Wednesday, March 31, 2010

Gay man and label......


Kuala Lumpur 2010


I was at the one of Shopping Mall on the weekend recently, I went there with my friends from Down Under – Australia - It’s kind of interesting to see all the shoppers here on the weekend, it comes from all part of our life, either, family with their kids, young couples, singles and loner as well in the group, either bunch of guys or girls walking around in the Shopping Malls and some of them walking around, either with or with-out shopping bag in their hand.

I notice, some of them carrying cheap plastic (it says ‘sale’) shopping bags and some carrying those expensive shopping bags with those big labels on it. Of course I am not surprised when I notice very clearly that most expensive shopping bags with their big label name are nicely and carefully carry in the hand of gay mans.

While we sit-down and watching peoples around and have a chat-over-the-coffee, I asked my buddy, Why are there becomes a garment label? And I keep wonder.

Does anyone ever wonder (apart from me) why there is such an obsession with labels in our society, and in particular the labels on clothes?

I am constantly bemused by shallow little queens trying to outdo each other and themselves, to spend a queen’s ransom on some new piece of clothing that has some trendy label on it. If what I read is true, then it doesn’t really mean much as most big brand labeled clothes (particularly men’s designer underwear) are spewed out of the same mass production facilities in China. Most clothing is produced in China, but I guess there would not be flocks of desperate flocking to department stores on ‘mega sale’ to buy cheap CALVIN CHONG.

What are the mysteries behind these labels and why do they mean so much? The designer labels say to the whole world “Look at me wearing the expensive brand, I am happy, rich and well adjusted etc.” It is the same with people incessantly smsing and fidding with their mobiles – that action says look at me I am important because I have to go to my locker-room every 15 minutes at the gym to check who has text me with latest FTSE100 update. We know better all of the above say. “I am a loser who needs props to make me look as though I am not a tragic little nothing.”

Here are some little notes for you. People who flamboyantly expose labels of underwear are generally doing so because there is nothing else worth noting below the waist. People (mainly men) who drive fast, hard and loud usually have a problem with erections. Those who wear ostentatious expensive labels on the outside have serious self image problems and a reloaded with emotional baggage. World travelers who excite themselves recounting endless tales of wonderment about their perilous and expensive adventures are generally bored off their tits (and those of others). Middle aged men who wax on about sexual conquests and young men wanting them are in serious denial and fear of growing old (except me of course – in which case it’s true).

So my tip for life: be yourself. You don’t need all that stuff to make you special. Be honest to yourself and the rest will all follow naturally. But my very BEST tip is this: A smile can take you to places that money and gadgets can’t. Generally being nice to people (and yourself), is far more likely to win you friends and sexual conquests, than all that expensive crap.


Till then,

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