Archive for May, 2009
Tuesday, May 26th, 2009
This weekend while in Maryland visiting Christian’s family, I twittered “well well it’s white short shorts day at Target here in Annapolis,” and some girl I don’t know replied “how awful for u! Shorts should be banned for fat girls!” So I wrote back: “fat girls who have the balls to wear short shorts in a public full of obnoxious haters have my respect,” to which she replied “sorry I didn’t mean to hit a nerve. I’m not obnoxious or a hater by any means.” And I dropped it.
But today I’m still thinking about it. It’s not that she “hit a nerve” and meant nothing by her comment; this girl is simply not guilt-free. First of all, to say “I’m not obnoxious” is just stupid (and obnoxious). You can’t instruct someone to think of you in a certain way. I think what you said was obnoxious, and you saying “I’m not obnoxious” doesn’t change my mind. Second, by definition this girl is in fact a “hater,” because she’s sitting there complaining about fat people in shorts, when someone simply walking around in a pair of shorts doesn’t affect or personally offend her in any way. She just plain old doesn’t like a fat person, and she thinks that she should be able to wear shorts, but a fat person shouldn’t, because she thinks it’s gross. So, yes, smart girl, that is obnoxious, and you are a hater. It’s not that I took it wrong, it’s that you said “shorts should be banned for fat girls.” To me that’s no different than saying “polo shirts should be banned for black people.” Stupid and meaningless.
And actually, what I said in the first place about it being white shorts day in Target was that I myself was wearing a pair of fucking white shorts. So I don’t even know where the “fat girls” aspect entered her head. I also got some funny looks and a soccer mom giggle or two because I was in a gay pair of shorts in the suburbs. I suppose I got worked up about this girl’s comments because I know all too well what it’s like to be on the receiving end of comments like that, and worse ones. Plenty of times I’ve had ignorant shit said to me and about me based on what I was wearing or doing; pointless bullshit that can’t accomplish anything beyond hurting someone’s feelings. So why are you even talking? Thanks for the apology. Next time just keep your mouth shut. It smacks of desperation for you to make a nasty comment like that to me, who you don’t even know, in an effort to make friends with me.
Thursday, May 21st, 2009
Just a quick note to say that though it’s still a little while out, here’s the cover for my next album, which is going to be called Human Nature…
Thursday, May 21st, 2009
I’m pretty lucky to have girlfriends who are willing to get crazy for midnight photos, because otherwise I wouldn’t have half of my favorite work. A few nights ago Anna, who is in town this week house sitting for an artist who is currently building an odd-scale replica of the Coney Island Cyclone in her home, dressed up in her finest and pranced around the place.
It was incredibly difficult to edit this down to just five, which means I think I will be posting a few more later in the month. I have zero skill when it comes to editing. I’m always going through them and exclaiming “oh look at this one! This one’s gotta be in! And this one! She’s a lunatic!”
Last night Christian and I went to the NewNowNext Awards. He presented an award and we had a little dialogue, all of which you can see on Logo on June 13th, which is just two days before my birthday (I’m turning 11)! If you happen to love and/or admire me, I’ve made an Amazon wishlist, so it’s quite simple for you to send me a birthday surprise! Oh man, I am so nice to you!
Wednesday, May 13th, 2009
I’ve put up on Myspace a new track that contains clips of four new songs I am working on for the next album, which you can also hear right here:
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I am working with some awesome people on some of the new songs, one of which will be CariDee if all works out. She has a great singing voice that nobody really knows about!
Also, Christian and I were nominated for a NewNowNext Award (Logo) for “Best Gay Couple.” You can vote for us by clicking the little button thing up there on the righthand sidebar!
Tuesday, May 12th, 2009
I feel like people sometimes ask the stupid questions because they know they’re stupid and they just want you to get mad and react. I’m talking about the completely insanely stupid questions that only a person who literally lived in a bubble at the bottom of the ocean with food delivery and recycled air since 1975 would ask. I mean, I hope that’s why these questions get asked. I would much prefer to think that it’s because people want a reaction, rather than deal with the fact that there are this many brain-dead people out there who have to put on pants in the morning and trim their nails with something sharp.
Smaller but related, there are the little weird actions of bored people desperate for something to liven things up. Like if they say your name and you don’t turn around to meet, greet, exchange phone numbers and impregnate them, you’re a dickeating asshole. Or if they tweet at you and you don’t respond, then they fabricate a blog about how they spent the evening with you at a restaurant and you got so drunk on the red wine you don’t drink that you vomited into a potted plant, and then your publicist is calling to ask if the plant was living or plastic, and then the manager of the restaurant wants to know when you’re coming back.
And then what? You’re worth something more? Because why? Because Shanna Moakler called you a stupid bitch? Because Kourtney Kardashian once texted angrily at your Twitter name from her Blackberry? Because a person who is paid to pretend to be Vanessa Hudgens blocked your account? Is this living? Sometimes this gives me panic attacks because humanity can be scary as hell. Humans are creepy. Not just teen girls. Not just crazy fanatics. Regular people get very weird. Normal people from who knows where… they can just say and do the most fucked up thing and not even get that it’s not cool, or that you are a complete stranger, and they still don’t get it even if you tell them. Oh, and you owe them all, by the way. Your time belongs to them. Or else you’re ungrateful. Because they are the reason you’re alive and breathing. Your mother and father? Pointless. Even though there was never an American vote to make you their idol, and they didn’t have to commit any money, texts, or time for you to be where you are now. And you just spent a ten hour day running your own life and then had to slap on a smile to go do some bullshit you’re contractually obligated to do even though you want to maybe sit down and eat a proper dinner once this week.
Digressions.
I will say this. If you have a friend who has a brain, and who understand social cues, and who has manners and knows how to behave, and acts with any kind of basic decency in public, and has ever read a newspaper, and will not speak simply because the sound of their own blessed voice gives flight to dead baby birds and platinum shit dragons… hang on to that person. They are rare, rare, rare.
Monday, May 11th, 2009
Christian’s book Fierce Style: How to Be Your Most Fabulous Self is available on Amazon now for pre-order, though it doesn’t come out until October. I shot the cover and hundreds of images inside (all of them except for a few event/red carpet photos), so I’m pretty excited for the book to come out.
Within the book will be my photos of clothes, shows, backstage, at home, portraits, textures, and celebrity shoots with Lady GaGa, Nicole Scherzinger, Sessilee Lopez, Leigh Lezark, Agyness Deyn, Katrina Bowden, and lots more. If you pre-order it now via the link above you get a third off the price!
Thursday, May 7th, 2009
Worked on a new song today that is almost done; so excited for all the new stuff. It’s a lot more pop and dance-oriented than my last album, lots of electronic stuff that wasn’t there last time. I’m exhausted and my back hurts from slouching in front of computers and the microphone. I have bad posture when I’m concentrating on something.
The puppy has been pretty bad lately… lots of peeing off the edge of his pad and pooping on the floor when I’m not looking. I think he’s mad at me for working so much lately and not paying enough attention to him. He wants attention all day, every day! He’s spoiled.
Monday, May 4th, 2009
This video of the guy jumping onstage with Britney is really jarring to me. Plenty of people jump onstage at concerts and have their fan moment, and usually the artist is mildly nice about it and then the person is escorted out. My friend Jasen is the guy who hopped up and hugged Morrissey a couple months ago. What made the incident with Britney particularly different is that she is both known to have gone through years of being mistreated and unable to trust anybody, and known to have immense issues with personal security. So when someone manages to seemingly just walk right up onto the stage, and then suddenly pop into her field of vision literally at arm’s length in the middle of her choreography… she was obviously startled and scared. Look how shaky her hand is and how completely terrified she is at that moment. From the look of her, she almost certainly thought he was going to hurt her. And he easily could have. Lucky for her it was just some idiot who thought he was special enough that she would drop everything just to dance with him. Crazy people are everywhere. A fan of Jodi Foster shot the fucking President. Having witnessed overzealous fans scream at Christian, grab him and try to pull him toward them and their friends, and even get scarily mad when he won’t stop and have a conversation with them; this kind of thing scares me to begin with. His brushes with it are not even daily, but for Britney it’s got to be pretty constant. And to see Britney’s face in that video… I’m terrified, too! It makes me feel sick to watch her reaction. All it takes is one lunatic and then there you are, staring right at a stranger who could do anything. I’m probably overreacting but it really bothered me.
Anyway. I got an ad campaign for a brand of shoes that I’m really excited about. But I’ve been unable to come up with any new music for about a week. I’ve hit that point again, and it sucks that I can’t sit down, plan out a time, and decide “okay now I am going to write a song.” I would sit there for two hours and have nothing. It’s much harder to write a song when things are going well! I’m loving a lot about life lately and that makes it easy to just enjoy it. Though you can’t tell we’re enjoying much of anything by our photo faces:
Sessilee told a joke that’s so stupid I can’t believe it didn’t come out of my brain: How did the pig get on the roof? The swine flu!
Sunday, May 3rd, 2009
We’ve been running all over the town and I’ve had a lot of meetings. Life’s kicking things up a notch lately. Last week I photographed some of Kevin Christiana’s clothes, and we shot a few of him afterward for something else. I love this shot:
When we go to events I usually don’t end up blogging about it, but I always send lots of Twitter updates! Last night we got to go see Lady GaGa at Terminal 5 and we get up in VIP and there’s a table right next to us that says “Reserved: Madonna.” Nuts nuts nuts!
Then after the show (which was amazing) we went to the Spring Fling thing at the Gramercy and everybody and their mother – Kate and Goldie, for example – were there. It was one of those unexpectedly amazing parties. We talked with Liv Tyler, with whom Christian shares a publicist, Bianca, and she couldn’t have been sweeter. She’s so tall and beautiful it’s like she was dreamed up by a Xena fanatic (me). Today we went over to Kristen Johnston’s house to bring the dress she’s going to wear to the awards ceremony tonight. She’s hosting, and Christian is presenting. She was just in Bride Wars and next she’s going to be Patsy in the American version of Absolutely Fabulous, which has to be good because Jennifer Saunders herself is working on it. Kristen made us some unbelievable homemade ginger tea and showered us with Hello Kitty gifts. New best friend.
