Tagged: my velvet goldmine

Gaga at the Buffalo

Photo by John Poor

I didn’t look much like Lady Gaga, but it was close enough for most drunk people to figure out who I was, and then holler encouraging nonsense at me from blocks away. They were only excited because they didn’t see this photo:

You don't want to know. But you can probably guess.

(You don't want to know. But you can probably guess.)

However, let’s not get ahead of ourselves. At the beginning of the evening, I looked like this:

Stage 1: Hobo

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Me vs. Me

Me vs. Me

I haven’t gone to bed yet, so I’m pretending my post still counts. It’s more like Pangender Day of Visibility over here, though. Or maybe Ungender. Or Ilikemakeupanddinosaursboth. Whatever!