UMBRELLA, EMO VERSION
Parody of the Rihanna hit by group Vanilla Sky.
I love it!
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Parody of the Rihanna hit by group Vanilla Sky.
I love it!

I mean... I don't know...
Just... Was that really made by mama nature?
WANNA BITE IT, YES?
☛ Thanks Samuel Zakuto (doesn't say the name of the model).
WHAT'S BETTER THAN MAG SCANS?
ME, SHOWING IT TO YOU
Neo2 is shaping up to be my favorite magazine overall, or at least one of them. At last I have the new issue with Elijah Wood, who's admirably surviving the stigma of the big trilogy and becoming a name away from Frodo. I love him for several reasons that I don't necessarily feel like explaining cause my head is about to explode and I just wanna finish my fajitas while I watch a documentary about Picasso and go to sleep like a marsupial.
Go buy this mag cause it's the Vogue of everything 'it', only better, but sorry, it's in Spanish (we had to have at least one good thing, no?) so go find a hot gay Spanish hair-dresser, force him to buy it and take note of everything it recommends while waiting to have your head-bush pruned.

I <3.
There are many pictures with him, very cool shoot, even the photographer is gorgeous (there's a pic of him). By the way, see me "on the cover" HERE, if you haven't already.
→ Link to Neo2.
Last night I went out and I savored the poisoned joy of desiring a ‘boyfriened’ guy. Oh yes, they were there, both the guy I liked and the boyfriend that’s usurping my place in his bed next to him. Sick I’m telling you. But, what could I do? Well I had to control myself and not look too much cause the boyfriend was looking at me not very well-ly, though he was apparently very drunk so I don’t know if he just didn’t know any better. By the way, yikes, a drunk boyfriend, I don’t wanna ever be the drunk boyfriend (note to self).
I’ve lately kept thinking about the wonderful thing that is settling for what you can get. I’ve recently learned that that’s the secret to get in a relationship, to have an active sexual life and therefore to be (at least nearly) satisfied in the love area. What I’ve mostly been wondering is if I could do that, as I see everybody around me doing. Could I?
I’ve traditionally been told that I’m too demanding and I’ve always denied this, claiming I just couldn’t pick up any decent guy, but I’ve now realized that when it’s time to choose, I have many more boxes to tick than people around me.
I’m thinking this is maybe because of my overexposure to the corrupting media. Ever since I got into male fashion, (almost) all I can think about is waxing, having a nose-job, having a teeth-whitening... And if you become so demanding with yourself, you become so with your suitors. To me there are things that are blatantly obvious, like how many nose hairs can stick out from a nose? But people don’t even seem to see it! Then again, people around me watch TV, love Brad Pitt, love Ghost Whisperer (which in my opinion has the front runner of the perfect husbands)... So we’re all exposed to the corrupting media, I guess I’m lacking the realistic gene, I’m a dreamer, but I’m not the only one, I’m one of those hard to please, I’m not making sense now. You see, I’ve always said I wish I fell in love with an ugly guy, it just hasn’t happened.
But wait, am I really hard to please? I mean, the guy I liked last night (the one with the bf), if my friend J. saw him he’d probably throw up; he was kind of like a drug dealer (X:D), and there I was pissing my pants in lust. So is it possible the problem is not me? Maybe I’m made to be in a place like London, full of cute drug dealers or something.
Not maybe, I’ve been wanting to get the hell out of here since I can remember. Just go. But where? How? What for? I’m confused. It’s not that I don’t have interests or aspirations, is that I have too many so I don’t know which one to choose. Shit I just wanna be beautiful enough to be a model. Those live good. At least while it lasts.
I like this pic of Terron Wood [and Travis Davenport] in the backstage of John Galliano last week. On the runway:
40th anniversary anyone?
☛ Thanks Major Models.
You won't believe your eyes
I've been the whole day thinking about what and appropriate post would be after the Heath Ledger one. Whenever I thought of something I felt terrible about something so frivolous next to the passing of someone, so when I saw this video I knew I had the right post. Nothing vain, just pure natural beauty, like a little miracle.
Blog must go on.
I had barely woken up when I heard the news. You've already heard about it. Heath Ledger died yesterday in NY allegedly from an overdose of prescription drugs (or a possible suicide). He was 28. Everything about it is in the NYT article (HERE), and links to the important sites that talked about it are in BuzzFeed (HERE).
I've had my mouth opened for like 10 minutes. Who would've seen that coming? They were making bets about Amy Winehouse but not about the brilliant actor who starred in one of the movies of the decade Brokeback Mountain. Maybe that was kind of tasteless. As you know he was chosen to be The Joker in the next Batman movie, and if you're curious he did end the filming so we'll see his whole performance when it's released in a few months. Am I the only one thinking of The Crow? Jesus, this is so unbelievable. People die all the time and it's always as dramatic, but this is different because we can watch videos of him like the following one in which you see how young and... breathing he is, was.
Continue to see a very recent interview where he looks under the influence of drugs↓
We met somewhere in the beach with some of my friends, in the beginning he was like a big model and I didn't wanna look at him cause he would never be interested in me so I didn't wanna be pathetic, and after we've talked and stuff he tells me we should go to some place, and in the way he turns into this sweet little boy, as he actually is but a bit shorter, and he tells me something like: you know... I really like you... and I feel oh so special and don't know what to say so I do my best Jennifer Aniston and we get downtown, it's some European Mediterranean town so it has a medieval core, and then blah blah and then he takes me to some place, he has his skate (suddenly), very teenager, not really my style but it's a summer fling. The place is like a very American bar full of people watching some game and it's kinda awkward. He said something like one of those cute excuses to kiss you, and we kiss, ahh ooh so sweet. And I don't remember much else, we we're young and in love, then my fucking friend called me and killed the dream forever. So sad.
Listen with me:
Continue to see a backstage video with him (which I saw last night before going to sleep):
Sharper, classiker, a little browner and above all, hotter! That's how Jean Paul sees men next Fall. And let me tell you, (even if he doesn't show it often) this French knows how to make the mens look good. The coat in the 3rd picture is something to see to believe, no?
→ All the runway pictures in Style: HERE.
☛ Pictures from Yahoo News and style.com, thanks TFS.