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.

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!

Living The Life One Shoulder Pad At A Time.

So it took two wasted weeks to receive my biggest splurge of a lifetime. Yes people, I got a new Balmain jacket. "Wasted" because our postal system is totally idiotic. I checked the tracking number saying that it was already in the country from France and when I called, they said they actually left a notice in my mailbox that I needed to pick it up. I wasted my days off waiting for my package to arrive. I feel so bad because I called the warehouse company screaming my ass off that I wanted my money back.

But alas, I picked it up last Friday and this bitch couldn't be any happier. It's sad that I have been wearing the jacket for the past 4 or 5 days but if you bought an item that costed you an arm and a leg, you'd want MILK it too. This is the first time I wore the jacket. I went out to brunch with one of my best girlfriends, chatting it up....eating chocolate souflee, drinking copious amounts of mimosas and wine. Class at its finest.



I know. I look like a total L.A. wreck. Gross.


OTHER UPDATES!

I have yet to mention that I went to the Sartorialist book signing about 3 weeks ago. I ended up being the first person to wait in line and it so happens that the Sartorialist himself, Scott Schuman was so enamoured with my hair calling it "reminicent to Grace Jones". LOL! Thanks Scott. Meeting one of my fashion heros was amazing. What's more amazing was walking past the 300+ people waiting in line while I strut my shit in last season's Balmain. Ok, I reall need to stop with this fashion house. I don't want to be labeled as someone who has the "Balmainia fever". Sadly, I kind of do. Next season, I'll change it up and maybe wear some cute Joseph Altuzarra....if only he made menswear. Who am I kidding?! I'll wear his clothes. Give it an androdgynous twist to it. It's how I do!


YET ANOTHER UPDATE!

My godson is looking super cute everytime I see him! He is such a calm baby. Barely cries. TOO CUTE!




FASHION UPDATE!

I am so lacking some footwear. Thankfully there is SOOO many great shoes right now. I am thinknig of either getting some Dior Homme hightops from this summer's collection. In black of course. Maybe some Comme Des Garcon biker boots. But the shoe that I am drooling over is actually a woman's shoe. No, no...they are not high heels...they're the "Frankie"'s and they would look AMAZING with my outfits for this season! NEED TO GET IT! I DIE!