welcome to this novel where trailer trash meets society snobs and the gloves are off.

If you love society, scandal and stories about the rich and the richer, look no further. THE RIGHT ADDRESS will fulfill your every need. The great thing about THE RIGHT ADDRESS is that everything works out in the end, although perhaps not in the expected manner. One word of warning though --- don't start reading this one until you have a day to yourself. I guarantee you won't want to put it down until you're finished and woe betide anyone who interrupts you!

Carrie Karasyov and Jill Kargman have created a winning novel in this collaboration. No one but a true insider could dish the dirt the way they do in THE RIGHT ADDRESS and with just the right amount of wit, humor and insight.

--- Reviewed by Amie Taylor

Now, now, is there anyone out here who knows a billionaire who made fortunes in the funeral/dead people cadaver industry? Let me know. Feel free to pass my digits. LOL.

#4 - Sienna Miller got blond hair extensions. That BITCH!!! Those PYTHON BOOTS are GORGEOUS. I saw them (and they were on sale 2 months ago) but they didn't have it in my size (size 10)!!!!!! David Kroell made them, unless I'm wrong. Ooooooooh my blood is boiling. Those boots are FUCKING gorgeous.


#5 - Random cheesemax on the net

  • click here | Lindsay Lohan, Kate Moss and Courtney Love are going on an all-star cast vacation holiday. Why go to Hawaii when you can send me postcards from Colombia god dammit!
  • click here | When it comes to felony chic, Naomi's got it covered.
  • click here | "That's not normal. I can't believe it. She looks horrible. It's really sad" - Paris Hilton discussing Nicole's Richie's weight loss. Bryanboy says: Nicole is gorgeous!

#6 - To all you hardcore druggies out there. This is the ONLY way to be seen at 4AM. Two thumbs up to Whitney Houston. Nothing can beat a crackhead roaming the streets of Atlanta in pyjamas and a massive fur coat that's more expensive than a standard car. I'm sure you've seen her little drug den photos in her $7.5 million dollar mansion last week when it's all in the headlines. Yes? I LOVE her. Photo courtesy of my pals from FYI - her teeth is false. Damn false teeth costs $6,000 a set and her dentists fedex her those things REGULARLY.

Just a reminder kids: don't do crack.

and crystal meth, while you're at it.


I think that's all for now.


I love each and every one of you. Email or SMS +63-915-785-1492 TODAY!

I need attention god dammit. It doesn't matter even if you are in fuckin Timbuktu or bum fuck Topeka, Kansas. Tell me you love me. Tell me you really, really love me, no holds barred, no strings attached.


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March 27, 2006

Toxic Week Ahead, My Maid Went to Manhattan, Random Cheesemax

Toxic Week Ahead

To cut this story short, take a peek on my PARTIAL to-do list for the week of March 27 - April 2, 2006.

My life is sooo boring and predictable it's not even funny.

I hate having short attention span.

I think I need a breakthrough. I need to experience/do something NEW and something different.

Something EXCITING.

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