a couple of lost gifs.

a couple of lost gifs.

I’m honored to be included in a show of Christopher Makos’ photos on view now at Ralph Pucci International – 44 West 18 St NY, NY 1001. The series is, “Stand Up Portraits” by Christopher Makos and I’m thinking this was taken about 1993. I remember feeling great about just being asked to pose and to be included. Christopher’s photography has always been pure class so I was inspired to try and portray some.

The outfit was a working sample from the Todd Oldham showroom, came with the beret and was returned quite heavily smudged with derma-color pretty much all over the entire inside. Oops. Is it too late to say, “I’m sorry?” Funny the things you remember… Todd and Tony and Angel had quite a few tricks for cleaning the samples though, I remember a paste of Cascade being one of their secret big guns. Was it Granny who discovered that one? Such are the details that remain among the faded spots that make up, “The Stains of Our Lives.” Wait, if my stains are my story then what about all the ones that came out!?
The shoes were the Blahniks I wore in a few of Todd’s shows – black duchess satin (who said duchess satin?) with gold straps and gold “actual woman height” heels. They were so perfectly balanced, it was hard to know you had them on. I once saw Carrie Donovan wearing the same exact style at 60,000 feet in the air while traveling at mach 2.0. True fact. Pointed with no pinch. Comfortable? You put those on and you say, “What shoe?” “Am I wearing a shoe right now?” “Seriously, look at my foot, am I wearing a shoe on my foot right now?” That’s a shoe. What a shoe.
I borrowed the wig from Sister Dimension.
“A wig and a hat, no questions asked.” – that’s a quote from Teri Toye. I never forgot it. Now you never will either.
Does anybody say “dropped” anymore? It sounds as old as Nicki Minaj. My grand niece used to love her. She loved all that old music. That’s waaaaay back. Shoose.
Aaaainyway, here’s my new Judy Gif. Collect ’em all! I do it for you. I make these for you, my readers. I really do. Apologies to Joey an Lorna Luft – I never knew your father but this is one of my favorite quotes from your Mom’s lost recordings that everybody found sad…(didn’t make me sad though.) I enjoy listening to them occasionally because it reminds me that if I have a glass of wine there is a good chance I may become drunk, even more bitter, very mean occasionally unintelligible and I will think that a really rotten idea for a show is GREAT idea. The lesson is very clear for me…
Never record yourself.
Nuf said. – And now, another Jaw dropping Judy Gif Drop!
Let her go fellas!

RIP Douglas DeMille. I’m still falling to pieces at the very thought of him.
Big ups to Bob Renk for sending us this mind hurting video.
1. This is not a lost French and Saunders sketch.
2. The Petticoat 5 was real.
As far as specialty computers go, the only one I can think of that might be anything would be, “The SeniorMac” by APPLEsauce, because for one thing, I can’t even read these tiny letters on this gigantic screen anymore. Honestly. Not a single word…and I’m still typing. Tippy Tippy tap tap tap.
type to talk. type to blog. type to post. No talking please. Typing only.
I miss pencils.
Congratulations to Michael and Kim and everybody in the Pansybeat Crew. Yo.

huge.


Please join author and mag mastermind. Michael Economy and the rest of the Pansybeat crew on May 4th from 6:00 to 8:00 PM at Printed Matter – 231 11th Ave, NY, NY 10001 – in the heart of OUCH (Outer Chelsea) as we celebrate the launch of this important publication. I’m predicting paper cups.
TELL EVERYBODY. TELL EVERYBODY NOW.
YOU CAN BUY ONE ONLINE RIGHT NOW!!!
CLICK RIGHT HERE. GO AHEAD AND CLICK NOW.
Brrrrrrdt. Brrrrrdt.
Good afternoon, Pansybeat Special Operator…
Yes maam, I have that link right here for you…
https://www.printedmatter.org/programs/events/683
Yes, that’s right maam/sir, fresh copies of the Pansybeat book will be available to the general public for under forty dollars. Yes that’s right sir/madame I did say, under forty dollars.
I’ll tell you what miss/mister, you can barely get home from a Tyler Perry movie for under forty dollars. Not these days…and if you feel like Raisinettes – well – your in over fifty by the time you get home. Raisinettes are high. That’s true.
Between you and me I find this book more entertaining than most feature films as of late. I really do.
OK then sir/madame, I wish you a wonderful evening and I look forward to hearing about the event.
mmm. buh-bye.
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