I was there and it was a rare global fashion event. But for me it was an even rarer event to be up after 10 PM accompanied by more than one person. In fact my husband didn't want me to go until he found out LVMH spent 7 million euros on the affair. A prime example that people are impressed with money even if it ain't talkin' to them!
Welcome to my novel (in more ways than one) blog which I hope will reach ultimate heights in information, mis-information and diss-information. But sadly, it will surely remain low in information technology. If you are looking for the excitement and technological advancement of PerezHilton, this is not the place that's why he has a clothing line and I have nothing but a clothesline hanging from the 8th floor. I have yet to learn the rules of blogging and I'm afraid the management of this blog, like my life, will be a mess.
I am hoping to make this blog an inspiration for my third and hopefully last novel. Yes, I am planning to get a proper French manicure for my claws and will be storing my pointy Rupert Sanderson stilettos which I don't use for walking but for ass-kicking.
HOWEVER, because this is going to me my last show, I will really try my best to make you laugh until you cry and your Guerlain G2 mascara runs. Inspired by bloggers such as Chikatime, Brian Gorrell and Brian Boy, I have decided to take my information-gathering and book-writing efforts public. This is new to someone like me who does not court publicity unlike many PUBLIC FIGURES we know such as the Gucci Gang and countless celebrities who cannot string a sentence either because of too much drugs or too little education. But wait till scandal hits and these very people become the first to deny they are 'public figures."
(OKAY--I KNOW many of you will counter with incidents where I do magazine and TV interviews. Let me say that I NEVER ask for publicity except when I have to promote a book. Unfortunately not many people have the courage to give bold and snarky opinions like I do so which bitch do the media go to if it's a slow day for news? What is it that someone said?? "I'm happy to have enough money to have convictions but not enough to fear everyone..." Or something to that effect...As we say today, "Google it!"
Now for the rules of the Game of (Societal) Death:
1) Because I am cheap and chic, I will accept any information whether true, false or made up while you were soaking in the bath on LSD. Comments are moderated but I still don't know how! hahaha!
2) My stand on drugs: I don't care if you smoke, toke or snort yourself to death as long as other people's lives are not ruined. Therefore, if I know you and you do drugs but I don't have to pay for your re-hab or your drugs, you can still be my friend. I'll pay for your drinks but not Jeroboams, okay? We can even ride in the same car and share a meal at Andok's....Just don't share the loo with my dogs because they already have a Prozac habit. Sammy and Tallulah DO spend a LOT of time in the loo together because that's where we always find them....
3) Being a media person who has made great friends out of (former) enemies and continue to make enemies by the minute, I don't take anything personally and neither should you! Ever heard of the word 'frenemy?" Google it!
Before we let the games begin, let me remind my readers and potential detractors and their lawyers from Cavite, the parameters of blogging: contents covering bestiality, racism, sexism, child pornography are absolutely prohibited. In simple People magazine prose, that means the id-jots who get offended because people have spread fact or fiction about their business practices, RubberMaid plastic surgery, behaviour at Andok's, Olympic social climbing, backstabbing using an ancient stolen Ming Dynasty dagger DO NOT..take note, (even with the help of St Jude) DO NOT have a God forsaken prayer! Mag-yoga nalang kayo because at least you will not only reach Nirvana, but reach the size you always wanted to be to be able to wear haute couture samples!
As my husband said when I announced that I was writing a third book, "Don't you have enough enemies?" To which I replied, "I am seeking world domination.."
AND as my friends at Chikatime would say, "Yan lang pow..."