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The evening of February 4th, 2010

was a hare-y sitch for photographer Dirk Mai, as captured by Polite In Public.

har, a hardy-har har—Umm, YEAH.  (How ’bout I spare you guys the slab of  Velveeta?  Sound like a plan?)

That’s what I thought…

Chubby Bunny (L) and Yume Ninja (R) of Bubble Punch brought cosplay Correctness for us to look upon,

Whereas Lenora Claire —another ‘repeat offender’ on this humble Dot Com—fully LET US HAVE IT with a mind-melding, retinal-shattering, hot hot hottt hairstyle!

Oh! But what have we here? An adorable  Kat Lee , per chance?

As a matter of fact, yes: yes it is, indeed… and in the haus with her band mate and business partner, the multi-talented Kaila Yu (L)!

Our exploration of Correct Culture continues

with burlesque beauty Courtney Cruz sandwiched between an Alice duo… ♥

(while pssst! Here’s a little “JSYK,” if by chance you’re in the No instead of know):

The estimable Miss Cruz presents “tassle-twirling with a spin” at her once-a-month installment of The Devil’s Playground at Bordello bar. Described by journalist Erin Broadley as “Beyond traditional fan dancing and martini bathing,” the Devil’s Playground “integrates pop culture and niche fan favorites with the classic art of the striptease, modernizing burlesque with cleverly themed, character-driven performances like Video Game Girls, Comic Book Vixens and…Tails From the Crypt.” Known most recently for creating a disturbance in The Force for her Star Wars-themed bump-and-grind, it’s no wonder the L.A. Weekly deemed this Busty Storm Trooper’s resident troupe as Best Burlesque Club of 2009.

Here, Cruz exercised control with chanteuse Jessicka Addams and Mia Vixen, one of The Devil’s Playground performers.

Wait a minute.  I mentioned this was an art opening; didn’t I?

Oh-Kay.

Unfortunately, the gallery ran out of catalogs—so I can’t even credit the Kunstler responsible for the creation pictured above.  That being said, please allow me to segueway back to other deep and meaningful content, such as

the photo booth fun I had myself…ditto, Ela Darling and The Dirkulous Maximus.

Caught here on the other side of the camera is “Nightranger’s intrepid reporter Lina Lecaro,

whose years of  fearless ventures—from immersing herself deep in the trenches of trannies werkin’ the merkin to ravers wielding glow-sticks as if they were num chucks—have garnered her quite The Reputation.

Incidentally, Lecaro “dipped into the population” this eve not only for the sake of a newspaper word count, but also to celebrate the completion of her first full-length manuscript. (No, people: I didn’t say script. Leave those to your dental hygenist, who’ll likely have “something for you to look over” before the luxury of another kind of script gets written.  Oy.)

By manuscript, I mean book—of which her debut is titled
Los Angeles’s Best Dive Bars: Drinking and Diving in the City of Angels.  Its release date is May 1st, 2010

but why not go ahead and pre-order the betch?  Assuming you remembered to close out your tab at the bar last night, that is!   Such a hassle, retrieving one’s 16-digits on plastic The Day After.  Isn’t it?  [AHEM!]  I mean: So I’ve Heard.

“Besides: it’s not like I had a hang-over or anything!  It was more like…a lean-over.”   Yeah.  That was it—

:: oh my! ::

Back To Alice/On The Flip,

through the proverbial looking glass:

Alice & Absinthe. And Absenta. In absentia… Obviously, like Mr. Carroll, I’m a big fan of word play. ~Such breaking news this is; innit?

No, really: the photographers positioned me like this.  I was doing any but anything other than advertising the New & Improved “Hater” Prize Ribbon!

BAM!  Flawlashness revisited, with Miss Lenora Claire—

whereas totes the LOLercaust is pictured above.  Check me out, all tryin’ it —Rude with a ‘Tude, in a Buffalo Stance. As if! Basking in bad-assery, I am not…

However, this intimidating shopkeep?  Dare you cross such a retail terror? In the only image I captured by camera, it appears as if Mr. Jared Gold dared party-goers to dislike the wares of his pop-up store.

Conversely, this photo pilered from Lina Lecaro’s coverage of the Royal-T party is a more accurate representation.

And an accurate representation is what we’re going for here, yesiree! In the words of The Duchess herself: “Be what you would seem to be”—or if you’d like it put more simply—

“Never imagine yourself not to be otherwise than what it might appear to others that what you were or might have been was not otherwise than what you would have appeared to them to be otherwise.”

Until next time—

:: Say What You Mean ::

x o x

C

(Oh, and about that ‘new release’? I’m getting a bit impatient myself, thankyouverymuch…)

Here are some of the fine folks who came out
to celebrate that I’m now a year closer to the ol’ dirt nap…

Realizing that I’m—ahem—under a bit of stress as of late,
Jessicka took it upon herself to organize a dinner
at one of my favorite local eateries, Casita Del Campo:

Swish Hips Earn Tips:
Rawk Chicks Lisa Leveredge and Jessicka

None other than Miss Lenora Claire was there

Totes lettin’ us have it with the twins!

(Which I’m not mad about…ain’t mad about at all…)

Wordsmith Brendan Mullen of Lexicon Devil, We Got The Neutron Bomb,

and Live at the Masque: Nightmare in Punk Alley fame

Kim Sosore and William Mills—i.e.,

Just about the cutest damn couple in town

whereas

only half of this duo is “lookin’ good”…

and that half by no means is myself!

(Beneath my grip is the beautiful journalist

known as Caroline Ryder)

Of course,

I feel it imperative to announce:

NOT A SINGLE MARGARITA WAS SLURPED AT THIS DINNER…

Jessicka Addams. Lisa Leveredge.

Proof/Pudding?

;D

Mmm Hrmm…

Yeah, right.

Damn shame I can’t blame my own bad behavior

on anything other than…

Luis Payne of Hairroin Salon!

(Now, there’s an exclamation point

that wants to be an interrobang “when it grows up,”

if I’ve ever seen one.)

And speaking of the ol’ “!?”—

I should move on to THE PARTY, fer F’s sake!

However, before I clack a single syllable into the keyboard,

I want to give a

Huge-Ass Honkin’

Load of THANKS

to my pals

Adrian and The Mysterious D

of

Club Bootie

For hosting a birthday shin-dig for me

and my “Thousand Closest Imaginary Friends”

with the legendary Paul V

at

Bootie L.A.

(one of several monthly parties thrown around the world–

I’m so proud to see two pals from S.F. go ‘Global!’)

♥ HIT IT, DEIRDRE! ♥

Also, I must admit I wasn’t exactly bummed to have Rony Alwin of

Rony’s Photobooth

there to chronicle some* of the evening’s guests…

Here are a few ‘choice’ shots (filched from aforementioned site, please.&.thanks):

Actress Kat Turner of Inland Empire infamy

Wishes “All The B(r)east!”

Shutterbug/Model Sasha Sheldon

WERKS

IT

*OUT!*

Ever the stunner, here’s

Style Icon and Bijoux Black-Belt Tarina Tarantino Looking GORGEOUS

with Her Husband, Filmmaker Alfonso Campos

And speaking of filmmakers…

Here I am, flanked by Writer/Director Matthew Mishory and

Executive Producer Andreas Andrea

From the forthcoming short film “Delphinium,”

based on the childhood of transgressive British filmmaker Derek Jarman

Josh Burrows and Producer/President of Stray Angel Films, Suren Seron

And meisters of that ‘other’ lens…

Photographer Amanda “Maendi” Brooks,

accompanied by Susan Fink

“Face-Beater” Extraordinaire Shandra Jade (L) with

Photographer Debbi Rotkowitz,

Inno, a.k.a. the photographer known

as Lotus Josephine

Photographers/Writers/Progenitors of the BlueBlood.net Empire,

Amelia G and Forrest Black

(who kindly provided coverage of the event

HERE, on their website)

Joe from DrunkRockers.com and Tiffany James of Darkwear…

Also: a nod and whole-hearted ‘duly-noted’ to

All the ADORABLE goin’ on in the house…

(Straight-up, brink of overdose!)

“Minnie Mouse” and “Robin,”

who took advantage of the party’s theme,

The Mysterious Danny Batallia—

Whomever is that with him? (Should someone dial TMZ?)

Gasp!

Megalion Oblong/Pippi Longstocking,

My Pen-Wielding Friend Kevin,

One of my dearest pals,

That Dang Matthew Sandusky…

as well as ditto re: the camaraderie

with art director Pedro Zalba

(looking dapper in his vintage Westwood, I might add!)

Super-cute stylist Sonja Teri and
the Remarkably Photogenic Double T

How great does Tarina’s hair go with those ribbons in the background?

Riiight?

Thank you, Jared Gold!
Of course, there were also

More of ‘The Music-Makers’:

Tina Root: vocalist/founder of Switchblade Symphony,

Tré Lux and her latest venture, Small Halo

love…love…love

musician/actress Yvette Lera with radio co-host Manuel Zavala

“Rocktographer” (no, she’d never call herself that!) and club promoter Piper Ferguson–

whom may or may not have played hooky from Bang! that evening (yeah, cue the wink)–

with Luke Johnson, a.k.a. Luke van der Luke

of Beat Union

Romak from Romak & The Space Pirates, with

Jeff Neurophobic in tow…

and

Since model/actor Tony Ward “couldn’t be bothered” by

a piddly photo booth (yes, you know I have to harass you, Mr. Ward),

Here’s another shot of Kat Turner

lookin’

Seventeen shades of hot, hot hot!

~ Whew! ~

Serious case of carpal tunnel after this BEAST OF A BLOG…

Once again: thank you; thank you;

thank you, everyone!

[ Airdate: March 5, 2009 on ProSieben ]

Pictured with me: Jessicka (of Scarling and Jack Off Jill fame) and Mr. Gold, who brought his infamous madagascar hissing cockroach brooches as accessories for one of the model ‘challenges’ of the episode. Mr. Gold received ten minutes of air time on this phenomenal spin-off of the American franchise, which features gorgeous girls, incredibly hospitable hosts, and–as a form of my own demented entertainment–the opportunity for me to be extra “ornery” on-air!

Thanks for the coverage, Amy Spencer…and Vielen Dank to Heidi Klum and her cohorts for having us as guests on Cycle 4!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YUm0tEGwE58

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Tomorrow (Friday, March 6th, ‘09) available on-line for

the rest of us

to download/view…

The clip I’ve embedded here contains English subtitles.

If my annotations are incorrect, please cut me a bit of slack–

Español’s the “second language” here in SmogCity,

though German?

It’s been a lonnnng-ass time!

(Not unlike the span since my last update via blogature,

full admission:

There’s gossip and praise and nonsensical piddle re:

several events I’ve been eager to gab about for

quite some time,

but keep getting distracted by this obnoxious thing called ‘life.’

Just who do I think I am, trying to have one of those… riiiight?)

Whelp, we’ll see how much of it remains after this episode of “Germany’s Next Top Model” airs!

Pics from Pauley’s wedding coming soon (and yes: they’re long overdue),

ditto shots of Jared, the gorgeous girls on “GTNM,”

book reviews, and other

yakkety blah-blah I can’t expound upon this hot minute

so

I leave you with

a little tidbit for ’show & tell,’

and

fare the well…

(Bah!  Rhyme unintentional.  PROMISE!)

x o x o x

As a little kid, I remember summer vacations seeming like extended slices of forever…and visits from Santa? Pretty much a lifetime away.

These days, weeks pass in what seems like the time it takes to get my hair done…(then again, I do go for some pretty elaborate shit…)

And you know what else?

My fingernails are still rimmed in a filthy black from the spur-of-the-moment RIT dye job I did on my black Ksubis to make them match my plain black jacket. I’ve been known to have a bit of a conniption fit when my blacks don’t match…and regarding the term “conniption”? I grew up in Arkansas. It’s part of my twisted charm. Just like the obnoxious music some denizen among my cluster of quaint little cottages is playing at the moment, I have three words to offer:

Deal with it.

So anyway, I know a multitude of posts and various commentary have been floating around this dang fanangled internet for quite some time now regarding the Hello Drama! fashion show. Both the harlequin-hopped-up-on-helium make-up (by Michele Monaco) and the outfits themselves were out of my usual “comfort zone.’ But you know what?

I already know what I already know. Ya feel me?

Here’s a backstage shot of me from that night with L.A.’s latest addition, Kaiden Blake:

As an obnoxious Aries (who? Impulsive? Impatient? ME?), it’s no wonder I’m pals with so many relatives among the fire signs—namely, Leos…as it’s their time of astrological reign.

Some nights include hitting up multiple events (which is a luxury problem: Full Disclosure.

Last Friday? Three of us, two birthdays, one night.

Our first stop was a sideshow (s)extravaganza (O.K.: for once, the “(s)” is fully for the lulz. Got it?) being thrown for actress/model Mageina Tovah. Look how damn tan and HEALTHY she looks next to my pasty ol’ spf 30 sunblock self!

And though I feel I look like death’s rectum in this shot, I can’t help but share it because it’s such a flattering photo of Jared:

Besides for appearing in a buttload of movies and T.V. shows, Mageina’s modeled for several Jared Gold fashion shows, as has the star of our next stop:

Lil’ Miss Audrey Kitching of the cotton candy-hued hair, whose shin-dig was a surprise put together by Alyx Suttle and Jessicka, two of her West Coast friends.

with Alyx, who threw the party at her store The Elegant Mess

Jessicka, however, I’d say was anything but a mess. As a matter of fact, this skinny betch pulled of what’s undoubtedly my

Look of the Moment:

Brightly-hued stings of licorice tied together and worn as necklaces? FULLY support it.

Knotted together and worn as an American Apparel-esque headband, however?

DON’T. EVEN. CONSIDER. IT.

Think happy thoughts instead:

Jared, Presenting One Of His Infamous Cakes

need. piece. now.

Justin Coloma and Linda Strawberry Join In The KITCH SANDWICH

With Roxy and B.J., Who Gets The Idea…EDIBLE ACCESSORIES?
That’d be a Hell Yeah!

After We Gnawed On Her Necklaces (Keep It Clean, Kids!)

We Had A Bit Of Fun In The Dressing Room…

Though As With Anything, My Face “Gave It Away…”

When I begin turning, it’s best for everyone that I make “Bye Bye”…and SOON. Kaiden, Jared and I began to make tracks back to his vehicular

But I had one special gift left to give…

The Question Remains:

Fact or fiction?

Kiss Kiss!
Clint

Showing off my cameo in Tarina’s new catalog “Tokyo Hardcore” to rock goddesses Samantha Maloney and Jessicka (now a.k.a. Jessicka Addamsa). Before any of you make assumptions about anyone I ‘covered up’ with my hand to point out my image, DON’T. One’s eye naturally goes to the center of a photo…particularly when it’s a vicious shade of pink. There is no hate promoted here; the only person I’m poking fun at is me. Period. And, while I’m at the disclaimers: I love the “Double T” and am honored to be in such an über-glam catalog. There seem to be a lot of negative ass-umptions on this site, and I’d rather squelch that shite RIIIIIGHT NOW.
- clintcatalyst