It's been a while since I've posted in this thing... probably because nobody reads it... womp womp
Could also be because it's actual work keeping up with such things, and I find myself working around the clock on other things...
Could be because I really don't think of anything I need to immediately share with the world. It actually is a bit sad reading peoples' statuses on twatter and facepage every time they eat a cute sandwich or take an aggressive ... idunno ... rhino to the supermarket. All I'm saying is nobody cares.
I also don't spell all too great. But that's a bit obvious
Anyway, without further ... anything ... my first post is about Cosmopolis ... the movie that really sucked...
Soooooo yeah it was terrible. I got bored and did other things. "Is he still in the limo? yeah? k!"
haha prostate exam... buttsex joke... another buttsex joke... and yet if the characters were just slightly compelling in the very least, I would have considered it funny. Let's face it, I'm a bit of a child.
The end. Hope you all enjoyed my review of Cosmopolis...
Sunday, December 30, 2012
Thursday, June 14, 2012
Cirque Du Soleil
Last night I saw Zarkana, the newest Cirque Du Soleil show, at Radio City Music Hall. It was opening night and the audience waited with great anticipation. Not knowing what to expect, i was blown away so I certainly wont give any spoilers. I will just say that the show reduced me to a giggling child and i loved every second of it. There was a moment or two where there was so much going on i couldn't take it ALL in, but just go with it.
And the costume, scenic, and lighting designs were INSANE!!!!! One instance was very much reminiscent of the Diva scene from the Fifth Element... but dare I say... more brilliant.
And the costume, scenic, and lighting designs were INSANE!!!!! One instance was very much reminiscent of the Diva scene from the Fifth Element... but dare I say... more brilliant.
Thursday, June 7, 2012
Sooooo... Masc?
"Masc UB2" .... Assuming "Masc" is short for masculine.... Because, hey, what else would it be, right?
First off, sweetheart. Self-proclaimations like that really only point to the true issue at hand. It's like laying out your personality on a large piece of paper, taking a highlighter, and marking all the masculine traits. Before long what you have is a silly roadmap of how hard you try to act like the socially-accepted norm of what a MAN is supposed to act like despite the love you have for choking down dick.
So yes, Grindr is not going to be the breeding grounds of the socially profound, nor the mecca of intellectual proliferation, but let me get one thing straight. The fact that you think you ACT straight... AND find merit in it is such a turn-off. What are you hiding from?
Now I'm not saying prance down the street in a dress, nor saunter in Gucci sandals or Loubitin flipflops and your klepto bag hanging unsupported from your T-rex crooked arm like those bitches of Sex In The City fame. Though, if that is you, great! do it up... be you... just stop hating on those who aren't!
We all get it. You prefer straight men. Good for you. If you can disappear in a crowd of heterosexual males talking about pussy and sports then by all means. But If I meet you, mister masculine, and the instant you see a puppy, or Ellen, or a Prada parade hosted by a cute pair of undies... and the purse drops out your mouth and explodes into a glitter cloud of boas... I will kick that "masc" right off your profile... It should be spelled MASK, bitch, because that word gives you a magic shell of "fake" wrapped in a flowery bow of "trying too hard" and dipped in "self -righteous" sauce... and under it all, it's just deeply engrained self-loathing anyway.... Mommy and daddy maybe didn't understand... but we do. So get over yourself.
"Masc UB2" .... Assuming "Masc" is short for masculine.... Because, hey, what else would it be, right?
First off, sweetheart. Self-proclaimations like that really only point to the true issue at hand. It's like laying out your personality on a large piece of paper, taking a highlighter, and marking all the masculine traits. Before long what you have is a silly roadmap of how hard you try to act like the socially-accepted norm of what a MAN is supposed to act like despite the love you have for choking down dick.
So yes, Grindr is not going to be the breeding grounds of the socially profound, nor the mecca of intellectual proliferation, but let me get one thing straight. The fact that you think you ACT straight... AND find merit in it is such a turn-off. What are you hiding from?
Now I'm not saying prance down the street in a dress, nor saunter in Gucci sandals or Loubitin flipflops and your klepto bag hanging unsupported from your T-rex crooked arm like those bitches of Sex In The City fame. Though, if that is you, great! do it up... be you... just stop hating on those who aren't!
We all get it. You prefer straight men. Good for you. If you can disappear in a crowd of heterosexual males talking about pussy and sports then by all means. But If I meet you, mister masculine, and the instant you see a puppy, or Ellen, or a Prada parade hosted by a cute pair of undies... and the purse drops out your mouth and explodes into a glitter cloud of boas... I will kick that "masc" right off your profile... It should be spelled MASK, bitch, because that word gives you a magic shell of "fake" wrapped in a flowery bow of "trying too hard" and dipped in "self -righteous" sauce... and under it all, it's just deeply engrained self-loathing anyway.... Mommy and daddy maybe didn't understand... but we do. So get over yourself.
Tuesday, June 5, 2012
Last night I got invited to Ghost the musical with an open-bar party beforehand where I met one of the producers and had the opportunity to get a backstage tour before the show with a few friends. Overall I must say the set, transitions, and special effects were beyond brilliant. Seeing first-hand, that stage is TINY, but you would never be able to tell after seeing what they're capable of achieving with it.
That said, the musical numbers were, for the most part, extraneous, and some of the songs KILLED the heavy emotion that was being built. We all know the story (and if you don't, you should) and the actors have tremendous voices (Da-Vine, my heart goes out to you and your larynx. I hope you get it back soon). Unfortunately, the lyrics sound like a drama major scribbled them in her notebook before class. One of the songs, Suspend My Disbelief (I think it's called) actually evoked an audible, visceral, guttural sound of disgust and disapproval (that really only those on the business end of gay tourettes would find familiar) from the audience. This was not because the actress sucked... she was great! But more the unbearable words she got paid to sing.
Despite ALL of this, the use of "magic" for the ghost effects is one of the most solid reasons to see it. The first time Sam passed through a set piece I forgot I was watching a live show.... in a good way. When someone dies, like in the movie, the audience sees both a body double and the ghost. Since this was done so seamlessly it created such a powerful image every time. Overall, I give it three thumbs up for tech, and three thumbs down for having a shitty book... negating my overall rating... So it's like I didn't really even see it to begin with... I am glad I saw it, and thankfully it was free... so now we can all go on living as if it never happened. I'll just say I blacked out for a couple hours and I didn't write this update. The end.
That said, the musical numbers were, for the most part, extraneous, and some of the songs KILLED the heavy emotion that was being built. We all know the story (and if you don't, you should) and the actors have tremendous voices (Da-Vine, my heart goes out to you and your larynx. I hope you get it back soon). Unfortunately, the lyrics sound like a drama major scribbled them in her notebook before class. One of the songs, Suspend My Disbelief (I think it's called) actually evoked an audible, visceral, guttural sound of disgust and disapproval (that really only those on the business end of gay tourettes would find familiar) from the audience. This was not because the actress sucked... she was great! But more the unbearable words she got paid to sing.
Despite ALL of this, the use of "magic" for the ghost effects is one of the most solid reasons to see it. The first time Sam passed through a set piece I forgot I was watching a live show.... in a good way. When someone dies, like in the movie, the audience sees both a body double and the ghost. Since this was done so seamlessly it created such a powerful image every time. Overall, I give it three thumbs up for tech, and three thumbs down for having a shitty book... negating my overall rating... So it's like I didn't really even see it to begin with... I am glad I saw it, and thankfully it was free... so now we can all go on living as if it never happened. I'll just say I blacked out for a couple hours and I didn't write this update. The end.
Friday, June 1, 2012
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Tuesday, April 24, 2012
Tuesday, April 3, 2012
After an unbelievably stressful day I go outside to enjoy a cigarette and some warm apple cider when two police offers, stationed to patrol the neighborhood like the studly heroes that they are, cross the street to approach me on my stoop. I take a sip and greet them with a smile. We get through small talk quickly as they question whether my apartment is the one on the first floor. I have a feeling I know why they ask so I laugh and confirm. They go on to say that when they patrol at night, my apartment is the highlight of the evening. They said when they peek in and see my mannequins it makes their night as it's so interesting to see what they're wearing next. They apologized for being nosey and creepy. I for one found it flattering. They left before I could get their names, but now I want to do window displays just for them. The neighborhood is so much better now with the nightly patrols. With gang week quickly approaching, their jobs are just going to get much more dangerous... I feel it's the least I could do.
And just like that, I don''t care so much anymore that my day was stressful...
Thursday, March 8, 2012
This image has caused quite a stir today on the book of faces!
Apparently the Family-Friendly Fairy found it inappropriate and flagged it for removal. With that, I am banned from the site for a few days and this image, which WILL be making another appearance, has become one of my new favorites if not for what it inspires.
You know you're an ass-man when...
Monday, February 27, 2012
Just added all new images to the website. A whole section of the gallery is dedicated to the stunning images taken of A Fetish For Fashion by Peter Lau, Miguel Dominguez, David Cabrera- Villafana, and Fil Vocasek.
I also added to the store section a TON of images taken earlier this week at the apartment of one of my favorite models. Seriously, if not to potentially buy, at least check them out just to marvel at the work of these wonderful men..... and their asses....
I'd be clutching my pearls if I weren't melting them on my chest.
I also added to the store section a TON of images taken earlier this week at the apartment of one of my favorite models. Seriously, if not to potentially buy, at least check them out just to marvel at the work of these wonderful men..... and their asses....
I'd be clutching my pearls if I weren't melting them on my chest.
Tuesday, January 24, 2012
Sunday, January 15, 2012
LOVE & LEATHER
Hello Everyone! This is the first post since I started and updated my new website. I'll try to stay up to date on Twitter too, but it's going to take some getting used to. Either way, this blog will serve as my space to update you all on things I found interesting and inspiring, ideas I come up with, events my friends and I are planning, and highlights of NICK STRYKER videos and shoots.
February 2011, look forward to...
LOVE AND LEATHER
LOVE AND LEATHER is a charity event to benefit Housing Works and hosted by Mr. Eagle 2011, CB Kirby.
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