"That's all we do, isn't it -- look at things and try new drinks?"
-The girl in Hemingway's "Hills Like White Elephants"
He talked in his sleep and said, "Mmmmmmm. You smell good -- like wood and fresh paint." Since he's a painter, I took it as a compliment. His eyes never looked as blue and large as when he quickly sketched my portrait in pencil and colored pens as I sprawled naked across his bed last weekend. When he's reading to me or sketching --that's when he looks the most beautiful. I loved the portrait, but he says he's still trying to learn my face. I understand, because I am too and it's been mine for nearly 30 years.
Last night I was at the Suicide Girls burlesque show at the Great American Music Hall. The show was sold out, but Missy put Andy, August, and me on the guest list. (Here's my obligatory cell phone camera snapshot of the marquee. No cameras allowed inside. Sorry.) I know, it seems like all I do lately is go to burlesque shows and try new drinks, but really, I do other things too... like makeout with boys and write... and take photos.
As you can expect from heavily tattooed goth/punk chicks, The Suicide Girls didn't exactly put on the classical burlesque show. (No, this was not your grandma's burlesque.) I'm telling you, you haven't lived until you've seen six pale girls wearing little frilly g-string underwear and tiny duct tape "X"s over their nipples squirting entire bottles of Hershey's chocolate sauce all over each other and rolling around together on a plastic sheet.
If pictchas of girls gettin' it on with each other is what you're into -- you should definitely check out Esther's extremely artful and well-directed Barbie lesbian photoshoot starring Roberta (who you may recognize from our Burning Man camp last year).
I'll leave you with an alt-rock album cover photo I took of Selena and August on Tuesday night at Sadie's where we co-opted the jukebox for a solid hour or so.
posted by Jess at 1:00 PM
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