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The Summer of 2019 ~ Part Four: September

I’m in the sky where I oughta be at, I’ve been watching you
Rocket ship takin’ off in that, now I’m onto you
Mouth closed, I don’t want your opinion, who you talkin’ to?
Stand out, no, I don’t wanna blend in, why you want me to?

For our final summer recap entry, the soundtrack falls fittingly to Madonna, who informed the entire season with her magnificent ‘Madame X’ opus, and this lovingly sets the stage for her new tour and a fall full of giddy excitement. I am ready to put the garden, and the season of summer, to slumber. We’ll do it again next year. Until then, one last glimpse at all the summer that this September could contain…

I’ve been disrobing on this site since 2003, and it finally got a little tiresome for me. But after much clamoring by all of two or three people, I took the Speedo off for one more cheeky peek. (And made it interesting for myself by including quotes from a favorite read.)

Maluma and Ricky Martin made some beautiful music together.

Morning visitors sometimes come in threes and depart before things get stormy

When the category is Tom Daley, things get skimpy and steamy.

Ghosts left on the street in objects left behind. 

Try some! Eat one! This is the controversial hot dog with peanut butter, bacon, scallions and cheese combo

They say be all I can be
And all I want is peace, peace, peace, peace, peace, peace
See the world, haven’t seen it all
I wanna see it, see it, see it, see it, see its dreams

Sweet baby Jesus, I’ve wasted a dozen years on FaceBook… and counting.

The magnificent moodiness of Madonna’s ‘Music’ album from 2000, a very good year.

Hunks and studs and GIFs, oh my!

The new pope, as portrayed by Jude Law bulging out of his Speedo.

Now that summer is winding down, perhaps you need something to bookmark to remind you of all the love and beauty in the world. For when the days get colder…

My Dad’s 89th birthday.

Beautiful storm.

The happy euphoria that the Beekman Boys spread around the world, realized in a soapy shower moment. 

End of summer reflections featuring shades of male nudity.

I can’t react how you thought I’d react, I would never for you
Front line, I won’t stand in the back, ’cause you want me to
Mouth closed, I don’t want your opinion, who you talkin’ to?
Stand out, no, I don’t wanna blend in, why you want me to?

“No, I wasn’t lost. It was a different feeling… a mix of lucidity and craziness, but I wasn’t lost.” ~ Madonna

And now, the arrival of fall has been set, its tapestry of autumnal hues has been woven – all that’s left to do is greet it with a warm embrace. We will see each other through the wilderness. 

Closing out the summer heat (and a season of male dancers) were various Hunks of the Day, including Roberto Bolle, Mark Cirillo, Max Parker, Ryan Russell, Daniel Franzese, James Heatly, Theo James, Alec Smith, Curtis Stone, Jay RyanBrooks Koepka, and Kamil Nicalek.

Come alive, come alive
Come alive, come alive
Dream’s real, it’s alive
Come alive, come on
Come alive, come alive
Come alive, come alive…

“New York is strange in the summer. Life goes on as usual but it’s not, it’s like everyone is just pretending, as if everyone has been cast as the star in a movie about their life, so they’re one step removed from it. And then in September it all gets normal again.” ~ Peter Cameron

{See also Part OnePart Two, and Part Three.}

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