I'm standing on the red carpet at 7:24 AM on a freakin' Sunday morning! (Hey, isn't this the day even Jesus rested?!) It's "Emmy practice"... Whatever that means. For the faux interview run-thru, I was asked to pretend to be Minnie Driver, Paula Adbul and Janice Dickinson. Is someone trying to tell me something? I thought I had my pill addiction under control, but I guess not...
Some of these "stars" look like black holes without there hair and make-up. It's a wonder what a little (or a lot) of face spackle and coif gel can do. And never underestimate the power of good lighting and a soft lens. Who knows... Maybe there's even a chance that I, myself, can one day transition from talent-adjacent into bonafide on-camera talent.
A girl can dream!
WeLCuM 2...

The (In)Complete Gay Man's Guide on How 2 Succeed in West Hollywood Without Really Trying!
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Sunday, September 16, 2007
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