I am not really feeling this. I'm not sure why? The pelt is quite nice. ...Insert cunt-y remarks referring to Manliest-man title, what's attractive to Britons and more general bitterness. Finish feeling fairly empty, but surprisingly turned-on for having already asserted I'm not really feeling it.
Also, Rod thoughtfully sent me Fleshbot's complete run-down (NSFW!) on Fadi Fawaz (George Michael's new...er...paramour, and my summer-before-last's obsession.) after I had filled his ear with stories of chasing Fadi around Madrid a few Orgullo's ago.
Short and sweet synopsis in case you haven't read about it weeks ago already: There's a video. Fadi has done porn. Screen-caps are helpfully provided below.
Apparently, poor Fadi is not the most well-liked of chaps in London...or at least he wasn't back then, back there in Madrid according to nearly every British man we encountered and interviewed while stalking on our quest to learn more about the elusive Fadi. I've a feeling this whole thing with George isn't helping his case a whole lot. Then again, I didn't really get the impression he was hard up for friends?
What I do know is that he was not interested in anything I had to offer. There's no way he could have misunderstood my intense glower at him EVERY. TIME. WE. CROSSED. PATHS. He quite clearly wasn't having it.
Thus, I did the only reasonable thing I could do: I set my sister Tai Chi on the hunt for any and all internet dregs relating to Mr. Fawaz and she - being even more proficient than I am at uncovering nudes of pretty much anyone (male) - quickly forwarded the scene in question above my way, upon the receipt of which I fairly quickly lost all interest in Mr. Fawaz.
Video via The Advocate.
I mean, it's a nice dick, and he looks good mostly. Surely the curiosity to see this kid that was huge when the Internet was young and verdant will be something that you want to see, right? Well, you can (after the jump (nsfw of course)) and you can see even more of him here. I mean, Chris Crocker wants you to see him naked, so in exchange for what we put him through years ago, we should honor his wish, right?
We're pulling quite a bit of source material from Eater today.
Last week, they posted "The 15 New York Restaurants with the Hottest Servers", and - despite the condescension of the majority of commenters on the post - we deem this information valuable stuff to know (there also seems to be an ugly homophobic campaign happening in the comments with anonymous commenters posting about a Rob/bie(SEYO) and implying he is gay and gets all the hot male waiter trade. Someone buys it, even, and says something about "all the gross homos commenting". Nice.).
Also in the comments, readers write in with some intriguing tips concerning hot bartenders and meat slicers that I'm actually kind of excited to check out.
But per the list, do we agree? Is this list accurate for gays as well as straights? While the Venn diagrams of some gay men's taste and some straight women's certainly overlap, there's often an equally wide possibility for divergence. Thus, is there a separate list for most attractive male servers vs. female (I.e. - "a gay man's list"?)? Lesbians, what about you? Do you have a favorite restaurant staff or staffs?
Give us your thoughts/lists/tips in the comments.
Funny how these things work sometimes. My post about "Ravishing" Rick Rude last week was solely catalyzed by FYF Friend Tony D'Agostino's posting a Rude video on Facebook, yet in the days since I posted it, I've run across posts on both The Awl and Nightcharm (NSFW) relating either directly to Rick Rude (like the above video posted on Nightcharm last Monday) or to the intersection of homosexuality and pro wrestling as embodied by Chris Kanyon, the also-deceased-at-40 pro wrestler who was (or wasn't?) the first openly gay pro wrestler.
Weird. But, whatever.
Back to Rude...really? You're targeting what audience?? (Seriously though...that ass?!?!)
"Ravishing" Rick Rude stands (even deceased) as the penultimate wrestler fantasy for many a gay. The "tribute" video above and the pictures collected here go far towards explaining why, should you not be acquainted.
Also, "Professional Wrestling" has a long, tense and conflicted history with homosexuality. See? And here? (That account's particularly thorough.) Also, Brüno. Remember the cage match/lover's reunion?
But then WWE partnered with GLAAD to stop John Cena from insinuating (or flat-out saying) everyone else in Pro Wrestling was gay when what he really meant was weak and feminine (shouldn't women be a little pissed about this stuff, too?) and everything's fine now (just put it on mute.).
Meanwhile, Hulk Hogan is 6'7"??! Not sure why that's so surprising, but it is!
Anyway. Back to Rick...
Hat tip: Tony D'Agostino
Image above via
We've come a long way from "wink-wink, nudge-nudge" allusions to "confirmed bachelor"s, roommates, companions and other euphemisms for homosexual couples. The New York Times, in particular, seems to make every effort to reflect modern relationships in its ongoing series on NYC apartment/home searches (as well as - to the best of my knowledge - wherever else in the paper couples or families are referenced.).
At the same time, however, a recent article covering a male same-sex couple from Arizona's search for a place in the City managed to siip in the fact that one partner in the relationship did both the laundry and cleaning.
Now, maybe that's because he enjoys cleaing and washing clothes, or is particular and won't let his partner do it, but - then again - maybe he's a bottom and his African boyfriend is really hung/a "real" man.
Bottom line? (NO pun!) Preconceptions = Fun/Ridiculous.
(In fairness, the article also mentions that Mr. Caesar - the African half of the couple - cooks at least every Sunday, so...maybe there's nothing gendered/stereotypical about this at all.)
How's this for topical?
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What were the criteria for choosing the winner, I wonder? I don't begrudge the judges the task of differentiating between THIRTY-TWO identical contestants choosing just one!
One item on my spring cleaning list this year? Throw out old ideas of trying to look exactly like bodies held up to me as ideals and strive to develop my own ideal body.
"This is so, so, so slow. Needlessly. The donuts are already made. What Doughnut Plant has innovated is a doofus that operates at one-third the efficiency of an ordinary donut shop worker. There are three such doofuses, and in tandem their inabilities multiply: the guy who labels the donuts does so incorrectly, mucking-up the donut-packer’s slow, methodless packing, which itself is delayed by the register girl’s jittery approach to the ten-key. And that is how is takes thirty minutes to fill seven donut orders."
I'd link to Doughnut Plant but I'm not sure I want them to find this. It's newly opened in the Chelsea Hotel. People photograph donuts there. There's also one on the Lower East Side. There is buzz.
There is a new song by the people that make songs for Britney Spears for which a video has been produced. In a CGI freeze-frame moment the above smiling zombie-bride Britney was captured. This image is, currently - if briefly - everything right now.
Here is a collection of (obviously NSFW) naked and semi-naked people with musical instruments.
Warning, it's a bit circuitous.
First, for the record let me specify that, like pretty much all else I like, I tend to like my song lyrics/topics to be earnest, witty, or at least somewhat thoughtful. Trite evocations of love lost, won and lost again strike my ear (and mind) as boring cliches.
Just the other day, however, while reading a NYMag post about Vampire Weekend covering Cheryl Cole's "Fight for This Love" (quite horrible, I might add.), I realized that the song I knew and didn't mind (that's kind of the extent of it, though there have been times I've gone so far as to "like"?) was NOT the song most people knew; that had gone to the top of the charts in the UK (Don't know, don't care where it went here in the States.) and propelled (apparently), it's singer, Ms. Cheryl Cole (née Tweedy, of Girls Aloud fame.) to solo career success.
No, the song I sometimes - ok, most of the time - liked was the demo version of her song; a version performed by lyricist Andre Merritt and sent to Ms. Cole to consider for inclusion on her first solo album (which it later was).
His song is not bad...catchy; ebullient, despite it's subject matter...good, solid R&B-styled Pop. Hers on the other hand...? Listen to each version at the end of this post and pay attention to their delivery and see if you don't agree with me that she's doing all she can just to keep up?!
Anyway...imagine my surprise when I realized there was this whole other version of the song I semi-liked -- the "official" version that I had never heard and that was performed by Mrs. (...at the time. They've since divorced.) Ashley Cole. It really took me a minute to put it all together: where I'd heard of her, where I might have heard the song and why I had a favorable impression of it, despite the horrid execution on her part.
Having teased it all out, I recalled how I'd first heard of Ms. Cole, back when her husband, Ashley, was reported to have been in a gay orgy sex tape, but then won a libel case against the tabs who printed the story (note the preface to the article in the link above.) and were purported to have seen the tape. That and the fact he's kind of sexy (never actually seen him in motion, or talking, so..."sexy".) and a pro-football (i.e. - soccer) player had caught my attention a few years back.
So...this whole post about a rather tepid reaction to a not absolutely terrible song done badly by everyone but its lyricist is really just a vehicle for me to discuss/report a rumor about Ashley Cole's dick/sexuality.
If anyone has any stories/photos/anecdotes, hit me (with them)!!
Here, now - for your further edification -- a version by version comparison:
Andre Merritt (the "demo"):
Oh and Ms. Cole's video's quite awful, too. (Not embedded cuz those music exec peeps don't 'llow it for some reason. Guess they think it's stealin' somehow and YOU KNOW how they are 'bout their money!)
I like New York Mag, honestly. It's got good, entertaining articles most of the time and I like it's semi- (or fully?) snide tone and way of chiding ignoramuses of all stripes (primarily Republican/conservative, truth be told.), not to mention its helpful listings and reviews of places and things to do around town.
Still, especially in all the hubbub about gays burbling up from nearly every news source, NYM managed to post contradictory items alternately chiding other media for exploiting gay stereotypes and perpetuating the abusive attitudes that lead to bullying and gay-bashing and exploiting those same stereotypes themselves.
In the first post at 12:15 the 12th of October, NYM writer Kyle Buchanan reported on the ongoing controversy surrounding Vince Vaughn's use of "gay" in the trailer for his new movie, The Dilemma, taking Vaughn, the movie's writer Alan Loeb, and it's director, Ron Howard, to task for including the "joke" in the trailer for the movie, as well as ostensibly keeping it in the movie, itself.
A scant 12 minutes later, Jessica Pressler of NYM's Daily Intel posted an article detailing a young man's choice to stay in Greenwich, CT and help his mom run a stuffed teddy bear business rather then follow the majority of his peers' path into finance in New York City. The article's angle - nay it's enter "news-worthiness" - hinged on the implication (communicated and underlined by countless allusions, including this one: "To be sure, getting involved with the "plush market," was a decision Matt, pictured at left in a pink shirt, wrestled with: "I thought, do I really want to be a guy working in the toy business?") that staying home and working with his mother in the stuffed animal industry was not manly; or at least not as manly as following in the footsteps of his peers and male ancestors by entering the world of finance in "the city". The title of the article made the implicit connection with sex - and, in conjunction with the rest of the implications in the article, with his sexual preference - clear, "Young Greenwich Man Shuns Wall Street to Become Plushie Advocate".
Honestly? I'm not terribly offended by either (while, at the same time, I don't condone either.), but - in the name of consistency - let's watch our messages, shall we New York Mag?
As reported here previously, Sarah Plain's (yes I know how it's spelled) latest demagoguery aims to use a Muslim group's application for a permit to build an Islamic community center and mosque near (about two blocks from? maybe four...) Ground Zero to improve her standing as potential presidential candidate and bolster her popularity with the burgeoning (and bumpkin?) Tea Party movement.
At the same time, Republican politicians (arguably many with Tea Party sympathies, either ideologically, or out of a pragmatic desire to keep their office.) in the House voted down a bill to pay for the health care of those who suffer ill-health and potentially life-threatening medical conditions as a result of their exposure to asbestos and other harmful substances in the air at and around Ground Zero after the attack on the World Trade Center.
"Cart before the horse", "Can't see the forest for the trees" and all that, but mostly - wow, don't your words ring hollow Sarah Plain and (of all entities??) the American Defamation League!?!?
From what I understand, their collective reasoning for decrying the Muslim center is they feel it would be insensitive to the families of 9/11 victims having a mosque so close to the site of an attack by Muslim terrorists. Specious as this reasoning is (the mosque and its adherents almost certainly didn't have anything to do with the attack, despite sharing - ostensibly in name only - a common faith.), insensitivity/a lack of compassion for the victims is certainly what the Republicans and their bastard children, the Tea Partiers, are showing by voting not to take care of those victims who are still alive?!
Does this make ANY sense to anyone reading this??
The comment in the screenshot above is on a Gawker article regarding the Islamic center's announcement that it will include a memorial in its building for the victims of 9/11 and nearly perfectly captures my sentiments on the matter...not to mention sets visions of hot Puerto Rican/Italian cops dancing through my head.
So it's old news that everyone (in the jump-a-trend-and-ride-it-to-death vein of business) and their mother is doing a take-off of 'Jersey Shore'. There's a Russian-American one (Brighton Beach) and - though I didn't know this - one set in a nursing home? Then, there's this one with an Asian-American cast.
Now, much of the appeal of the original was its mix of boobs - both male and female (though, you gotta admit, mostly male!) - booze and...well, boobs (idiots)! Koreatown sticks to the same formula with similarly tacky/trashy-and-proud-of-it Asian-Americans (though slightly skewed more towards the FLASHY end of the spectrum, as opposed to just trashy/tacky)...at least from the looks of the press photos.
Produced by Tyrese (?), the show hasn't been picked up by a network or cable channel yet, so they may be looking for all the press/attention they can get. Still, one thing about the story of the Koreatown show - an aspect that was clearly pitched to the Post and likely sold the piece - confuses me, given that the boys of Jersey Shore were (unsurprisingly) overtly heterosexual and fairly defensive when it came to any question regarding their sexuality. Sure, there was the whole thing with The Situation having been a former dancer with the strip troupe 'All American Male', but particular brand of "erotic entertainment" still invests energy in maintaining that it is primarily for bachelorette parties and lonely/horny women everywhere, as opposed to anything gay. In the Koreatown cast, however, we've got one Peter Le...also known as Peter Fever, a porn star of sorts whose website includes thousands of photos and videos of him in various "erotic" situations. One - in an image NSFW (after the jump) - shows him apparently getting hard while looking at photos of naked men. It's a video and I'm not a member of his website so I can't ascertain the exact situation (ha HA!) or whether it might be pictures of himself he's jacking to, but - regardless - he's gone much further than any self-respecting (is that oxymoronic?) cast member of 'Jersey Shore' would into the gray area of gay-for-pay porn and is seemingly unconcerned about possibly appearing bisexual or even homosexual.
(Any image after the jump is NOT safe for work)