Viva la gender-bender types!
I heart people who do the gender cusp thing! I mean
really heart them, like to the point of just admitting i have a
freaking fetish about it!
Yesterday after class I went to see a
gallery show about
boys who dress like girls -- the show consisted of a series of
tryptichs showing "before", "in process" and "after" shots and while I have to say some of the
before and
afters were pretty interesting onna counta the remarkable (or lack of remarkable)
change in demeanor, the
"process" shots were amazing...!! My goodness! How beautiful is it to see a black and white, 3/4 shot of a
bee-u-ti-ful boy curled over a tiny mirror, flourishing a
mascara wand! Who knew the image of an otherwise extremely "straight-looking" beer commercial kind of guy, leaning in a doorway and grinning as he pulls on a pair of spangly fishnet stockings could be so damn sexy! And don't even get me started on the various "full make-up but otherwise nude" pics (!!)
"Compelling" does not
even begin to cover it. i swear there's gotta be some sort of club for
gals like me who really just want to watch boys getting decked out in the sequins and heels. And let's not forget the
ladies! This particular show was
boy specific but I feel compelled to give the love to the
short-haired chickie slipping into the crisp, cotton button-down shirt as she readies herself for a night out.... mmmmmmmmmmm.....
Anyway. Good show.
In other news i have THE world's largest, grossest, most imflamed, infected looking, not too mention ITCHY
cold sore ever to appear on the planet we like to call earth right now on my
bottom lip.
Line forms to the right people, step right up, viewing starts at nine! Now then, much as I would LOVE to blame
DB and his insidious little germ-age for this breakout, I
cannot since he's been
officially shackled for the last little bit. I
was going to go for the "stress" card but that would imply that I've been
working which could not only be
easily disproven it might also send some of my
readers into severe giggle attacks and let's face it, they're not the
strongest bunch to begin with -- so that leaves us only with FATE. i have a
paper due on
Wed. and
Sunday is really the only time I'm going to have to concentrate on it so
my body (knowing that I was
actually considering spending the day
at the movies or in the backseat of someone's
car) has decided to step in and make it so I have to stay home and type. {sigh} So nice to know
someone is thinking about this stuff. I'd
hate to have my life left
completely up to me!