Allow me to write on this topic. Local showbiz, inasmuch as I hate to admit it, is one my guilty pleasures. I am, after all, jologs to the bones. (Photo courtesy of Proudly Filipina)
Hearing that Rustom Padilla is now Bebe Gandanghari is just too good a topic to pass. My first reaction was holy c**p, he looks alarmingly like Carmina Villaroel. And the second was, wait... why that cheesy name?
Being out suits him. Why wouldn't it? It must have been so hard for him to put up with the pretenses in the past. It's no wonder that now, he is glowing. His face literally lit up. The ever so noticeable cheekbone which made him look like a relapsing drug addict during his Pinoy Big Brother days now gives him the sharp contours of supermodel's face. And he is one pretty lady I must say. Oh darn, he looks way better than real girls I know (including me, LOL!)
But seriously, I instantly thought about how Carmina Villaroel may be taking all these. I wonder how hearing that your ex-husband is now donning a dress, a wig, heavy make up, and stilettos feels for Carmina. I wonder if she feels embarrassed that her "gaydar" failed her? I wonder if it is revolting or amusing for her? Or maybe, it does not affect her anymore. I think about this because I know quite a few people (hey, even me) who had their close encounters with the third kind/gender at one point or another in their lives. Thank God Carmina now has Zoren Legaspi and they have really adorable twins.
So moving back to Rustom, why on earth did he have to choose such a gay name? Literally, it is Ms. Beauty King in English. Just how campy is that? He should have chosen a name something along the line of Beyonce's Sasha Fierce. But I guess he is keeping his target market in mind... the jologs at heart. Like me. Eeek!
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