Worship Me Bitches

Ugly Betty: Episode 2.15, Burning Questions (Preview #1) (Source)

I still love this kid. Christian Siriano (the hot tranny mess from Season 4 of Project Runway) makes an appearance on this week's Ugly Betty. He's totally milking it for all its worth, and I totally approve. He's fantastic!

"Hello ferosha ..."

Feirce Has Expired

Christian Siriano on The Late Late Show with Craig Ferguson

I love this kid - Christian Siriano, winner of Season 4 on Project Runway. He was on The Late Late Show with Craig Ferguson the other night. This is a great interview! Christian hasn't "expired" ... yet.

Check it:
Project Runway

His Fierce Sprampness Part 2

I caught this last night on SNL. I love it!

His Fierce Sprampness

Heidi and Christian (Source)

I love this kid! And I'm glad he won Season 4 of Project Runway.

A Full Moon and the Howling Gays

Afternoon Edition

Mark, Me, and Austin Scarlett (from Project Runway) at the Cuff

Well kids they don't call it a full moon for nothing. Last night was tremendously random and at times I felt like I was having an out-of-body experience. At this time yesterday, I was really content being at home, chilling out on my balcony, with a Pike IPA in hand, and forgetting about the insane amount of work I have to do. For a blip of time, that's exactly what I did. I even felt inspired to BBQ since the weather was so darn ideal for it (how butch am I?). As I was attempting to chat online, as I'm wont to do these days, especially since it's such a non-confrontational way of meeting people and it's the only thing Gay.com is good for these days, a guy from LA chatted me up. His flight from LA was going to be late, he said, but he wanted my number so that we could do "something" later. All of this was typed out within a space of 5 minutes. And yup, I gave him my number, intrigued by the brevity of our conversation and intrigued even more by the story the meeting could inspire - he seemed nice enough, I thought (not really thinking obviously). La-di-da, four hours later, he called to my amazement seeing if I wanted to do something. And guess what, we wound up going out, first to Purrr and then to the Cuff. My new friend is Mark, a really nice guy and an editor for TV shows and feature films in LA (very random, but it only gets more random) - one of the shows he has worked on was Deadwood, one of the most brilliant shows I've gotten obsessed about in awhile. Yah, so there was bonding over that. Purr was loud. It's a gay bar up on Capitol Hill that attempts to be urban and hip and antithetical to what Seattle is all about; it is also the first gay bar that I'd visited when I first moved here. Drinks are expensive ($8 for the Rasberry Stoli and tonic that I had). The music is loud, but some of the stuff last night was actually really good. And there were a lot of pretty gays out and about, with a few bears and lesbians. I couldn't hear a word that Mark was saying so we decided to venture to the Cuff. Being someone who doesn't really go out - or at least out on Capitol Hill - I'm still very much a newbie in these venues. I never really got into the Cuff, though I appreciate what is it and why others like the place. It's a classic gay dive with all sorts of gay people. As Mark and I ventured into the Cuff, I noticed a slightly lanky, tall-ish guy, with a mop of blond hair and synthetically light skin pass us, and I quickly realized that the guy was Austin Scarlett, of Project Runway Season 1 fame. Talk about random! Needless to say, we made our way to where he was sitting at the bar - he surprisingly wasn't being mobbed by people, but sat somewhat out like a sore thumb drinking a Stellas. Mark chatted him up about TV business, while I stood there noticing how caked his face was with foundation and powder. From the Project Runway "where are they now" special, I knew he was working for a wedding dress company, which was why he was in Seattle. Austin was very nice, very spacey, very distracted by the older daddy types at the bar. He looked at me and compared my look to the kids on the National Spelling Bee competition--"but your more fantastic looking," he said in his ethereal voice. Um gee, thanks! He's totally an Yves Saint Laurent doppleganger, with a Warhol-esque attitude, but the boy needs to eat. He's far waifier than I pictured him. At any rate, before he could pounce on the daddy sitting next to him, I gave Mark my camera to snap a photo of all three of us. I'm hiding behind Austin's poofy hair. Austin Scarlett at the Cuff is a weird oxymoron, but hey, to each his own. I hope he found the daddy that he was looking for. After the Cuff, Mark and I went back to the swank Pan Pacific Hotel right next to Whole Foods, a hotel I hardly knew existed. And no, we didn't do what people do in hotels. We wound up talking until the wee-hours of the early morning about life and about things new friends talk about. He's a sweety, I hope we remain friends.

I just got back from having lunch with an old friend of mine, Mario, who I hadn't seen since I was like 12 or 13, so 18 years or so. He's still the funny and quick-witted guy that had taught me the essentials to good taste that every 12-year old needs: Depeche Mode, the Cure, wearing all black, being Mod, the Pet Shop Boys, smoking, etc. We spent a good three hours catching up and reminiscing. Now that we're in the same general vicinity, I'm hoping we get to hang out more.

God, today is yet another fantastic sunny day! Too bad you're not here - your loss, for sure!

xo.

jcb
Seattle is Sunny, WA