You Will Be Fine

It has been very disheartening to read the news regarding the string of queer teenage suicides. I was even more stunned the next couple of days and thoroughly disgusted to read the news about 13 guys from Bronx who brutally tortured three guys just because they are beautifully diffrent. My girlfriend and I condemned those beastly actions strongly and sternly. There is no word to describe our feeling but it broke our hearts, deeply. But whether we like it or not, the avalanche of unfortunate news have brought the anti-gay hysteria in the worldwide spotlight. Much to our dismay, the spotlight has also been mounted with political agenda for personal gain as if the gays are political pions to win votes only to be discared later on when the gain has been made. It's a classic story but the movement towards a better cast of light has already started.

To understand my point, you have to know where I'm coming from. I come from a country where homosexual is regarded as taboo and still is considered a "disease" that can be cured. The close-minded people of country still pretty much believe that the children rather died than to be a homosexual. I love my mom dearly and so does she. But my mom, at one point, during my teenage years, has suggested to give me a testosterone theraphy because I appeared to effeminate in her liking. I went through junior high with not much ease either. I was fat, short, effeminate and a nerd. A perfect target to be bullied. It was not as extreme as what the high-profile suicide victims went through but it was still an emotionally draining experience. I was brought up in a Christian school and from such a young age, I have been incepted with dogma that Homosexual is a huge sin. My teenage years were full of sleepless nights over the fear that I would be someday condemned in hell and to cause embarassment for disgracing my family just simply because of who I am. However, suicide was never my option because I believe I will be big someday. And so every one of you will. You have got to believe in yourself.

Years after that, here I am aiming high for my career. I am still not completely out but people who have just known me recently can immediately notice that I am gay. and those who have known me before have seen how much have I changed to be more comfortable with myself. The world is changing. And the young generation has become more acceptable to differences. Throughout my years, I have met wonderful straight people including my girlfriend who have loved me unconditionally and have accepted the way I am.

I know your pain. We all know your pain. We have been through that. Project happy thoughts and focus on the artful talents you have been neglected. Those people who said being gay is miserable clearly have never read a dictionary. Check your dictionary and see what gay really means - fun and frivolous.

Being gay is your best excuse not to be boring.

Believe me, It gets better. Hugs.

Blogger find

As I was aimlessly searching through the world wide web, I pleasantly stumbled upon this blogger by the name of little fashionisto.

And I must say I am quite fond of his dress aesthetic. People seem to be so focused on the bloggers who are the 'it' thing but this young man truly has style and a dress sense of his own which doesn't particularly follow any trends.

So for this edition of 'Fashion bloggers', myself and my other half shall give you our individual three picks.

Her picks





His picks





Check out more from his blog here

Oh Anna, how I love you so...

Anna Dello Russo all prepped and ready for the masquerade ball which celebrated Vogue Paris' 90th Anniversary.

Who else but her could have thought of such a get-up?

My counterpart on the other hand thinks the white hair ages her.

I just think it's genius.

That's all.

We're Back!

After a long hiatus, I am glad to say we are back bringing you all

The internet has been abuzz with countless inspiration, fashion shows, news and gossip which I've been itching to share.

Regardless of whether you've been in the know or living under a rock we shall be bringing back updated posts as often as we can.

The weeks in news so far...

1. Why this appeared in Cosmo is beyond me. Not suited for the magazine. But then again I don't know what German Cosmo spreds are like so...German Cosmo’s Controversial S&M Spread (NSFW).

Click for more images here Stylite

2. The Stars pay tribute to Alexander McQueen at a memorial service at London's St Paul's Church. In dramatic fashion, celebrities like Kate Moss, Daphne Guinness and Naomi Campbell paid tribute to the legend and fashion icon who passed away earlier this year.


Amongst them was also Bjork who gave a moving performance at the service.


Read more here

3. Marc Jacobs exquisitely printed Spring 2011 collection. I'm all for bold African prints. See more here
image taken from the sartorialist


4. This awesome!!! motion-spread in Vogue Homme Japan. I think I just really like the fact that it moves.


Check out the full spread here.

5. Tommy Ton's Street Style: 9 Men Who Bring It


Read, read, read!

Oh Anna. You truly make my heart melt!

No words.

Just absolute brilliance.

This woman truly is in a league of her own.



Image courtesy of JakandJilblog. And on that note...Congratulations to Tommy Tom's 1000th post! Thank you for bringing us such inspiring photos day after day!!

Just out the oven

Is Gay the New Feminism?

"I hear the decadence is calling," said Samantha Jones, one of the leading characters from Sex and The City 2. Played by Kim Catrall, she is the sexual predator and one of many faces of the metropolitan women portrayed in this film.

And she was right. The decadence was indeed calling rather loudly. The goal of Sex and The City 2 was never to deliver beauty. or entertainment. The goal was change. The film is another ambitious vessel of feminism and gay right movement. After all, the audience of this film draws largely from women and gays. And quite obvious, that Sex and the City 2 harbours a very passionate, almost vengeful, team of feminist writers.

Some might argue, that the film is misogynist, bigoted, biased, racially insensitive and borderline aggressive, but Sex and the City 2 is a poignant attack from the feminist, albeit very weak, because of the lack of diversity from the film's target market. It's a transformative declaration of the women's movement, an announcement to the world: I am in control of my own flesh and mind. And I reflect that from the way I behave and dress.

Middle eastern women in the Sex and The City 2 depiction was a stereotypical portrayal. The film, somewhat, forces its' thought vehemently that it offers not salvation, but grievance. Yet the very first few women who lay their hands on the runway are the wealthy middle eastern women. They understand the core value of avant garde fashion is actually an art - more so of a forbidden fruit. The clothes are not to be worn, but to be displayed in all their mighty glory behind glass boxes. So there are some truths to that, although the discussion is a very delicate subject.

Fashion has always been a vehicle to present the fight of feminism to the world. It used to be vulnerable instrument of suppression, and now has become as a billboard sign, "Look at me. I am a woman and I am very capable." That's how women invented the blue power suit in 70's to counter the dominance of men in the board room and unfortunately, fashion changes as rapidly as it comes. The power of that blue suit becomes impotence. And then come, Madonna, Grace Jones, Christina Aguilera, and now Lady Gaga.

On the other hands, the gays are the new feminists. We have been trying to fight for equality for more than two decades, and we have not yet gotten any further. There are still countries who consider gays as a human treachery punishable by death, like to my dismay, the recent case in Malawi. And we are sharing the same vehicle from the women - fashion. So if women have not yet fully succeeded although it can still be considered a milestone of power, can I hear the loud cheering from the gays across the world very soon?

Fashion Designers You Mostly Like to Sleep With

Let's play a game, shall we?
Hypothetically, they are ambisexuals. So both ladies and gentlemen. Who of all the fashion designers in the world would you most likely want to sleep with? Here are our top choices, and not in any particular order.

Marc Jacobs




From Geek to Greek God. Who else can rock a Spongebob tattoo without looking kiddish but kinkish?

Stefano Gabanna



HELLO, Papi. My definition of Tall, Dark and Handsome. This tall, tanned, well-built, stallion Italiano is oh so lovely to look at. What's the secret for looking this perfect? I'll sell my soul for the secret.

Christopher Bailey



With his British accent - and don't forget the lion-like stubble - he can whisper nothing but bullshit in my ears all day, and it will still sound like a lulaby.

Jack McCollough and Lazaro Hernandez



And this one is a package - threesome. I'll sandwich in between. Amen.


Oh-kay, I'm wet now. Better wrap it up here.

A little steam for your Friday

Because the weekend's here and we all know what the general public loves getting up to after a night out on the town...





all images courtesy of Fashion Copious. Awesome ass blog!

Is There Such a Thing as being Too Pornographic for Fashion?

Sex sells. Whether we like it or not. It sells records and movies right off the shelves. Just look at Kellan Lutz. His six-pack abs are a stronger proposition than his acting ability. And definitely better exposure in the media coloumn for Calvin Klein underwear. It does sell really well in fashion too. At least, it sets tongues wagging.

Remember this Gucci ad by Tom Ford:



It's a cologne for men and yet the image explicitly shows bare female bosoms and lady's bits. It certainly served its' purpose as Gucci was engulfed in media fire and it placated the role of Tom Ford as that one designer who is sexually tasteful.

In fashion we often witness female models walking down the runway with or without sheer fabric proudly exposing their nipples...and breasts in most cases. The veil between pornography and art is like silk - thin, soft, and fragile. Just ask Terry Richardson, I'm sure he knows all too well.

However, the recent editorial of new mom, Adriana Lima, in high fashion magazine Vogue Spain, in my opinion went overboard.



For a fashion magazine, the editorial hardly featured any designs. The focus is not in the beautifully constructed garments and cascading woven materials but in the bodies. The purpose in this particular editorial is not to sell the clothes but to sell lust. As if its sole purpose is to arouse, not to inspire. I personally think that this editorial is more befitted to appear on men's magazine such as FHM, Maxim and Playboy. Hardly ever Vogue.

I Like Them Long and Thin

Remember this infamous quote by Karl Lagerfeld.

"These are fat mummies sitting with their bags of crisps in front of the television, saying that thin models are ugly," the Chanel designer tells Focus, going on to say that the fashion industry supports "dreams and illusions, no one wants to see round women."

And recently, Chanel Resort 2011 in St. Tropez was being headlined by none other than the boxom vixen, Crystal Renn.



The critics dine in on this satirical irony for this fashion show. I understand why Unkle Karl had to hire Crystal Renn to open the show. At some point, fashion designers become the victims of their own idealistic world where insatiable thrive towards innovation is the utmost champion.

The commoners want to see girls with hips and boobs, and the fashion designers heard the cry for a dose of reality. It happens with most models who have made it big. It's always the case. Some random Estonian model appears on the editorial ad of Gucci, and then boom! Every designer in town will want a piece of her, because they want to be seen as fashion forward. Remember Marc Jacobs show not too long ago where he hired all the sassy voluptous femme fatales from Victoria Secret. Yes, that's the curtain call. Ironic, when they should actually set to lead instead of to follow.

With Cyrstal Renn, I don't think she is in the description of those couch potatoes mommies Unkle Karl had described. She is a bit meatier than the other girls, but certainly she ain't no Beth Ditto. There should be no social pressure whatsoever that needs to be addressed by the designers which forsakes their idealism. After all, luxury labels are known for their exclusivity, Why do you want the public to set the tone for that niche when sales are still soaring high?

Models are skinny and enviable physically. That's what they are. It's pretty much like a writer should have been able to write with such novelty; Models should be skinny so that fabric flow is not obstructed. Hell, if a hanger could walk, the designers would have opted for that - less drama.

And i think the most important issue that needs to be addressed is the ability to actually strut down a runway. Sometimes, I wonder. What's so difficult with walking on a straight line? I know the ladies are wearing heels which can sometimes be 7 inches high, but if those models from McQueen's fashion show with those towering Alien-like stilettos didn't fall flat on their face - there should be no excuse for you not to deliver.

C'mon, if you can't do the things you practice everyday, I wonder what else you can do?

Hello, Who Are You Again?

The thing that I hate about models these day, are their attitudes. I had a very unpleasent experience the other day during one of the after-parties at the Singapore Fashion Week.

I have noticed this model guy a few times, and I was interested in his facial features. Although he is quite short, I am looking for a model to appear in a photoshoot so height is not such a big issue. So after the show when the music had died down, I went backstage to talk to him. I introduced myself politely and shoved my name card at him (notice my politeness with the 'shoving' part!) Anyhoo, I proceeded to ask him whether he would be interested to model in a personal photoshoot project. He stood there in silence, looked at me, glaring at me as if I were a parasitic back alley hooker, and left.

I was stunned into silence. Excuse me, I was not soliciting for sex.

There seems to be an allusive delusion that's going on in models' heads. They are not high in the fashion hierarchy, they are like at the bottom of the food chain. A Mackerel in the Fish Market. Easily replaceable by another Natasha from Russia or another Tyler from Estonia. Yet some of their attitudes are awfully rotten. Occasionally you find models who popped up from the sea of oblivion who have actually made a name for themselves like Agyness Deyn, Cole Mohr, Terron Woods, Tyson Ballou or even Baptiste. Other than that, they are only good for one season, because fashion changes so rapidly. One season the Heroin Chic is in and the next season, it's the voluptuous plus size look that's in.

The only way for models to break big is either for them to be handpicked by the Queen, yes, yes, I am talking about Anna Wintour, and featured in Vogue or to be featured in an advertorial by the bigwigs like Gucci or LVMH groups.

Now back to the story.

I talked to a booker friend of mine, and she agreed completely with me about the attitude of that particular model. Apparently, he has trouble getting jobs because he refuses to be hired by small brand names. But, HELLO! How big can the brand be if it is in Singapore?

There are quite a lot of sad cases of models coming to Singapore in order to make it big in the industry. New models from Houston or Slovakia go to Singapore on a 6-month visa in the hopes of being "found" or getting legally employed by agencies or fashion houses.

So, later that night, I saw this particular male model getting chummy with one of the Singaporean designers who claimed at making it "big" in London and is considered huge in Singapore, but hardly made any ripples internationally. The model opened his shirt insisting that the designer felt his hard-abs. Lookie, lookie, who's the hooker now?

Models are nice to look at (sometimes), but i prefer real people. Why can't all models have beauties and brains like the very sexy David Gandy?

Can I get a hallelujah?

That Sloppy Short Pants and That Flip-Flops

We are terribly sorry about the lack of updates, but we have been pretty much occuppied with Audi Fashion Festival in Singapore. Speaking about Singapore Fashion Festival, there was nothing much exciting, as I had expected prior. Marchessa being Marchessa, and Cavalli, well I don't know, being Cavalli I guess. The same collections you see ages ago online at Style.com. And the host even dared to ask Mango to grace down the catwalk, they might as well ask Giordano and Topshop to open and close the Singapore Fashion Week.

Having said that, I have spotted a few interesting individuals, such as the creme de la creme of Fashion blogger, Bryanboy, Henry Holland from the House of Holland, the always sun-kissed Roberto Cavalli and the legendary fashion writer, Colin McDowell. The later re-inspired me to browse through his official blog again and to peak what was on his mind during his time in Singapore. It's always so inspiring to browse inside the brain of someone so genius and articulate. And Voila! look at what i found, my exact sentiment for years towards Singapore fashion sense graces his blog loud and wide. If this doesn't make Singaporeans consider their fashion sense, i don't know what else does. But unlike his opinion I think Singaporeans' fashion sense is heavily influenced by the Australians. But honey, there is a reason why they are called The Land From Down Under.Because it has never made it to the top.



Singapore Fashion Week: Men in (Scruffy) Shorts
Someone once said that if you sit in a hotel lobby long enough, everyone you ever knew will pass by. I don't know about that but I do know that any hotel lobby will give you an instant snapshot of how fashion is actually worn by all the myriad shapes and sizes of men and women who are so far removed from the designer's idealised dreams – and that includes the swanky, expensive people too.

And it is quite a shock.

I thought about this sitting in the lobby of the St Regis in Singapore waiting for Roberto Cavalli, whose private jet had been delayed by bad weather. He and his show are the stars of this year's Singapore Audi Fashion Week at the grand final gala night on Sunday. It will be a high-glam occasion of course – how could it be anything else, featuring as it does Roberto's personal selection of great evening gowns from the past as well as his current collection?

What a contrast to what walked through the lobby in the short time I sat there.

Let me say immediately that, as you might expect, it is the men who are the most criminal offenders. We all accept that America did a lot to casualise men's dress and that it was something well overdue but sadly, the rest of the world – preeminently the Brits – have turned casual, non-status clothes into something so ugly that scruffy is not a strong enough word to describe it. Hideous shorts – and even more hideous legs – reinforce the old saying that men never dress to attract women but only to display a crude contempt and power to other men. The result is that they have all the glamour of a hyena.

The sad thing is that, instead of fighting this movement, designers have followed it. But although their versions are better cut than the cheap ones most men wear (which are probably made under appalling labour conditions), they still flatter perhaps one in thirty men under thirty and nobody older.

I had hoped for some visual respite in London this winter as it was very cold and all normal adults would have changed into trousers. But it didn't happen. Men of all ages continued to dress as if they were postmen and wear shorts even in the snow. I can't help hoping that the cold effects their sperm count so that this particular form of idiocy is eradicated by a process of natural selection.



Read and preach my dear gays and gayelles.

Mondays aren't so blue if you have some hair spray

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Giovanna Battaglia

Her style, her face, her hair, her skin...this woman is a dream! I'm sure you've all heard of her but if not here is a little about her.





Former house model at Dolce & Gabbana, Giovanna Battaglia is now a leader in men's fashion as the editor of L'Uomo Vogue.






I first laid eyes on her on the sartorialist a couple of years ago and instantly fell in strong like (i don't use the word love to describe my adoration for someone) of her.




Ooh! And she's also dating Carine Roitfeld's son Vladimir Restoin-Roitfeld. :)





all images courtesy of easyfashion, garancedore, jakandjil, thefashionist, fashion-style.becomegorgeous, trendycrew