Category Archives: Photos

NOLA Part II: Sex and the City: The Movie 2007

Get a first glance of the most talked-about and long-awaited movie here:


Forget about them girls below. They mimicked us.

The ladies of Sex and the City in 2004. Photo: Retna

NOLA Part I: Cabbage Patch Kid


Does he remind you of something? Hit play button below to find out.

Another Last Night at the Roxy (Will It Ever Close for Real?)/NYC Pride

Strike a pose in front of the unidentified container. We still can’t find out what da heck it is. BTW, how do you like my Yoga bod?

3 queens gather ’round.

2 real Queens queens.

Ton, my new pal, with my other. This is how they look before they took the medication.

Russian cunt. She thinks she’s all that, or she’s just being sleepy. 😉

Daddy and a portable son.

Confessions of a Burmese? Photographed by ME!

All I see is numb3rs 37 and 18.

We got there around midnight, and we left 4 hours later after two queens purposely passed out. The same day, 8 hours later, we met up at some bar in the village and walked thru the crowd to 5th Av and 11th St — slightly away from the spot we were at last couple of years. Yeah, remember? I was exiled to Thailand on 2006.

We really don’t look terrible from not getting enough sleep. I hate my vivid cheekbones!

You know what? I don’t give a shit about the parade. I just joined to spot the hotties, and there they are!

Gay officers? For real? What precinct do they work at? I mostly see those I’m-too-fat-to-run-after-anything kinda cops; however, NYC has the most gorgeous cops on this planet Earth. [citation needed]

FDNY? Yeah, stick your hose up my hole.

These two guys are really going at it. He’s fingering and spanking that ass. You can see how red it is from afar.

And some random cuteness.

Last Dance @ The Roxy, And Of Course Madonna Din’t Come!

One Night @ Roxy w/ Ivan

One Week Before Coup D’État

A coup d’état (pronounced /ku de’ta/), or simply coup, is the sudden overthrow of a government through unconstitutional means by a part of the state establishment, that mostly replaces just the top power figures. It is also an example of political engineering. It may or may not be violent in nature. It is different from a revolution, which is staged by a larger group and radically changes the political system. The term is French for “a (sudden) blow (or strike) to a state” (literally, coup, hit, and État, state, always written with a capital É in this meaning). The term coup can also be used in a casual sense to mean a gain in advantage of one nation or entity over another; e.g. an intelligence coup. By analogy, the term is also applied to corporations, etc; e.g. a boardroom coup.

My folks in Korat. The driver, the hairdresser, and the midget.

On the way to the airport.

Waiting patiently after a fight with Indians.

They accused me that I was cutting the line. God dammit, my luggage was on the carousel already. Dontcha see it, fool?

Me and my parents.

My mother and her daughter?

About to leave, no tears had been dropped. Are they happy or what?

I dunno where my mom got that purple sweater. She looks a lot nicer without it.

I have to go to the gate now. My parents really have to go coz it’s raining really hard outside.

Thailand’s next supermodel. Strike a pose, bitch!

One last look.

Samet Island: Let me crash upon your shore

In a way, it’s all a matter of time

I will not worry for you, You’ll be just fine

Take my thoughts with you, and when you look behind

You will surely see a face that you recognize

You’re not alone, I’ll wait till the end of time

Open your mind, Surely it’s plain to see

You’re not alone, I’ll wait till the end of time for you

Open your mind, Surely there’s time to be with me

It is the distance, that makes life a little hard

Two minds that once were close, Now so many miles apart

I will not falter though, I’ll hold on till you’re home

Safely back where you belong, And see how our love has grown

That was me getting dressed