A couple of days ago I got a very special “blink” on a “social-network” (lol) by a drop-dead gordeous guy, who turned out to be a fuckin’ amazing artist: Sistebane
Now I have to go to Paris to get up-close and personal with… his art - I’m Addicted!!! I want one of the Numbers Pop Manga Series and several of the Pop Art Manga Series.
Hope you enjoy discovering his art as much as I did!
Peace and much love 
- "Blink: Sistebane" posted on May 29th, 2008 at 10:32, by Mr.WannaB
- Posted in Design, The Web
Gay men like to feel pretty and witty and bright! The major difference about gay men and everyone else, is that everyone else only diets and works out right before summer.
Gay men like to feel charming, oh so charming that it’s alarming how charming they like to feel! The huge question is: how much of that charm is for real?
This week I heard that, according to a study, women prefer to have a relationship with a not so attractive man. They say that they feel more secure when the competition isn’t always harassing their loved one. What competition, I ask? Because, if women prefer the not so attractive, the competition harassing the attractive ones would be gay men, who live so obsessed with their images!!
If such a study was made in the gay community would the conclusions be the same? How safe do you feel having a pretty and oh so charming boyfriend by your side?
This can lead us many places and raise many questions. On the one hand, having a gorgeous boyfriend may help your self esteem; you can project your desired image for yourself on that piece of devil sent man. On the other hand, who has a good self esteem being the ugly one in the couple? Would you rather deal with the competition harassing your partner or the jealousy from your partner because the competition keeps giving you the eye?
I went to the cinema this weekend to see My Blueberry Nights and in the film, Norah Jones mentions our need to choose some people as mirrors of ourselves. For me it’s like taking a picture: no matter how often I look yourself in the mirror, I always find I’m quite different in a picture. Choosing others to pose as our reflection is even trickier.
What would the solution be: The pretty couple with the pretty and the ugly with the ugly? Is «beauty lies in the eye of the beholder» just romantic bull or can it really be the force of a pretty unbalanced looking couple? Or… is a pretty hot ass and a pretty juicy dick in a pretty shaped body more important than a pretty face?
P.S. This is not a post about brains!!!
Hot or Not is back this week with a hunkilicious man: Mr. Gerard Butler.
We all know him from the ubber erotic (lol) movie 300, where he is always showing some skin… woof!
Have a great week!
- "Hot or Not #23: Gerard Butler" posted on May 26th, 2008 at 11:39, by Mr.WannaB
- Posted in Hot or Not?
It took me nearly a year to get here.
It wasn’t so hard to cross that street after all, it all depends on who’s waiting for you on the other side.
My Blueberry Nights, a beautiful film with astonishing photography, very caracteristic to the director - Wong Kar Wai. I honestly recomend you seeing this film.
Peace and Love 
- "My Blueberry Nights" posted on May 25th, 2008 at 2:57, by Mr.WannaB
- Posted in Big Screen
This is something worth posting about! I’m super excited because I just completed my subscription process to An Event Apart San Francisco (and payed for it). This means there is no turning back now… I’m on my way to California in August! OH YEAH!
This event was the starting point to make an effort to organize this trip. I’ll be attending it (2 days with amazing conferences by outstanding speakers), staying a couple more days in San Francisco to get to know the city, and the I’m renting a car for a roadtrip, by myself, down the sunny California! The trip will end in San Diego, where I went in 2002 for an internship in the amazing Culture Shock Dance Company. It will be great to see some friends again after these years! To top this, after that, I’m staying a week with my dear Ser.Calvin shopping and being fabulous in NYC! How much better can this get???
So, my question to you guys is: Have you ever traveled to California? What are your tips and advices?
Oh, I’m secretly hoping to meet a California surfer boy and fall in love!!!!!! hehehehe!
Peace and much love!
- "An Event Apart San Francisco - I’m Attending!" posted on May 23rd, 2008 at 20:04, by Mr.WannaB
- Posted in Ego Rub, Life, Travel
The other day I got to thinking about doctors. Not men wearing white coats but the doctors I’ve been to in all of my life. Fortunately I don’t need to see doctors often but there’s one that I see every now and then. Sometimes I think to myself if I really need to go see him or I just want to. Once there, I think sometimes I feel more like the doctor then the patient. Might as well! I know all he’s going to ask, all his going to say! With time I’ve become more at ease and we trade jokes and smile more. I remember how closed he was in the beginning, how nervous I was too. Yesterday I noticed, for the first time, how relaxed I was before my appointment.
Doctor! Right here and now I confess I’ve got a crush on you! So what? Shocked? Surprised? Can’t I come see you anymore? We’ve know each other for years now, it’s the longest relationship I’ve ever had. If we play it well, we can make it long-term. What? Your last assistant? Oh, nonsense, he meant nothing to me! Of course I flirted with him, he was irresistible. But you, you are the doctor! He was a mere apprentice. Of course you can see other patients, I’m not stupid! After all, I wouldn’t want you to go out of practice! I see you have a new ring, it looks nice. What else is new on you? We shouldn’t? Why? Not here? Oh, I see… You’ve got my number! I feel much better now… Thank you, doctor! See you soon! No apples for me, then!
Stay out super late tonight picking apples, making pies
put a little something in our lemonade and take it with us
we’re half-awake in a fake empire
we’re half-awake in a fake empire
Tiptoe through our shiny city
with our diamond slippers on
Do our gay ballet on ice
bluebirds on our shoulders
we’re half-awake in a fake empire
we’re half-awake in a fake empire
Turn the light out say goodnight
no thinking for a little while
lets not try to figure out everything it wants
It’s hard to keep track of you falling through the sky
we’re half-awake in a fake empire
we’re half-awake in a fake empire
Last week, on the same day of my close encounter, I was reading an article on the newspaper on how scientists were able to erase parts of the memory of lab rats, making way for stories like in the movie Eternal Sunshine of The Spotless Mind, to actually be possible. For those who didn’t see it, it tells the story of a couple that undergoes a procedure to erase the memories of their relationship so they wouldn’t suffer from their break up. That got me thinking about which memories I’d like to have erased.
Memories, besides lighting the corners of our minds, become a real part of us, like an organ, like a liver or a kidney. If someone takes you a kidney, you are able to live, but without a liver you’d die. Which memories, if erased, would still allow me to be my whole self and which would make my life unrecognisable? Which one’s would be keepers? Which memories would I «wash out of my hair»?
I believe that everything that happens to me in the course of my life has at least the purpose of teaching me a bit more about myself. I’ve learned to love and appreciate myself so there’s very little in my life that I’d have done differently, as I’ve come all this way to accept how I am with no regrets. Ok, I could have taken other decisions, could have chosen other ways but would those have led me to this good place I’m in today? On the other hand, as life repeats itself, when temptation is strong, do we really remember the regrets and act differently? Do we really live and learn or the taste for the risk conveniently erases our memories?