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“Do not fear me, gypsy…all I want from you is your tears.”

A. List seven habits/quirks/facts about yourself.B. Tag seven people to do the same.C. Do not tag the person who tagged you or say that you tag “whoever wants to do it. 1. I absolutely love grocery shopping. I also love … Continue reading →

Words I absolutely live by: “I try to always come from a place of love. But sometimes you just got to break it down for a motherfucker.” — RuPaul

Just a quick note to officially announce that I am entirely over this haircut, ladies: Yes, yes, I know, it’s real modern and real kicky and all that…but for me, it’s gettin’ real tired. I understand that just like any … Continue reading →

I recently saw The Imaginarium of Doctor Parnassus and it was in the TOP FIVE WORST FILMS I HAVE EVER SEEN — and trust me, I have seem some bad movies. Aside from the production design — which, like all … Continue reading →

KEGGER AT LOST LAKE, BITCHES!

After the recent loss of Bea Arthur — which just about fucking leveled me, I gotta tell you — in reading this post, it has only now fully sunk in that we are losing extraordinary cultural treasures every day. Along … Continue reading →

I am currently at Trader Joe’s standing in line behind Michael Gross, the dad from Family Ties, who is a neighbor of mine. I love LA.

Yet another self-indulgent list of odd/interesting facts about myself while I fret and sweat with ruinous perfectionism regarding my this-close-to-being-finished book proposal: 1.) From a very early age, I have slept with books in my bed…literally stowed in my pillowcases, … Continue reading →

“You can uh…you can uh…you can uh…uh…uh — that’s how Burlesque was born. So I uh…and I uh…and I uh…uh…uh…but I do it with a horn! Once I was a schleppa, now I’m Miss Mazzeppa, with my revolution in dance. … Continue reading →