"We are born naked and the rest is drag" -Ru Paul.
Sunday, May 31, 2009
and two steps back. This is from the night before my night at and after the Palms with my friends, Alyssa Paris included. The venue was Cobra, and I went alone, though I knew I would be among friends. I bring my camera but it never leaves my purse, since my friend Willie Escalade is there every week photographing everyone. He focuses on the show, and on the dancers and the porn stars, but I manage to make it into a few shots. That's Carmen in the first picture and Amaya in the second, with Scott sticking his head in.
I'm going a little out of order here. Chronologically, for sure, mentally, probably. But since the point of a blog is to have my header examined, not my head, I'll carry on.
after a fun night at the Palms, I went over and checked out my friend/little sis Alyssa Paris' new apartment, just off the Sunset strip. I drove some other friends home first, and did drive thru. Her milkshake may bring all the boys to the yard, but my Mini brought her the milkshake, from Wendy's. No pic with her from that nite, but the one is from a few weeks before.
and the rest is drag. Ru Paul
I started this blog to have something to do with the pictures I take every time I go out. I do it as an image diary of sorts, a picture and a caption to remind me what I was doing or how I was feeling, as well as what I was wearing. If you forget your past, you are doomed to repeat it. You don't want to get caught in the same dress, or the same mindset too often.
People who know me know I have a lot to say, but rarely about myself. I will try to keep to that here. Better to keep silent and thought a fool then speak up and remove all doubt.
to get the blog off to its start, here is a pic from this last Friday. It was a fun night, one I really needed after a rough week. I managed to get up and go out despite everything that was conspiring to bring me down.