For reasons that should be obvious (these look ridiculous!) the two photos here are outtakes from The Divine Diva Tour: A Fairy’s Tale and were wisely never used in the final project. Twenty years ago I wa much more careful of my image and putting forth only what I thought was presentable, and these in no way passed muster. Today, I find them hilarious, and am happy to parade myself looking like a sheer-sheathed, frilly fool with peek-a-boo Calvin Klein briefs. When at last you know how to take the pissout of yourself, you become more or less invincible. On with the weekly recap, if it so pleases you…
It began, sigh, with another FAFO moment for those who voted for the FOTUS.
This shirtless quartet of gents in shades of gray righted the ship for the moment.
Our lone Dazzler of the Day was Josh Groban, who hasn’t texted me since.
The cop-out post, or, a skylight pictorial series.
Scarlet streaks of hope in a backyard of gray.
A scandalous take on boba tea.
Birthday wishes for Skip garnered a favorable social media response, further evidence that people want to see anybody other than me up on here. So send me your Dazzler recommendations! Almost all will be honored! (Even you, Urbanczyk… someday…)
These days I find myself doubting everything.
Obsessed – utterly OBSESSED – with this Lady Gaga song.
Disturbing dreams and comforting realizations.
Echoes of incense in a sacred space.
The Divine Diva Tour: A Fairy’s Tale went all gratuitously naked and nude, with an underwear-heavy post titled ‘Vanity Under Where‘ and then re-doubled on the effort with a post titled ‘Vanity Under There‘ and capped things off, literally all off, with this George Michael-inspired ‘When you shake your ass, they notice fast’ post.
Now let’s have a great week of Mercury in retrograde! It’s Monday, my friend Ann’s favorite day, so rock out with your whatever out and do the damn thing.
