I went to this and my mom was PISSED that I was in Michigan (from Chicago, where I was attending college) and didn't tell her/come home to Flushing.
I'm in here! I'm in the Madonna's Cat tee, which I've seen selling for $100s on eBay. Mine, of course, rotted at the pits 25 years ago.
(Image by Matthew Rettenmund)
ABOVE: Puppy love.
BELOW: Zambia slams pro-gay ambassador, Touch Our Junk getting gentrified, New Year's Cockin' Eve and more ...
ABOVE: Arms and the man.
Happy 14th anniversary this week to BoyCulture.com, the little blog that could, did, and probably shouldn't anymore — but is.
Thanks for coming back to read what I post, thanks to those of you who share my posts, and please stay tuned — I'll have a book announcement soon, and in the near future hope to have news on Boy Culture: The Series and other fun stuff.
THANK YOU.
ABOVE: I'd love to get into his pink.
Their friendship act is no act! (All images by Matthew Rettenmund, unless noted)
Had so much fun at C'mon Everybody (325 Franklin Ave., Brooklyn) tonight at the Niki & Donna show.
(Image via Conleth Kane)
Conleth Kane is speaking out about retreating into a self-crafted Spice World in order to fend off homophobic bullying when he was a kid.
I never had outrageous bullying (Dennis Donnay was a jerk to me more than once in gym class, and once in typing class) to deal with, but I think I used Madonna, as a teen, to express that I was different, unafraid of social expectations and disagreed with conservatism.
My high school-era room. I still have most of it, though not the Cybill Shepherd Us.
Vintage usher's jacket; celluloid tie; 10 cents a dance (Images via Matthew Rettenmund)
But, yeah, the pics are pretty similar! (I was in college by this point, and having kitschy walls at the University of Chicago was another sort of statement.)
