Currently playing: "Smalltown Boy" by Bronski Beat
The Virgin Swiss Sides
(Part 2)
Spotted:
Houri Wicked K has been singled out at an anniversary party to a guy named Siegfred (not our dearly beloved Mr. P).
She then revealed that the guy used an overated pick-up tricks.
Imagine a cutie doing some extra cutie effort.
It's called redundancy.
And the elitists think it's piney.
Cutie's number discarded.
***
Eavesdropping:
The Queen B's out for a date on Saturday night.
No.
Not the guy who middled her crown at the eastcoast.
Some highschool sweetheart,
I heard.
No publicities has been released.
But since this psot has been long overdued.
B took the plan B when Mr. HSS was a no-show.
***
Photographed:
The FAB DK was caught on their dancing shoes last Saturday night.
Check the details on our respondent's blog:
http://thefrigidjonesdiary.blogspot.com
***
And here's the continuing saga of our vestal beauties.
It's the Dashing D for today,
as what I've promised.
(although I don't remember keeping one).
Here's what I can only remember:
22 months ago.
I was just a struggling model then when I first saw Myster D.
D was very famous with his locks and lickable looks.
He's more popular to the valley girls.
And I find him mysterious
-mystically delicious.
I remember a starlet friend who was lusting over him thinking that his nick has something to do with the size of his feet.
I lusted over him from head to foot.
From then on,
we'd wildly made love in most of my wet dreams.
He slipped every now and then inside my head.
I throb up and down on him in my wildest wake moments.
Reality check.
Spotted some time ago:
Our next eligible candidate for bachelorhood was seen in one of my favorite restaurant dating.
And who's his date?
I'm not dropping the name until next issue.
And the restaurant?
Oh Georg,
feed me some more.
Moving on with my latest weight.
An insider slipped a piece of kleenex for the smear.
And the news:
Dashing D has been a virgin and remains a virgin since birth.
I don't think so.
Scrapping juicy infos from his blogs.
I calculated the facts that he's been physically involved with someone since highschool days.
And who's the highschool sweetie?
It's for me to know and for you to find out.
Seems like our BAD icons are still haunted by their highschool slumbooks.
B with Ryan.
A with M
(hmmm...)
and D with...
who-knows-who?
I'm dying to tell you.
Bah!
Bah!
Hot sheep!
Next on PG:
it's breaking the bow and the arrow.
Now we know where's A heading every 12 midnight.
Duh!
from the writer of: the chronicles of a third sex goddess, the starlet letters, lipstick writings on the wall, the goddess scriptures, the diva notes, and the queerest travel.
Friday, August 22, 2008
More on PG
Currently playing: "I'm Doing It Again" by All Wrong & The Plans Change
White Lies Beneath
August 22nd, 2008
On a chocolate almond diet.
Been trying this for the past few weeks with my equally bitchy friend R.
I lost 2 pounds in 3 days.
I don't know with R.
She think I sabotaged her.
Eat anything you want for breakfast.
Make sure you take it before 10am.
Pack a box of Dark Chocolate Almond (preferrably Cadbury's) in your purse and swallow a piece of bullet everytime you feel hungry the entire day.
Drink lots of water.
And voilah!
You'll get the Heather Kuzmich figure without drying your skin.
I'm still doning my Saleisha.
Got a short notice from L.
He's moving to Colorado on Friday.
For a challenge,
-as always for L
-never for a change.
But I think it's just how any production goes with the budget.
I,
the original queen bee just got back from Roppongi and it costs 2 LV suitcases per day to put 2 of hollywood's brightest stars together in one scene.
As for me,
I need to have my piece of almond now.
White Lies Beneath
August 22nd, 2008
On a chocolate almond diet.
Been trying this for the past few weeks with my equally bitchy friend R.
I lost 2 pounds in 3 days.
I don't know with R.
She think I sabotaged her.
Eat anything you want for breakfast.
Make sure you take it before 10am.
Pack a box of Dark Chocolate Almond (preferrably Cadbury's) in your purse and swallow a piece of bullet everytime you feel hungry the entire day.
Drink lots of water.
And voilah!
You'll get the Heather Kuzmich figure without drying your skin.
I'm still doning my Saleisha.
Got a short notice from L.
He's moving to Colorado on Friday.
For a challenge,
-as always for L
-never for a change.
But I think it's just how any production goes with the budget.
I,
the original queen bee just got back from Roppongi and it costs 2 LV suitcases per day to put 2 of hollywood's brightest stars together in one scene.
As for me,
I need to have my piece of almond now.
Latest Posts from PG
Currently playing: "Secret (Piano Version)" By The Pierces
T's an all-new PG episodes:
Guess what's the latest PG diet?
Who's sick and who's desperately seeking?
And The Virgin Swiss Sides continues.
Where-Have-Me-Been?
August 21st, 2008
It's been a long week for PosterGirl.
And I just can't believe what I've gone through the past few days.
T'was a whirlwind roller-coaster ride back-and-forth to heaven and hell.
I was hooked with the choco-almond diet for the past few days resulting to severe dehydration and tonsilitis.
But being sick and beautiful,
as always,
doesn't stop PosterGirl from getting the latest infos from our beloved insiders.
JP was rushed to the hospital on Friday night.
C brought him to the hospital and left JP alone the entire morning.
F and R invaded C's privacy where both C and F ended sleeping next to each other.
It's waking the owner to sleep at the wrong side of the bed.
No need to analyze.
The chore group then paid a short visit to JP and sent R to the port for her cruise vacation.
Later that day,
F and C were spotted near the University stairs eating Chinese noodles using 1 pair of chopstick.
Not a really good proof to deny the rumors.
And right before dusk hits,
F,
buried from sleep debts,
made partial-payments of 4 hours swamping on his pad of clutters.
getting ready for Saturday night-out.
B's furious stashing her Monique Lhuillier dress back to the closet
-her date with Ryan was cancelled.
B took the plan B.
We call it "Oplan Queen B".
A was all set at 10.
Just right on time for the plan B.
Confirming her existence,
D met A at the University stairs and ambushed F's dungeon.
The original bully dancers was then completed when B arrived.
Here's a short recap on the FAD B conversation wired from F's dungeon.
A talks about the latest trend.
B tried not to talk about her day.
C was mentioned.
D's in a friendly relationship with a colleague in New York
-a rePETE history.
D falls for him.
D fooled by him.
D feels being used by him.
D's full.
F's groggy.
Tapping out.
Fast forward for 17 minutes.
FAD B eating their hearts out at the Gourmet Cafe.
A taking pictures.
B sharing D's sentiments.
F flirting with the waiter named Alfred.
Mr. P,
S arrived tipsy in the middle of dinner.
Then K arrived clad on her Choos and ordered deep-fried pork belly.
Who said that fabulous people starved themselves to death?
Before the ngiht ends,
the Master Bully himself dropped by and made the mini-reunion official.
The FAB DK grooved the night away in VuDu.
*
Man of the hour:
Marvin the Martian.
It has been weeks seeing this guy at the background.
It's a "yes" from the FAB when asked if they'll go to bed with him.
Let's keep him on the post.
* * *
Sunday morning:
A usual family day for F,
it's the Isshipping Co. Family Day at the New Port Beach.
The Princess had him and L listed on the VIP list.
Call time's at 930 am.
F woke up at the given time.
L patiently waited for F at McDonald's.
And eventually,
the trio made the sun brighter at the New Port Beach.
Like a family,
they left the sandy resort and headed to the moviehouse.
Had Kiwi shakes and latte at Mr. Coffeee Bean.
And went to karaoke.
Good ol' family days.
The Princess then took a cab back to Alabama.
It was already 5 am on Monday.
* * *
The week that was.
F and C officially ended their friendship on Monday night.
Not to bring it on the next level.
"It formally ends",
as for F.
But I strongly believe t's all just for the sake of publicity.
What for and why not?
T's an all-new PG episodes:
Guess what's the latest PG diet?
Who's sick and who's desperately seeking?
And The Virgin Swiss Sides continues.
Where-Have-Me-Been?
August 21st, 2008
It's been a long week for PosterGirl.
And I just can't believe what I've gone through the past few days.
T'was a whirlwind roller-coaster ride back-and-forth to heaven and hell.
I was hooked with the choco-almond diet for the past few days resulting to severe dehydration and tonsilitis.
But being sick and beautiful,
as always,
doesn't stop PosterGirl from getting the latest infos from our beloved insiders.
JP was rushed to the hospital on Friday night.
C brought him to the hospital and left JP alone the entire morning.
F and R invaded C's privacy where both C and F ended sleeping next to each other.
It's waking the owner to sleep at the wrong side of the bed.
No need to analyze.
The chore group then paid a short visit to JP and sent R to the port for her cruise vacation.
Later that day,
F and C were spotted near the University stairs eating Chinese noodles using 1 pair of chopstick.
Not a really good proof to deny the rumors.
And right before dusk hits,
F,
buried from sleep debts,
made partial-payments of 4 hours swamping on his pad of clutters.
getting ready for Saturday night-out.
B's furious stashing her Monique Lhuillier dress back to the closet
-her date with Ryan was cancelled.
B took the plan B.
We call it "Oplan Queen B".
A was all set at 10.
Just right on time for the plan B.
Confirming her existence,
D met A at the University stairs and ambushed F's dungeon.
The original bully dancers was then completed when B arrived.
Here's a short recap on the FAD B conversation wired from F's dungeon.
A talks about the latest trend.
B tried not to talk about her day.
C was mentioned.
D's in a friendly relationship with a colleague in New York
-a rePETE history.
D falls for him.
D fooled by him.
D feels being used by him.
D's full.
F's groggy.
Tapping out.
Fast forward for 17 minutes.
FAD B eating their hearts out at the Gourmet Cafe.
A taking pictures.
B sharing D's sentiments.
F flirting with the waiter named Alfred.
Mr. P,
S arrived tipsy in the middle of dinner.
Then K arrived clad on her Choos and ordered deep-fried pork belly.
Who said that fabulous people starved themselves to death?
Before the ngiht ends,
the Master Bully himself dropped by and made the mini-reunion official.
The FAB DK grooved the night away in VuDu.
*
Man of the hour:
Marvin the Martian.
It has been weeks seeing this guy at the background.
It's a "yes" from the FAB when asked if they'll go to bed with him.
Let's keep him on the post.
* * *
Sunday morning:
A usual family day for F,
it's the Isshipping Co. Family Day at the New Port Beach.
The Princess had him and L listed on the VIP list.
Call time's at 930 am.
F woke up at the given time.
L patiently waited for F at McDonald's.
And eventually,
the trio made the sun brighter at the New Port Beach.
Like a family,
they left the sandy resort and headed to the moviehouse.
Had Kiwi shakes and latte at Mr. Coffeee Bean.
And went to karaoke.
Good ol' family days.
The Princess then took a cab back to Alabama.
It was already 5 am on Monday.
* * *
The week that was.
F and C officially ended their friendship on Monday night.
Not to bring it on the next level.
"It formally ends",
as for F.
But I strongly believe t's all just for the sake of publicity.
What for and why not?
Tuesday, August 19, 2008
It's Official
Currently playing: "What Do We mean To Each other" by Sergio Mendez
I'm ending my friendship with R.
I hate him.
So much.
Right now.
Things has been said and done and I'm not up to the "things happened for a reason" or "we're better off as friends" cliche.
I called it "quits".
It's all that.
Yes.
I almost got there.
Congratulations to the people who wanted to be "us".
They almost pushed us at the edge of the cliff of love and friendship.
I'm glad I realized that there was no love.
And no more friendship.
As what I've been telling everybody.
To become "us" was totally impossible,
as much as I want to.
As much as he likes me.
Because there was no same feelings shared.
It was a one-way passage and I was aware all the time that there's a dead-end at the end of the route.
Sometimes,
the idea of loving spontaneously may lead to huge distruction.
The end of the best relationship of all times.
Friendship.
I'm ending my friendship with R.
I hate him.
So much.
Right now.
Things has been said and done and I'm not up to the "things happened for a reason" or "we're better off as friends" cliche.
I called it "quits".
It's all that.
Yes.
I almost got there.
Congratulations to the people who wanted to be "us".
They almost pushed us at the edge of the cliff of love and friendship.
I'm glad I realized that there was no love.
And no more friendship.
As what I've been telling everybody.
To become "us" was totally impossible,
as much as I want to.
As much as he likes me.
Because there was no same feelings shared.
It was a one-way passage and I was aware all the time that there's a dead-end at the end of the route.
Sometimes,
the idea of loving spontaneously may lead to huge distruction.
The end of the best relationship of all times.
Friendship.
Tuesday, August 5, 2008
Next on Poster Girl
Currently playing: "Summer Night City" by Abbacadabra
August gushes.
I received a call from a long lost bestfriend last Monday.
It's Yaya.
My best friend way back R2K.
It has been 6 years when I last saw Yaya.
She then purchased roundtrip tickets covering my entire restdays.
All bags packed,
with hair ironed by "A",
I left Cebu Saturday (August 02) morning for the 10:50 flight.
MyBigMc picked me up at the airport and had me wore Kirk's helmet.
Yaya met me at the lobby of The Ritz Garden and ordered lunch.
I swore that I'll eat all of my favorite Garden Oases dish once I'll get home.
Sinigang na Baboy,
Pinakbet na Hipon with milk (one of Garden's bests),
Steamed Lapu-lapu and Pancit Canton.
As usual,
Belai arrived an hour later and we talked for over 3 hours with additional orders of french fries,
special spaghetti and halo-halo special.
We were then joined by Loi and Cris at Studio Onnie.
I had Rhum Cola over Crispy Pata,
Sashimi
and canton.
My short homecoming stint was supposed to be a confidential trip.
But MyBigMc already spilled the news to my bestfriend,
Darlene.
He went out with Darlene's brother,
Koki.
And her twin sister,
Daryl caught me in Bakbak Grill.
Davao's 2am liquor ban is still being observed but we were able to order last round of beers outside.
We then headed to Bulcachong and devoured one big bowl of of their bulalo special.
We went back to hotel at 5 in the morning.
I woke up at 12 noon.
Yaya ordered Crab Kam-chan,
Daing na Bangus,
Tinolang Hipon,
Bam-i for lunch.
Then we booked her apartelle at Rosal Homes.
She also had my flight times changed.
Belai was not able to rise up during dinner time,
the next thing we know is that she's confirmed pregnant the following day.
Cris was not able to join us on Sunday night and we had our late cdinner at Dusk Till Dawn.
The house never ceases with their famous native barbecue chicken we had 2 orders each.
Their Sinigang na Lapu-lapu is classic along with Inihaw na Tiyan ng Bariles.
I therefore say that I was heavily bloating out during the entire escape.
We went back to Studio Onnie since Yaya couldn't stand the noise outside,
and this time MyBigMc joined us.
And suddenly,
I realized...
more cheese on next entry.
August gushes.
I received a call from a long lost bestfriend last Monday.
It's Yaya.
My best friend way back R2K.
It has been 6 years when I last saw Yaya.
She then purchased roundtrip tickets covering my entire restdays.
All bags packed,
with hair ironed by "A",
I left Cebu Saturday (August 02) morning for the 10:50 flight.
MyBigMc picked me up at the airport and had me wore Kirk's helmet.
Yaya met me at the lobby of The Ritz Garden and ordered lunch.
I swore that I'll eat all of my favorite Garden Oases dish once I'll get home.
Sinigang na Baboy,
Pinakbet na Hipon with milk (one of Garden's bests),
Steamed Lapu-lapu and Pancit Canton.
As usual,
Belai arrived an hour later and we talked for over 3 hours with additional orders of french fries,
special spaghetti and halo-halo special.
We were then joined by Loi and Cris at Studio Onnie.
I had Rhum Cola over Crispy Pata,
Sashimi
and canton.
My short homecoming stint was supposed to be a confidential trip.
But MyBigMc already spilled the news to my bestfriend,
Darlene.
He went out with Darlene's brother,
Koki.
And her twin sister,
Daryl caught me in Bakbak Grill.
Davao's 2am liquor ban is still being observed but we were able to order last round of beers outside.
We then headed to Bulcachong and devoured one big bowl of of their bulalo special.
We went back to hotel at 5 in the morning.
I woke up at 12 noon.
Yaya ordered Crab Kam-chan,
Daing na Bangus,
Tinolang Hipon,
Bam-i for lunch.
Then we booked her apartelle at Rosal Homes.
She also had my flight times changed.
Belai was not able to rise up during dinner time,
the next thing we know is that she's confirmed pregnant the following day.
Cris was not able to join us on Sunday night and we had our late cdinner at Dusk Till Dawn.
The house never ceases with their famous native barbecue chicken we had 2 orders each.
Their Sinigang na Lapu-lapu is classic along with Inihaw na Tiyan ng Bariles.
I therefore say that I was heavily bloating out during the entire escape.
We went back to Studio Onnie since Yaya couldn't stand the noise outside,
and this time MyBigMc joined us.
And suddenly,
I realized...
more cheese on next entry.
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