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KIMYE FINALLY GOT MARRIED.
Giovanni's Room shutters.
Winter Sleep, Julianne Moore, Jean-Luc Godard do bon @ Cannes.
A wall of wriggling penises. Don't know much about art, but know what I like.
Anti-gay priest took...it...out. Credit: Elaine Benes.
Right-wingers wanna impeach Virginia's AG over marriage equality.
Morgan Freeman...on helium!
Visit my (Work Unfriendly) sponsor, Mr. Man!
Sofia Vergara breaks up with her Republican boyf.
The New York Times really did not care for the new Adam Sandler flick.
Jeremy Hooper on fake debates engineered by anti-LGBT forces.
Logo distances itself from RuPaul, who in turn reads Logo.
Soap actor Matthew Cowles, husband of Christine Baranski, dies.
Debuted my 1st shoot as a photographer this weekend.
Michael Sam OWN series on hold.
Long Beach Pride beef.
Oh, and 5 Seconds of Summer = adorbs.
Pamela Anderson's harrowing rape ordeals. Plural.
Don't forget: His name was Mark Carson.
President Obama “mad as hell” over veterans' healthcare fiasco.
Lost Twin Peaks scenes.
Steve Grand says his album is delayed a bit.
Austrian drag queen Conchita Wurst wins Eurovision 2014. F*ck Russia.
Judge discovered on Manhunt decides to retire over it. Huh?
1st same-sex marriage in the South: We came, we Arkansas, we conquered.
Liaison—1st gay club in a Vegas casino—set to open in Bally's.
PUBIC-HARRY: One Direction superstar flashes major pube-age.
SCORCHED, FLAT EARTH: Sherri Shepherd's divorce gets nas-tay.
HOT WAX: That's Jon Hamm, dummy!
Dolly Parton's boobies and arms are inked, y'all.
Miley Cyrus sexes up G-A-Y.
David Cronenberg + Julianne Moore = must-see.
HAPPY MOTHER'S GAY: Starbucks has two mommies.
Brendan Fehr is in the closet.
Michael Jackson to sing beyond the grave.
Hottie Walter Delmar's butt portraits. (Work Unfriendly)
Model Brian Shimansky goes full-frontal. (Also Work Unfriendly)
Choke on your Chick-Fil-A, assholes.
Images courtesy of Daniel Lam/GMCLA
The Gay Men's Chorus of Los Angeles threw its 3rd Annual Voice Awards, presented by First Investors. The awards are for individuals and orgs who have used their voices to affect social change.
Some of the stars who turned up—as seen, in order, in the gallery above—included: Lance Bass & Pauley Perrette, Super Bowl champ Brendon Ayanbadejo, Olympic diving legend Greg Louganis, singing star Melissa Etheridge, Days of Our Lives star Guy Wilson, Felicity Huffman & William H. Macy and Bridegroom's Shane Bitney Crone.
Last night was The 25th Annual GLAAD Media Awards. Or at least, the latest 25th Annual; GLAAD likes to hold the same event with different stars for a different pool of potential donors in different cities. I just covered L.A. weeks ago. The Oscars might consider doing this—then everyone could win! Best Picture (L.A.): Crash! Best Picture (Every Other City): Brokeback Mountain!
Held at the Waldorf Astoria, the event had a pretty darn good list of celebrity attendees, perhaps in part fueled by the fact that medium-sized gay stars who would normally have to pay good money like any other schlub in order to share air with Kylie Minogue—who was performing, perhaps her new UK single “I Was Gonna Cancel”—would get to kibbitz with her on the carpet free-for-nothin'.
Trying something new, I got a mic and asked Peter Dee (pictured) to do the honors as my red-carpet face man. It was nice having his optimistic energy (“Maybe we'll get Kylie and maybe Lindsay Lohan will show up!”) to temper my...own energy (“We'll never get Kylie. We'll be lucky if they remember to give us a spot.”)
We arrived early and discovered that my two spots on the carpet were non-existent. Score one point for the power of negative thinking. GLAAD knew I was supposed to be there, so squeezed me between a Howard Stern reporter (I had nightmares of stuttering insult questions, but he was a doll, very off-brand) and some lesbians who were having a blast. One of them told Peter, “It's like everyone in New York is 25.” Yes, it is.
The carpet went fairly well; we were able to squeeze in interviews with most of the names we wanted (we missed Looking's Frankie J. Alvarez and Raul Castillo, had to skip Laura Prepon for Boy George, Natasha Lyonne bypassed everyone—boy, that GBF cast sure loves to promote their adorable movie!—didn't recognize country star Kacey Musgraves, another of the evening's performers, and never saw Emmy Rossum, Abigail Breslin, Chely Wright or Naomi Watts on the carpet), and a few interesting things happened, which is all you can ask for when you're not People, Us or, at this one event only, Logo and Instinct Magazine.
The toughest get was Boy George. He caused a huge commotion when he arrived in what reminded me of a pink and red hat tip to Madonna's recent Colonel Sanders look, as if the photographers were going to make a mint off of posed Boy George photos. I think that no matter what he does or what year it is, Boy George is a real-deal icon of the '80s, and an original character, so he (you should pardon the expression) engenders genuine excitement.
I was not excited when his handler had him skip over three or four outlets only (mine included)—he did extensive interviews with the big press to my right and then also did long chats with everyone further down the carpet, inexplicably. Got his PR's attention and gestured that I just wanted one question. She said, “You can do photos.” I shook my head no; one question. He was doing stand-up comedy with some of these other outlets. It was nuts. She agreed, then ignored it when George continued down the carpet, further away.
So we just went to the end of the carpet and grabbed our one question. I was happy that we were able to ask about his recent Kylie and Madonna faux-quotes scandal, because he told us we were the only ones to ask it (hello, Kylie is at the event!) and he gave us a great take on the situation, was playful, noted the name of my site in relation to his own name and did a high-five. The only thing that would've made it better would be if he'd initially been steered to stop and talk to us like we existed in the first place. George himself was great. Good moment:
“Rubbish. And in fact, I knew someone was gonna ask me this. I sued the TETU Magazine and they've actually taken responsibility for printing...and they're gonna pay me some money as well, so I might buy a new hat...I'm here to give Kylie an award, and I've traveled a long way to do it. I've actually had four hours' sleep. If I didn't love her, I wouldn't be here, would I?”
I was personally psyched to speak with Swoosie Kurtz, and to have Peter ask her about her 1981-1982 TV series with Tony Randall, Love, Sidney. After all, that show—the first with a gay (albeit subtly) gay character as a lead—made her kinda like the first “Grace.” (The first “Jack” was “Mr. Mooney”! The first “Karen Walker” was Eva Gabor on Green Acres! I like this game...)
Swoosie was pure class. When I admitted I, the cameraman, was the Love, Sidney fan, she said I must have been a very little boy (in truth, I'd been close to puberty).
Bea Arthur reacts to Tony's 15 (!) biggest snubs.
The Tony nominations were disappointing to me, in that some shows I supported and enjoyed so much were snubbed.
I think Cabaret is as amazing (if not more) as it was 15 years ago and Bullets Over Broadway was an old-fashioned hoot that compares favorably to many others that have been nominated over the years. I stupidly passed up discounted tickets for Gentleman's Guide in favor of the starrier Of Mice and Men (which I also thought was really good, if not amazing).
Hedwig and the Angry Inch is the best show in town, so it was nice to see it get nominated for just about everything; that's at least one reason to watch the Tonys.
Were you surprised by any of the high-profile omissions—Bullets, Rocky, If/Then, Denzel, Franco, Michelle Williams, Cabaret in general?