Wednesday, September 22, 2010
Friday, June 04, 2010
I mean, when can you hear a mid tempo love song sung by 2 sexy men? How about a Battle wrap between a Boss Chick (Hard Lezbian!!!!! *grin*) and a Fashion craving Butch Queen (Gay dude)? The performances Spoke to me.
Dy'ari sang and blessed our eyes.
Last.Offence -- OMG
Sir Ben Marx hit us with his Future Sight.
Jesse O wanted to tell us about love.....
Then showed us what Lust is...
Check out the "fabulous in the essence of Emerald City..
Wait, there's more!
Thursday, May 27, 2010
Happy Birthday Ron, You are an angel on this Earth.Thanks for showing me right from wrong - even though , being a Virgo, I'm never really wrong, just misinformed . *wink*
Love you much.
Andre is Light.
Andre is Magic. Andre is Sex.
Andre is Light.
Andre is Love.
Andre is Everything. Andre J is really the reason I ended up on the path of documenting NYC Nightlife. He got me my very FIRST club gig. It was at the legendary NYC spot, Club lotus. He was my very first Muse, and he continues to inspire me with every breath. We've been friends so long that we are Brothers. Both in Art and Love & life. Since landing on the cover of French Vogue back in November of 2007, his life and career have launched themselves up to Super Luminal speeds. From NYC, to Vienna, to London, to Paris. Andre is Universal. We hit up Kiss & Fly in the Meatpacking District (our old stomping grounds) Check out the energy that he brings to the room.
We had a blast that night Celebrating life and love.U just gotta love Andre J.
Monday, May 24, 2010
Our host for the evening turned out to be an elf, or at least that’s what I thought when TV personality James Aguiar took to the stage looking like a delectable circus ring leader. All that was missing was the swirly moustache, but rest assured the gold shoes, sparkly clothes and over the top glitter was all there. As he implored the girls (at some point some of the girls turned into drag queens- but what do did you expect at James’ tea party kids?) to strut the plank guests abound cheered and gushed as fantastical designs corroborated by ostentatious head (hat?) wear topped each look off.
Iight, but on the real. The highlight of MY night
was meeting the one and only Pat Cleveland.
She is EVERYTHING. (Everything? - The Hommie Rah)
Yes, EVERYTHING. Gracefull. beautiful, and of course,
The reason for the season.
Monday, March 29, 2010
I know Im a little late sending this letter, but BAAAAYBEE... ya cuzzin has been busy.
Hew's things back in ATL? Last we spoke yo u was headed down to Cypress St to drop off ya roommate so that he could make up that back rent? That is what you said, right? I couldn't hear you that well cause I was trying to avoid this Jehovah's Witness Crack head who was $5.00. When I asked him why hes chargin for a free magazine designed to spread the word..... he told me, "If a train fare is $2.25, and a trip to Philly is $10.00 on the bus, how much do you think that a trip to Heaven costs? Help a Brotha out.... "
So some of ya message might have gotten lost. I'm writing you this letter to tell you about the time I stepped out of my comfort zone and had a crazy good time.
About 2weeks ago, NYC had a monsoon. Normally when it rains up here, its more like a sprinkle / heavy drizzle for an hour or two and a gray sky for the rest of the day. Well, not on this day. It rained and it poured and it was raining and the streets was flooded... you get it...
But it was a good day, because I got called into a job shooting a book cover. THe original photographer that they had lined up canceled on them (tsk tsk tsk, shame shame shame - R. Pelzer) . And they thought ehough to call on good ole reliable ME :)
During the shoot, i had gotten a txt from my hommie, DJ, saying that he was actually DJ'ing at a bar downtown. I Decided to go and show a little support to the brotha (Cause he always has my back)
Well, D.D. ... THe bar ended up being RAWHIDE.
I know you are like, "Whats that?"
Rawhide is a Leather Bar. Like "Tom of Finland" not "Wilsons"> A mess.
Now I like a nice leather jacket like the next brotha, but I have to personally draw the line at harnesses and whips. You will not beat me.
I was expecting a dark, dirty, dungeon of a place. Full of manacled , mustachioed men wearing chaps and no underwear. Instead, i found a room full of gauntlet wearing, mustachioed men, with the biggest brightest smiles and possessed of the warmest hearts.
And it was the very first Mr. Rawhide Pagent. Funny how I always find myself at a party.
And there was a Dog!Well, The pageant went down like any other pageant. There were four contestants who represented various aspects of the Leather community. They had an interview portion, a fetish wear portion, and something else... i forget, cause BABYYYY... those have to be the friendliest bartenders of all time.
Four Massive Jameson and cokes later... and .. well....
Check it out.
After all was said and done, DJ and I braved the Monsoon and 8th Ave, to
drunkenly stumble down to the L train to head on home. We held each other up
by leaning our shoulders together. But we made it. :)
Next Time, I'll tell you about that time at the club when they found a dead rat.
Ya Cuzzin in NYC,
Monday, March 15, 2010
More to come very very soon. Thanks to my buddy, Jorge, in DC, hooking me up with thay rockin laptop.