Hold It!

Because of my current state of destitution, I had a quiet weekend; meaning I did not go out drinking or clubbing. I heard the gays at Silom were looking for me, but dahling, I could not bothered. LOL.

And certainly no shopping either (thank God, shopping buddy, Heidi, was in Korea. Peace, Heidi! Heheheh.). As far as I'm concerned, I'm on a shopping moratorium within the next two months (if I can help it). But first, let me share my latest acquisition. I bought these pair of cheap shoes from Siam Square with Heidi, who also got something very similar to this. The brand is called Oh My God. We do love the creativity of the Thais, don't we? Also last weekend I bought a polka dot sweater. It does not really make sense why I bought it coz we all know how sweltering hot it is in BKK. But shopping does not always make sense, does it?

Fuchsiaboy, isdatchyu?

Remind me to clean my mirror, ok?

Friday evening, Snejana Onopka invited me to his place "to watch a DVD", and we all know what that means. Like how many times have we actually fallen (albeit willingly) into this trap of "watching a DVD"? The film of the evening was The Pillow Book, which of course we did not bother to finish. So this Snejana business is going better than I expected, especially after that disappointing evening more than a couple of weeks ago. There's certainly some promise in this new venture. Still, that's all I can say for now.

Saturday evening was totally lackluster. Or at least that's what I thought until I watched the new season of Project Runway on Youtube. This was followed by Temptation Island, which for me was the highlight of my weekend.

Yesterday, Bubbles and I took a long bus ride to House (pretty much on the other side of town) to catch Un Ano Sin Amor (A Year Without Love, 2005), an Argentinian film about an HIV positive gay man who explores S&M. Scenes of the latter were totally cringe-worthy and the rest of the film was soporific.

Bubbles and I hanged out in the lobby of House for some serious camwhoring. And then we moved to Central World to people watch.

At the lobby of House.

By the fountain at Central World. Japan, Japan or Korea, Korea?

We then window-shopped where I found this gorgeous striped sweater, 60 percent off. Ugh, such bad timing no? But then, I mustered enough will power not to buy it. Even if I had money, tell me who needs a fucking sweater in BKK? Still, I badly wanted it (again, shopping is not about practicality, honey). I swear I heard that piece calling my name.

Muntik ka nang maging akin.

Fortunately Bubbles dragged me out of the botique. Hay, looking at those clothes that I could not afford dampened my mood (at least I got a photo of it). Note to self: avoid window shopping from now on. And oh, I also found a pair of red sneakers in Zara that I might get next month.

Did I just mention I'm on a shopping moratorium? Well if I did I may reduce it to one month instead.