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Wednesday, February 23, 2005

fabulous boys are fabulous! love them! love the fabulous!

i used to wonder
why i loved gay men, but then
i met some straight ones...



fabulous is an utterly nonsensical word. whatever.

hooray for jay mccarroll, the glorious champion of bravo's "project runway," a deep pleasure of mine that was at first guilty but is now so free of sin you'd think it was born in a chastity belt. i am sad that austin (scarlett, who is so dreamy and please visit his website right this very second. THIS SECOND!) got rejected by some bimbo from E! and then was forced to throw a collection together in a month to cover bravo's butt, but i'm sure he's fine now. well, i mean, i'm not sure he's fine, everyone has their own private dark place, but i am sure that he's pretty. oh, um, i mean stunningly talented. and pretty, i meant that too.

austin...? you're pretty. *blush*

i once drove to new york city on two hours' sleep to meet a boy i had spoken to once because the first time i saw him he was wearing an ascot. that's an important thing to know about me. the boys in the ascots, though, they don't make for happy relationships. and that's an important thing to know in general.

jay, you're pretty too! and you won! and i'm too tickled over it, and if you ever open a store i swear to god i will never shop anywhere else, as long as you don't open it in that tragic little hole of a hometown of yours. i dig your dad's tanks, though. those were pretty fly.

okay. i wish i could sew, i loathe my vagina, i'm starving and i don't know how to sleep.

have a good night, y'all.

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