I'm The Most Normal One In The Family.

I am thankful for family who accepts a tank full of sugar like me. Especially for someone who thinks he's a Barbadian pop princess.

And oh yeah...even when I fart, I have to look cute and pose a bit. HAH! WERQ! ¡Trabaja!

The New Era

Introducing: an updated version of me.

Okay, I lied. It's the same me with more makeup on my face. I blame it on Nicki Minaj and the other trannies out there. But that does NOT mean that I. myself, wants to be a transexual. I love and respect my GIRS out there but that is not my niche. I'm just a guy who is a full tank of sugar and is exploding with glamour, fashion, and extravaganza. Since you have last seen me in this blog, I have become more confident and aware that I am not most homosexuals. I'm just a tang-bang full of fashion.

You know, those special homosexuals that most gays don't really get or wouldn't want to know about. Dating-wise, it's been bleek except for the old perverts who always tend to get on me. No sir, I am not one of those typical, tan, tight-bodied, timid Gaysians. But the men I have met in the past few months have been okay. They are confident enough to talk to someone who's a tank full of sugar. Although, I get bored with them easily. I guess it's my fault. I'm holding out on one particular asshole. God, why do the pretty girls tend to go for the assholes?

In other aspects in my life, I have been more aware about friendship too. I have been selective with people in my life. I have learned not to trust too easily and to determine who is an acquaintance and who is more of a friend. I am also glad that people have resurfaced back in my life and have brought new people with them. One particular is a special friend from New Jersey. No she is not a housewife. And I have two great girls I have known since I was a chubby straight boy. Yes, I was straight for a period in my life. And of course, work is work. Because you see these people almost 5 days a week, doesn't mean you can make genuine friendships with them. There is a handful that I would consider a friend through connective threads and interests.

What else can I talk about? Hmm..I still love my RiRi and my shoulderpads. I suppose my fashion aesthetic hasn't changed as much. My motto is still: "If it's tight, then girl, you got it right." I'm still rocking the black and leather and I have been this whole summer. I have been broke becasue of Balmain. I still need to invest in Alexander McQueen items! Oh and I guess I have changed my hair at least 8 times since you have seen me. Different cuts, different color, bowl cut, a-symmetrical, blonde, streaks, black streaks, red, etc. Is it time for a weave?? I'll let Rihanna determine that! LOL!!!!

I guess you can say: I'm at my happiest this entire year so far. LEt's hope I end this year even happier!

Oh and Emily...that is all.

Madonna & Child.

Fiercest Godmother Ever.

I'll Cry If I Want To...

So...I'm finally 24. Which is 58 in Gay years. I feel numb about being 24 but hopefully after a few hours, I will feel better about it. So I am not real keen on having parties...but I do like gifts. LOL!



Let's put it this way, I am in dire need of specs. I'm being real ya'll! And I have been craving for these glasses for a while and with your help, I can get them. And with your help, you can turn this fabuleux girl into a FABOOSH GIR. If 5 of my friends donated $20, you can help this poor little boy get his dream sunglasses. Yes, $100 is all I need to cop em. I am not asking for $20 really. Even $1 will help! I don't have a sugar daddy to depend on at the moment. But if ya'll help out, I can pretned you my sugar daddy and I'll blow you. Kidding...Kinda...Maybe...

Make my birthday wish come true. Donate! LOVE ME!

Oh Lent...

I wish to give up inconsistency for Lent. Let's bring this back. My friend, Jaime, pretty much opened my eyes and told me that I got too big for this blog. Sadly, kinda true. This is my opportunity to share to the world what I can give! And by the looks of it...I can give...

FACE! WERQ!

The Unsung Hero of Vogue.

Most of my readers know Anna Wintour. And most would have watched the Devil Wears Prada and how both women (Miranda Pirestly & Wintour) are the power of the magazine. The diety. But what about the rest of the people? The Nigels? Sally Singer works for Vogue and believe she is the text backbone of the magazine. She inspires, she provokes thought and she also pisses people off. This video contains Sally being interviewed in the Commonwealth Club and she breaks down everything that happens in Vogue. The interview is VERY inspirational. She has really broke it down to where anyone can understand how Vogue magazine works. There are so many good quotes I am definitely going to live by but one just stood out because I can definitely relate when I was beginning to learn about myself.



The video shows the first ten minutes but I suggest you click on the "WATCH FULL PROGRAM" button on the screen. You can skip and select scenes for those who have a time crunch! Trust me, it'll open your eyes and maybe even respect this buisness.

"Fashion is about, fashion and personal style is not about excluding people, it's about taking people who feel like they're on the downside (sic) and giving them tools by which they can project another self.... freedom or just the ability to change.

You look at Marc Jacobs, you look at Alber Elbaz, you look at the top people working in the business... these are not people who grew up comfortable in themselves. These people who realized early on that if they dressed a certain way, they could project another image to the world. An image that might be true to them... it allowed them a fabulosity that the world was denying them. If you look great your whole life, wear whatever. Who cares, you know? Fashion is about allowing you to be someone that you think you can create.
It's so many more tools. I never understood why people find it to be such an imposition in their lives. It should be a pleasurable thing to do."

NOW THIS WHAT YOU CALL A CAMPAIGN!

Alexander McQueen got it right! Racquel Zimmerman looks AMAZING!

Fashion Gays

Fashion gays are definitely the group of gays that are hard to understand and be comfortable with in love and relationships. Marc Jacobs and his hot piece Lorenzo gives me hope. So cute!

Happy New Year!!

My Prince Charming better come soon because I lost my Gucci shoe and my other foot is freezing!

Disney movies always hits the heart strings. This better be my dance when I get married. FUCK!

I DIE DIE DIE DIE!! INSPIRED!

A fashion house should know they are great when an adrodgynous princess like me enjoys both womenswear and menswear! I still can't believe I have yet to invest one of Riccardo Tisci's Givenchy pieces. The menswear is AMAZING! The print is outlandish and at the same time wearable for any type of man. Mariacarla Boscono and Natalia Vodianova looks perfect with the men. I need to save up. Givenchy, you are my pick for Spring's inspiration!

P.S. and those studded footwear! DIE!

IT ALL STARTED WITH A "WTF?"

So I took a power nap and woke up with a debate about a picture of me that a friend posted on Facebook. ENTICING! This pretty much sums up how people view me.

OHH HERE COMES MY SPEECH! EVA PERON, WHO?!

One last note: I know I can be gaudy but I never try to put myself in any danger where I can be emotionally and physically harmed. To me, the worse thing I can do to myself is to make my family worried about me when I go out. Even at work, I never walk alone...day or night. If it so happens that I do, I have my Swarovski Crystal Chanel-logo pepper spray with me in handy. Boo Yah.

The Greatest Thing About American Fashion Is We Believe In Young Sportswear Designers.

During the Spring 2010 season, Loic Prigent, director of documentaries Marc Jacobs & Louis Vuitton, Signe Chanel, and The Day Before, and French TV personality Mademoiselle Agnes teamed up to film Habillees, chronicling the search for the next French design talent. The Sundance Channel uploaded the six Habillees webisodes this week, and the hour's worth of content features everyone from John Galliano taking his runway bow to Karl Lagerfeld waltzing to Nicholas Ghesquiere saying of his work: "Wearing Balenciaga is a choice. These clothes aren't easy to wear. They're not meant to be easy to wear."

When Pierre Berge, former partner of Yves Saint Laurent and president of ANDAM, which annually bestows 160,000 euros to designers under 40 seeking to expand their businesses in France — most recently awarded were Giles Deacon for 2009 and Gareth Pugh for 2008 — was asked by Mademoiselle Agnes who the next big French talent is, he replied: "No one."

But perhaps best of all are the scenes with Anna Wintour, who is shown exiting the Rochas show flanked by two bodyguards, one who brusquely nudges a woman out of the way. Just after, as Anna descends a set of stairs, the other bodyguard turns a flashlight on her feet so she can walk without fear of tripping in her heels. Later, Agnes catches up with Anna before the Balmain show to ask her how important she thinks it is to support young designers. Notice the subtle dig at Carine Roitfeld in Anna's response:

"I think it's totally important for all of us in the American fashion industry to support the young designers, and I think that's why New York's become such a vibrant fashion center, because people go there not only to see the Donna Karans of the world but a whole new generation. I'm just so sorry that there isn't something like that in Paris that's similar. I think that they should look for the younger generation here [in Paris] as well. Not only New York but London really supports their young talent; Franca Sozzani at Italian Vogue supports the young Italian designers, and I think when France is so known for its fashion industry — for them not to be reaching out to help younger people today is really a shame. [Agnes: "And there's space in your pages for them."] There's space in everybody's pages.

Life Shattering Moment With A Hint Of Hope

This pretty much sums up my life. It's an excerpt from the great classic movie, "The Devil Wears Prada":

Andrea: My personal life is falling apart.

Nigel: That's what happens when you start doing well at work. Let me know when your entire life goes up in smoke: then it's time for a promotion.

Problem is: both my personal and work life is falling apart. Does that mean I will find a $1million bill on the floor? Doubt it. It's all a connective thread. You're miserable at work, yo come home miserable. You don't feel like doing anything so you don't go out and socialize, so you eat. You eat and watch cheap novelas, you get fat. You get fat, you're out of the GAY SOCIAL LOOP! It's a trickle down effect. I'm afraid I'm a Chanel who evolved into a Bargain Bin Buyout!

I've heard it before: I'm non-confrontational and I run away from my problems. Not at all. The thing is, I don't feel the need to explain or use my energy on anger and frustrations. I would like to use that energy on something positive...like a dance floor. Or Sunday outdoor shopping!

One problem is that I always go back to bad addictions: food, bumming it, past relationships. And when those come back, I find my temporary happiness which fuels the bad part in my life. I have to say, in a whole, my personal life was a tragic roller coaster of events. Sadly, lot's of "shouldas". I mean, since I'm down and out right now, it can only get better right? I'm doing my best to patch it up: I got a new hair doo, I weeded out the "acquaintances" and kept my positive friends and friends who can make me laugh, and I started to eat less again! HURRAH! Okay about the weight, I understand...people say that I'm already skinny but today, a friend of mine put it in a way that I totally agree: "I know you're skinyn but I understand you need to be in a certain level of being skinny so I totally support you." It's true. I just need to tone up. NO MORE SUBWAY TUNA SUBS!

I suppose this venting is actually an affirmation that next year will be better.


...yeah....!!!

GENIUS

I can't keep up with RiRi's hair. I don't like this one. But the video is awesome...

Happy Thanksgiving

This is the first Thanksgiving where I will lose weight rather than gain it. Yes, I'm sick with the flu. No, not the Swine. But that won't stop me from eating a little bit. What else would a bitch like me eat than some...