Sunday, July 31, 2011

Jeebus On His Shoulder

Look Up!

Look down!...

Afternoon Flashback: Doug E Fresh & Slick Rick

Please indulge me whilst I sashay down Memory Lane a bit...

I began my 6 (count em!) years at Penn State during the fall of 1985. Around that same time, hip-hop pioneers Doug E Fresh (AKA "The Human Beat Box") and Slick Rick (AKA "MC Ricky D") released a single with The Show on one side, and La Di Da Di on the other.

That first semester, my friend Alan would introduce me to the joys of these two tracks and other early hip hop. Other (AKA "whiter") dorm-mates would introduce me to classic rock like Pink Floyd ("Comfortably Numb" became our unofficial anthem); and others to bands like the Violent Femmes and Depeche Mode. But, I must say, hip-hop was the most fun - so when my friends and I got drunk (which was often) The Show and La Di Da Di were played loudly and repeatedly. And even the white guys rapped along.

FYI for you young Bitches - these songs were contained on something called a RECORD, which had to be played on a machine called a TURNTABLE. These "turntables" were made out of Dinosaur bones, Model T Ford parts, and old milk churns - just so you know ...

Bunny Can Hear You

Happy Bunday!



Sunday Services ...

... at 8:30 AND 10:00! With Jeebus!!


Pez De la Spensa

Greasiest Pez dispenser EVAH...


The Sunday (Not So) Funnies

Source: The Slab


Time To Crawl Into Bed

Good Night!



Model/Rapper/Producer - Brandon Carter

Brandon Carter, 28, primarily focuses on his flourishing music career these days - but his modeling career has been extremely successful as well.

Side Note: I've had a few pics of Brandon on my computer for quite some time, so I decided to look for a few more in order to create a post. During my internet photo search, I came across a Brandon Carter blog post from a blogger named ... wait, let me think ... DAVIDDUST! Sure enough, I featured Brandon back in September of 2008 and completely forgot (getting old sucks). You can check out that post HERE.


Saturday, July 30, 2011




Wrestling Singlet

A wrestling singlet (or simply singlet) is a one-piece, tight-fitting, colored uniform, usually made of spandex, lycra, or nylon, used in amateur wrestling. The uniform is tight fitting so as not to get grasped accidentally by one's opponent, and allows the referee to see each wrestler's body clearly when awarding points or a pin.

"I have never seen a wrestling match or a prize fight, and I don't want to. When I find out a man is interested in these sports, I drop him." 

... Hedy Lamarr


Pucker Up

Don't Bury Granny ...

...keep her in your gun cabinet until you can shoot her into an intruding burglar! From The Daily What:

For a mere $1,250, the Alabama-based ammunition manufacturer Holy Smokes will help you preserve the memory of a late loved one by shoving their remains into “100 rounds of rifle ammunition, 250 shotshells, or 250 pistol cartridges, in the caliber/gauge of your choice.”
On their official site, Holy Smoke — a company started by two state law enforcement officers — talks up its product’s multiple benefits: It fulfills “a need for an individual’s choice” in how he/she is “remembered or celebrated”; it offers a low-cost alternative to burial services; and it carries “a much smaller ecological footprint” than “most of the current funeral interment methods.”


True Blood Vampire Pam Made Me Cry


And not because she tried to drink my blood and/or murder me. It's because Kristin Bauer - who plays Fangtasia bar owner Pam Swynford De Beaufort on True Blood - has recorded one of the most sincere It Gets Better videos ever.

Part Of A Balanced Caturday Breakfast

Good Morning

Featured Model - Jeremy Rivera

New model Jeremy Rivera is 25 years old and lives in New York City.

Model Mayhem Profile


Friday, July 29, 2011

Jump Rope



Lifeguard On Duty

Is That His "Flotation Device" I See? 

Hot Gay Nerd

Project Runway 9 - Ep. 1: "Fairy Tale Hair, Baby"

Well, well, well. Here we are again – another season of Project Runway. And you wanna know something? Episode One didn’t piss me off!! And neither did the Casting Special!! Baby steps, people… 

Before I start on my recap, I need to make a disclaimer. Last season I had the benefit of a DVR – so I could pause the show and rewind if something was missed. This was FABULOUS and really helped me to write a more accurate recap. Also – it allowed me to pee and/or microwave a Lean Hot Pocket without missing anything. 

However, my roommates and I decided that we can no longer afford the DVR (air conditioning is so much more important). So, before you make a “Ummm … I think Whatshisname said ‘blah blah blah’ – not Whatshername” comment, please keep in mind that my mind is feeble and my DVR is gone. Which, btw, will be the title of my memoir – look for it at this fall. 

Ok, now a few bullet points about the Casting Special – which aired an hour before the Season One premiere. This is the show where they introduce us to the designers – and since there were 20 of those bitches I needed all the introductions Lifetime was willing to give me. Some thoughts: 
  • Seth Aaron is still straight, right? Because he was giving me an ‘Adam Lambert’s Gay Dad’ vibe last night. Which, as vibes go, is actually pretty fabulous. 
  • Speaking of Seth Aaron, isn’t it telling that HE was the one who anchored the Casting Special (and the castings) – NOT the winner of last season? In fact, unless I missed it (see above), the words “Gretchen” and “Jones” were not uttered during the entire show. 
  • There WAS, however, an appearance by the true winner of Season 8 – Mondo Guerra. I still want to hug that boy. 
  • I instantly hated all three of the Menswear Queens – the bronze/gay one, the closeted Mormon one and the Eurogaysian one. Sorry – first impressions and all that. 
  • Did that beeyotch really say “You need a privileged Pretty Girl!”??? No ... YOU need to STFU before burping things like that out of your mouth.

But enough about the casting special – let’s get to the real deal. 

As you know, the first episode is always about getting to know the too-many-to-keep-track-of Fashiontestants. And this year they brought 20 (!) designers to NYC. Here is a list of them, along with my quick first impressions of each. 

1. Kimberly. I won't say she’s little bit ghetto, but while walking through Times Square was excited to see “Red Lobstah” - home of the delicious “Cheddah Biscuits”. Which, come to think of it, is also MY favorite thing about Times Square. It’s settled then – I love her. Also ... "Nut Juice". Yep, she's my new BFF.

2. Bryce. Gay. That’s all I got. 

3. Anya (below). Beauty queen. Seriously – she was Miss Trinidad & Tobago. Has an awesome accent. She's drop-dead gorgeous. But Anya only learned how to sew 4 months ago, which pretty much gave Tim Gunn an aneurism. 

4. Becky Ross. Sounds way too similar to “Betsy Ross”. Therefore, Miss Ross BETTER sew an American Flag dress during this season or I’ll be extremely disappointed.

5. Olivier. Eurogaysian. Frosted hair. Everyone loves his accent – but I’m not so sure. 

6. Josh C. Mormon. I’m not saying he’s a closet case … but he’s a closet case. And a little insane, methinks. I say this because he moves his mouth when others speak to him – almost like he’s lip-synching-for-his-life to the words he’s hearing. Or to the voices in his head. 

7. Laura. “Privileged Pretty Girl”. Nina Garcia seems to hate her, which warms the cockles of my cold dark heart. 

8. David. The Non-Euro Gaysian. 

9. Viktor. The Latino Gay. 

10. Julie. Snowboarder. Something ain’t quite right with her. 

11. Amanda. The Perky One. Oh honey … NO

12. Fallene. Ally Sheedy in The Breakfast Club

13. Gunnar. Kentucky Derby Queen. 

14. Danielle. Can’t remember her at all. Wrote “weird white girl” in my notes. Seems to be a lot of that this season.

15. Joshua. Definitely NOT in the closet. Bronze. 

16. Cecilia. Definitely foreign. Possibly evil.

17. Rafael. Bad facial hair. Really bad. EPICALLY bad. 

18. Bert. This Queen is the REAL DEAL. I have just three words for you: “Blass”, “Scaasi”, and “Halston”. Beeyotch has worked for all three before becoming a drunk. OMG, luvs him. I know he’ll probably end up being a NASTY queens (former drunks sometimes are), but for now he’s my favorite. Also – he’s 102 years old. At least. 

19. Anthony. Cancer survivor. Color blind. 

20. Serena. Tried out for Project Runway 10 years ago. Still trying. 

Anywhore, all these bitches haul in their crap and show it to the judges - Heidi, Michael Kor(ange)s, Nina Garcia, and Tim Gunn. Twenty of these desperate fabric wranglers traveled to NYC, and four of them will be going home before the first challenge even begins. 

After their presentations, everyone waits nervously in The Glad Family Of Products Stew Room the holding area – and Heidi and Tim enter to dish the good and bad news: David (Other Gaysian), Gunnar (Derby Queen), Amanda (The Perky One) and Serena (Still Trying) are going home. See ya. Wouldn’t wanna be ya. 

The 16 remaining designers have their customary toast – and Heidi gets a little tipsy (she must not pregnant for a change) and messes up her lines. “One day yerrrr out … and the next day yerrrr … um … make it work??...{{hiccup!}}”.

After drinky-drinks, the designers head over to the Atlas apartments to unpack and get some sleep. But Tim Gunn has other plans. 

At 5:00 am, Tim wakes the designers like a refined, gay Drill Sergeant. He tells them to keep their sleeping clothes on and to grab a sheet off their beds, and follow him. Unlike a real Drill Sergeant, he does not refer to them as "Maggots".

Wait ... Sheets? Oh Jeebus, I hope this isn’t the dreaded "KKK Challenge": 

Not even Bunim-Murray would go THERE, would they? {{gulp}}… 

Anywhore, Tim parades the designers through Times Square (Red Lobstah, Cheddah Biscuits, etc.) and into the workroom at Parsons. He tells them that the challenge this week will be to create a look out of what they wore to bed and a bed sheet. Thankfully this does not involve white hoods and burning crosses. At least not yet.

Sketch ... sew ... etc.

Tim Gunn visits. First up - Anthony. Tim looks concerned. “I don’t want to sexualize everything”, Tim says (don’t worry Tim, I DO), but Tim’s not feeling the “pubic patch” on the front of Anthony’s skirt. I’m serious – he’s not feeling it at all – in fact, Tim won’t even touch it. Vajayjays made out PJ’s just aren’t Tim’s thing, I guess. 

Tim visits the Puking Clown girl (she was wearing a t-shirt with a puking clown decal on it). “Is that a toilet?”, Tim inquires. He ain’t touching that either, trust me. 

Talk to me about this top” is what Tim asks Rafael. “Talk to me about this top” was a common phrase amongst the patrons at the Times Square hustler bar I used to hang in back in the day. That was before Red Lobstah came to town. 

Anywhore, Tim notices that Rafael is still wearing his leopard-print headscarf and wonders why he’s not using it in his design. Rafael refuses to take it off, because his hair is a “hot mess”. Question: Do they make a facial hair scarf? Just saying. 

Models arrive and get naked, and Privileged Pretty Girl asks Eurogaysian if he’s “speaking foreign”. Where’s that toilet? I think I need to puke… 

It's 10 pm ("Do You Know Where Your Children Are?"), and the Fashiontestants skedaddle back to the Atlas Shrugged Home For Quirky Fashion People and get some sleep. 

The next day arrives – Runway Day! They have two hours to take their models to the L’Oreal Paris … blah blah blah, you know the drill. 

Well lookie there – Rafael's hot mess hair is now under control so he's no longer wearing the headscarf. And Rafael's hair is LAYED, hunty (WARNING: foul language ahead)

BTW - the title of this recap (and a bunch of other stuff) won't make any sense unless you peruse this CLASSIC video. It's worth it, trust me.

Okay hunties, it’s time to start the show. Heidi welcomes everyone to the runway and introduces the judges: Michael, Nina, and … Wednesday Addams! 

The models Sashay, Shantay,and Put Some Bass in Their Walks down the runway… 

After the runway show, Heidi announces that Anthony (colorblind pubic patch guy), Rafael (like Rapunzel, bitch – see above), Born This Way Josh, Miss Trinidad & Tobago Anya, Octogenarian Bert and Snowboarder Julie are the tops and the bottoms. The rest of the designers retire to the Interior Illusions lounge to enjoy Absolute cocktails served by the Pit Crew. 

The judges grill the designers about their looks, and here’s how it breaks down: 

They Likee: 

Anthony. Pubic Patches don’t bother Wednesday Addams and Nina Garcia, obvs

Anya. The judges rave about her pants. 

Bert. That shizz is fierce! But the way he styled his model made her look a little dated. And by a “little dated”, I’m talking circa 1872. 

No Likee: 

Rafael. He turned his headscarf into a bib-like “Flintstone Disco Patch” (thank you Michael Kors!) – which was just NOT CUTE, hunty. 

Julie. Nina Garcia hated Julie's pants. Michael Kors – who DOES like to sexualize everything (unlike Tim) – noticed that the weird pocket placement was perfect for playing “Pocket Pool”. Alliteration, bitches ... Google it. 

Secret Friend of Dorothy Josh. “This top is terrible!” exclaimed Nina. Which is another phrase that was often bandied about at that Times Square hustler bar I mentioned earlier. 

Commercial Break: Lifetime airs a Weight Watchers commercial featuring a gal who lost 60+ plans. She now smiles so much that it “kinda hurts my cheeks” (see "Times Square bar", above).

Judges discuss, and it’s time for the results: 

Bert. Winner. Immunity. Garment was pretty damn fabulous. 

Anya, Anthony – safe 

Julie – safe. 

This leaves “I Am What I Am” Josh and “Fairy Tale Hair” Rafael. 

And … Rafael is sent home. But at least his hair is LAYED. Yes ma’am. 

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