Category Archives: Divine Diva Tour: A Fairy’s Tale

A Pause in Our Divine Duties

We pause now in our recent posting schedule of The Divine Diva Tour: A Fairy’s Tale, as the weekend comes to a close, and the Oscars ceremony begins. Looking back at what I was creating twenty years ago has been a conflicting experience, and a large part of why I don’t tend to look back at previous projects, especially those that were made so long ago. Comparison is the ultimate thief of joy, and comparison is undoubtedly the first thing that happens when I look back at these photos. 

It’s not that I suddenly notices the ravages of wear and tear on the body – what a difference 29 is from 49 – it’s that I notice the ravages of wear and tear on the mind. While I certainly miss the lithe form and gray-less hair of my twenties, it’s the mindset and innocence, and the loss of which, that pains me the most. Less the physical trappings and more the mental space that youth affords. 

That said, I would not trade the wisdom and knowledge and acceptance I have learned and earned over the years to go back or return to those days. In that respect, the comparison ultimately ends up being a reassuring one, but that’s not always the case, so I shall continue to warn against comparison as a general rule. 

As for looking back, as long as there are more mildly-amused smiles than justifiable-cringing at all my antics and outfits, I can take it without regret. That is something I will count as a success. The posting of this one will continue this weekend, in the meantime, catch up below:

~ The Divine Diva Tour: A Fairy’s Tale ~

  1. Pink Frilly Fairy: Part OnePart Two, and Part Three
  2. Homage to Herb: Part One, Part Two and Part Three
  3. A Purple-Hued Interlude
  4. Style & Panache: Part One, Part Two, Part Three and Part Four.
  5. Purple Puff Confection: Part OnePart Two, Part Three and Part Four.
  6. A Blue-Hued Interlude
  7. Fuchsia Fabulousness: Part One 

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Fuchsia Fabulousness

The Divine Diva Tour: A Fairy’s Tale delivers a fabulously frivolous dose of style over substance, so I won’t sully this with my excess verbiage. Quentin says it better than I ever could:

“What a stylist needs is glamour – a far more powerful force than mere prettiness. Glamour exists where something not clearly defined seems to be promised but never given.” ~ Quentin Crisp

“I’m talking about flair, style, elan… even the most wretched of us can do something about them.” ~ Quentin Crisp

~ The Divine Diva Tour: A Fairy’s Tale ~

  1. Pink Frilly Fairy: Part OnePart Two, and Part Three
  2. Homage to Herb: Part One, Part Two and Part Three
  3. A Purple-Hued Interlude
  4. Style & Panache: Part One, Part Two, Part Three and Part Four.
  5. Purple Puff Confection: Part OnePart Two, Part Three and Part Four.
  6. A Blue-Hued Interlude

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A Blue Hued Interlude

‘Questions in a World of Blue’ would have been the ideal song to accompany this interlude of the Divine Diva Tour: A Fairy’s Tale – alas, that was already used in this moon-themed post on a lost former-friend. And so we are tasked with the dilemma of finding another blue-themed song to go with this blue-hued interlude. The Blue Danube, Rhapsody in Blue, and Blue Moon – a triumvirate of trite and true blue classics – and all seem too literal, too easy. The Divine Diva Tour is a little more complicated than that, despite what the surface might have you believe. Instead, have a listen to ‘Blue Night’ below, as our interlude brings us further along this fairy’s tale. 

This is the tale of a little boy

who once found wonder everywhere in the world,

but who came to be

Lost in the mirror, enchanted by his own self

The embodiment of Narcissus, captivated by his own reflection.

A boy caught up in the superficial, the surface, the appearance of things –

in the ever-shifting kaleidoscope of reflections and images and mirrors – 

always slightly askew and backwards,

reversed and upside down and dizzyingly grand if a little grotesque

Nothing was real. All was fantasy,

… no matter how much he was loved…

~ The Divine Diva Tour: A Fairy’s Tale ~

  1. Pink Frilly Fairy: Part OnePart Two, and Part Three
  2. Homage to Herb: Part One, Part Two and Part Three
  3. A Purple-Hued Interlude
  4. Style & Panache: Part One, Part Two, Part Three and Part Four.
  5. Purple Puff Confection: Part OnePart Two, Part Three and Part Four.

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Delicious, Dreamy, Queer and Dear

“Do you know that delicious dreamy feeling when one first wakes on a summer morning, with the twitter of birds in the air, and the fresh breeze coming in at the open window – when, lying lazily with eyes half shut, one sees as in a dream green boughs waving, or waters rippling in a golden light? It is a pleasure very near to sadness, bringing tears to one’s eyes like a beautiful picture or poem.” ~ Lewis Carroll

“To rise and forget, in the sunlight, the ugly dreams that frightened you so when all was dark – to rise and enjoy another happy day, first kneeling to thank that unseen Friend, who sends you the beautiful sun?” ~ Lewis Carroll

“‘Dear, dear!’ How queer everything is today! And yesterday things went on just as usual. I wonder if I’ve changed in the night? Let me think: was I the same when I got up this morning? I almost think I can remember feeling a little different. But if I’m not the same, the next question is, Who in the world am I? Ah, that’s the great puzzle!” ~ Lewis Carroll

“The delight we experience when we allow ourselves to respond to a fairy tale, the enchantment we feel, comes not from the psychological meaning of a tale (although this contributes to it) but from its literary qualities – the tale itself as a work of art.

The fairy tale could not have its psychological impact on the child were it not first and foremost a work of art… As with all great art, the fairy tale’s deepest meaning will be different for each person, and different for the same person at various moments in his life.” ~ Bruno Bettelheim

~ The Divine Diva Tour: A Fairy’s Tale ~

  1. Pink Frilly Fairy: Part OnePart Two, and Part Three
  2. Homage to Herb: Part One, Part Two and Part Three
  3. A Purple-Hued Interlude
  4. Style & Panache: Part One, Part Two, Part Three and Part Four.
  5. Purple Puff Confection: Part OnePart Two and Part Three.

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The Fairy in Flight

The Divine Diva Tour: A Fairy’s Tale continues in its flight, as our fluttering protagonist dons this iconic purple tulle confection, and prances about the verdant landscape like Maria Von Trapp. This particular setting will come into play again in much more dramatic fashion, but for the moment enjoy this drama-free scene, and all of its fairy-tale elements

“When I used to read fairy tales, I fancied that kind of thing never happened, and now here I am in the middle of one! There ought to be a book written about me, that there ought! And when I grow up, I’ll write one – but I’m grown up now… at least there’s no room to grow up any more.” ~ Lewis Carroll

“While the fantasy is unreal, the good feelings it gives us about ourselves and our future are real, and these real good feelings are what we need to sustain us.” ~ Bruno Bettelheim

~ The Divine Diva Tour: A Fairy’s Tale ~

  1. Pink Frilly Fairy: Part OnePart Two, and Part Three
  2. Homage to Herb: Part One, Part Two and Part Three
  3. A Purple-Hued Interlude
  4. Style & Panache: Part One, Part Two, Part Three and Part Four.
  5. Purple Puff Confection: Part One and Part Two

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Life’s A Banquet!

“Life’s a banquet and most poor suckers are starving to death!” ~ Auntie Mame

While I absolutely adore ‘Auntie Mame’, this quote from the movie had bothered and bugged me on my first few viewings, but I think it’s because I was reading and interpreting it incorrectly. Yes, it’s a great soundbite. It’s clipped and blunt and leaves no room for an easy-follow-up, but it always felt like it went against the anti-elitist theme that Mame so vibrantly espouses for much of the story, as in her refusal to let Patrick be stuffed into rigid social constructs, starting with her eschewing of the Bixby School for a more progressive establishment run by an Acacius Page. 

The reading I prefer to take from it is less a ‘let them eat cake‘ moment and more of a ‘let’s celebrate life’ mantra, which makes much more sense of the context of the ‘Live! Live! Live!’ scene in which it takes place. Mame’s own ‘Live and let live’ lifestyle finds acceptance and celebration of everyone regardless of race, religion, background, or social stratification. 

Such is the theme of the Divine Diva Tour: A Fairy’s Tale, which wound its way around the continental United States twenty years ago, and is finally finding its posting premiere here, for better and largely worse. Still, it’s a fun look-back when the world could be more concerned with such frivolous things because adults were mostly running the country. Now we must escape to those days for sheer emotional survival, clinging to memories of happier and more carefree times, which is one of the main points of the Divine Diva Tour anyway. It all comes together. 

This fun purple confection of a gown, the beaded headdress, and that saucy necklace comprised the opening outfit of ‘The Divine Diva Tour: A Fairy’s Tale’ as we held a kick-off party in the summer of 2005. It remains one of my favorite looks from all the parties we’ve thrown over the years. 

This particular fairy’s tale is about to take a turn into the dreamier woodland forests of a traditional fairy tale, and those woods are filled with as much enchantment as danger – sometimes I think enchantment only finds full fruition when there is an element of risk to be overcome. There’s something sad in that too. 

For now, we sit before our mirrors and fringed lampshades, waiting to be laced up, hoping for this party to match the excitement and glamour we were promised in all those fairy tales growing up…

~ The Divine Diva Tour: A Fairy’s Tale ~

  1. Pink Frilly Fairy: Part OnePart Two, and Part Three
  2. Homage to Herb: Part One, Part Two and Part Three
  3. A Purple-Hued Interlude
  4. Style & Panache: Part One, Part Two, Part Three and Part Four.
  5. Purple Puff Confection: Part One 

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A Lot of Living to Do

One of the main tenets of the Divine Diva Tour: A Fairy’s Tale was its essence of escapism, closely aligned with the unassailable and indefatigable notion of persevering and finding fabulousness in troubled times of seeming hopelessness. While that speaks directly to the tragically historical moment in which we now find ourselves, it’s also something my generation of gay men knows too unfortunately well, especially considering how we weathered the AIDS crisis in the 1980’s. 

There are boys just ripe for some kissin’And I mean to kiss me a few!Oh, those boys don’t know what they’re missin’I’ve got a lot of livin’ to do!

Back then, beneath every layer of sparkle and pizzazz, there was an undercurrent of somber melancholy. Loss accompanied most of our revelries, and death was indelibly intertwined with sexual freedom and abandon. No place, and no one, was safe. Growing up under such a traumatizing umbrella takes a certain toll, and coming of age beneath the specter of those early days of the AIDS epidemic wreaked its own emotional havoc with my development.

And there’s wine all ready for tastin’And there’s Cadillacs all shiny and new!Got to move, ’cause time is a wastingThere’s such a lot of livin’ to do!

While our heterosexual counterparts had to concern themselves with pregnancies and STDs, gay men had to contend with the very real possibility that having unprotected sex with our partners of choice might result in our death. If I’ve been a prim and proper Victorian lady in the bedroom at times, it stems in good part from having to be so deliberately careful and cautious at a time when I should have been carefree and a little bit reckless.

What did we do?

We cried – for a country that allowed entire swatch of a vibrant community to die. 

We coped – as best as we could whenever it was sanctioned to condemn and hate us

We rallied – literally, physically, mentally, socially.

We fought – for basic rights, for equality, for the opportunity to simply exist without being threatened or attacked or killed.

We danced – when we lost everything, we always had the dance, even if it was just in our memory and minds.

And throughout it all, we did our best to live, sometimes just barely surviving, and sometimes not succeeding. 

There’s music to play, places to go, people to see!Everything for you and me!Life’s a ball, if only you know it!And it’s all just waiting for you!You’re alive, so go on and show it!There’s such a lot of livin’ to do!

Whenever I have moments of doubt or uncertainty, when I wonder why I should even bother doing something, I think back to those scary days when AIDS was hovering over all of us, when it felt like all we had was each other. It puts all the silliness and frivolity of life into perspective – and I get a tantalizing glimpse of how ridiculous – and absolutely vital – every little bit of life can be. 

Such a lot of livin’ to do!What a lot of livin’ to do!

{PS – All apologies for the Republican make-up job.}

~ The Divine Diva Tour: A Fairy’s Tale ~

  1. Pink Frilly Fairy: Part OnePart Two, and Part Three
  2. Homage to Herb: Part One, Part Two and Part Three
  3. A Purple-Hued Interlude
  4. Style & Panache: Part One, Part Two, Part Three and Part Four.

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Let Me Entertain You!

In a haze of chiffon, all gauzy with lace, amid light slicing through sheer fantasy, the Divine Diva Tour’s ‘Style & Panache’ section comes to its tantalizing, teasing culmination. Not that anything in the way of release or relief is going to be offered this early in the game – it’s enough to look and never touch. This installment offers a light respite from the heavy things going on in the world right now, so indulge and inhabit this extravagant set of poses, and let me entertain you with all of the following…

“Always make them beg for more… and then don’t give it them.”

The art of the strip-tease is in carefully calculating what the audience thinks they’re seeing, and this isn’t as difficult as one would imagine given one simple and perpetually-true rule: people will see what they want to see. And if they came to see your bits and bobs, they’re damn sure going to see your bits and bobs. You don’t even have to get them out

Putting a man in a feather boa, slip, and silk tie is a wink and nod to the almost-invisible line between masculine and feminine – a line that simply never existed in my mind – neither then nor now. It always seemed so arbitrary and silly – one person’s trash is another person’s treasure, right? It speaks to deeper issues today, one that our flight of fancy never intended on addressing. You have your own minds – use them. Be inquisitive, be respectful, be accepting. If it doesn’t directly affect or harm you, what care you? Find your own style and do what you like. 

“What a stylist needs is glamour – a far more powerful force than mere prettiness.” ~ Quentin Crisp

“Glamour exists where something not clearly defined seems to be promised but never given.” – Quentin Crisp

~ The Divine Diva Tour: A Fairy’s Tale ~

  1. Pink Frilly Fairy: Part OnePart Two, and Part Three
  2. Homage to Herb: Part One, Part Two and Part Three
  3. A Purple-Hued Interlude
  4. Style & Panache: Part One, Part Two and Part Three

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A Crisp Style

Quentin Crisp is largely unknown to the current generation of LGBTQ+ people and it’s a shame. Our history slips slowly away, forgotten and unmentioned by the current crop of Tik-Toking dancers and eaters and time-wasters. I’m too old to care to do much at this point, and I don’t feel any obligation to enlighten people to the joys of a wit too clever and complex for most of them to understand. A lack of curiosity to look into anything indicates a lack of personality, and anyone lacking in personality is not worth knowing. Cultivate something. Research anything. Don’t just stand there, let’s get to it… 

“Style is not the man; it is something better.” ~ Quentin Crisp

“It is a dizzy, dazzling structure that he erects about himself, using as building materials selected elements from his own character.” ~ Quentin Crisp

Style is not fashion; style is not wealth; style is not learning; style is not beauty.” ~ Quentin Crisp

“Style is the way in which a man can, by taking thought, add to his stature.” ~ Quentin Crisp

~ The Divine Diva Tour: A Fairy’s Tale ~

  1. Pink Frilly Fairy: Part OnePart Two, and Part Three
  2. Homage to Herb: Part One, Part Two and Part Three
  3. A Purple-Hued Interlude
  4. Style & Panache: Part One and Part Two

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I Just Wanna Dance!

If there’s one thing that people who have been oppressed for years know, it’s how to operate within such oppression. If you’ve never been part of a marginalized community, count yourself lucky, and don’t be too upset if you can’t fully comprehend what that’s like. For the rest of us, you find release and fulfillment by being the most uniquely yourself you can be. And when all else fails, and you long to be something better than you are today, I know a place where you can get away…

I don’t give a fuck no more
If people think I am a whore
I just wanna dance
Oh, I just wanna dance.

Things are going bad for me
I am feeling sad for me
So I just wanna dance
Oh, I just wanna dance.

I’m tired of laughing
And I’m tired of crying,
I’m tired of failing
And I’m tired of all this trying.
I wanna do some living
Cause I’ve done enough of dying.
I just wanna dance
I just wanna fucking dance.

Nothing more for me to say
Time for me to run away
Walking through the door
Don’t need this anymore.
Now my life is calling me
Finally I’m breaking free
It’s all I’m waiting for
I’ve never felt so sure.

I’m tired of laughing
And I’m tired of crying
I’m tired of failing
And I’m tired of all this trying.
I wanna do some living
Cause I’ve done enough of dying.
I just wanna dance…

And I’m tired of waiting
Tired of hoping
Tired of failing
And tired of feeling broken
I’ve gotta do some living
Cause I’ve done enough of dying
I just wanna dance
I just wanna fucking dance…

~ The Divine Diva Tour: A Fairy’s Tale ~

  1. Pink Frilly Fairy: Part OnePart Two, and Part Three
  2. Homage to Herb: Part One, Part Two and Part Three
  3. A Purple-Hued Interlude
  4. Style & Panache: Part One 

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Style and Panache

THE CHARGES:

Style over substance.

Majesty over meaning.

Enchantment over enrichment

Wit over wisdom.

Finery over fortitude

 

THE PLEA:

Grandly,

greatly,

giddily guilty.

Ever since I discovered the power of fashion, and the way it shaped how everyone viewed you, then employed it strategically and deliberately, I’ve been plagued with a reputation of favoring the sartorial over the substantial. Not that I’ve ever bothered to dispel the myth, quite the contrary: when the world thinks what you put on your back is all you have to offer, they never expect to be so diabolically  outsmarted. 

Glamour can be bought,
Style… this must be taught.
I got that style.
When I walk into the room all the people turn their heads to get the perfect view.
It’s just my Style.

It’s my Style to break a heart or two. 
Charm and finesse seem to always get me through.
It’s my Style. 
Style!
A cool, cool style.
Style!

You may ask wherever did I get my sense of style.
A girl like me is just born with it. 
You know I can sweep you off your feet because baby, I am Unique.
It’s my Style.
A cool, cool style. 
Glamour can be bought 
Style ~ this must be taught. 

Here’s one last secret I’ll confess:
How do you win a stylish girl like me?
Well, since I’m always dressed to impress
Buy me something gorgeous…

~ The Divine Diva Tour: A Fairy’s Tale ~

  1. Pink Frilly Fairy: Part OnePart Two, and Part Three
  2. Homage to Herb: Part One, Part Two and Part Three
  3. A Purple-Hued Interlude
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A Purple Hued Interlude

There isn’t much room for subtlety or nuance these days. We want everything to be black or white, stringent binary choices with nary room for shades of gray – much less any varying hues of purple. No one wants to enjoy lavender or periwinkle or lilac – they want it red or blue, and if you don’t commit to one or the other they don’t know quite what to do. That’s an unfortunate gaffe on society’s end, one that seems to be getting worse instead of better.

Back in 2005, The Divine Diva Tour: A Fairy’s Tale aimed to offer some space in-between, navigating the vast expanses of beautiful gradient that exist within the extremes, where most of us tend to fall. Things could be brutal and soft at the same time, depending on any number of circumstances and perspectives. One person’s frightening idea of bondage was another’s kink and joy. 

It’s scary to live in such beautifully transient shadows of nuance, and most people want clearly defined realms in which to operate and categorize everyone else. It feels safer that way, even if you can never truly know another person. Compounding the complexity of the whole thing is the way we categorize and order ourselves. We wake up, select our clothing for the day, and, whether we want it to or not, those choices will shade however we move about the world. 

Make your choices wisely.

“It’s important to have a look. A signature. Be someone. So people will remember you. You all think you’re so special. You’re a dime a dozen.There are hundreds, no, thousands of you out there, studying, auditioning, going here, there, hither and yon. You expect people to remember you if you don’t have a look? Po, po, po! I was never arrogant that way. I knew I needed a look and I got one.” ~ Terrence McNally, ‘Master Class’

~ The Divine Diva Tour: A Fairy’s Tale ~

  1. Pink Frilly Fairy: Part OnePart Two, and Part Three
  2. Homage to Herb: Part One, Part Two and Part Three
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The Body of Man in Youth

This shirtless section of The Divine Diva Tour: A Fairy’s Tale comes to a close with this post, but fret not, we’ve only just begun this semi-salacious journey and there is much more to come… In the meantime, a few choice quotations from people who had a better, and much more succinct, way with words than me. 

Old age and treachery will always beat youth and exuberance.” ~ David Mamet

“I live in that solitude which is painful in youth, but delicious in the years of maturity.” ~ Albert Einstein

“There is a fountain of youth: it is your mind, your talents, the creativity you bring to your life and the lives of people you love. When you learn to tap this source, you will truly have defeated age.” ~ Sophia Loren

“Youth is happy because it has the ability to see beauty. Anyone who keeps the ability to see beauty never grows old.” ~ Franz Kafka

“In order to acquire a growing and lasting respect in society, it is a good thing, if you possess great talent, to give, early in your youth, a very hard kick to the right shin of the society that you love. After that, be a snob.” ~ Salvador Dali

“If boyhood and youth are but vanity, must it not be our ambition to become men?” ~ Vincent Van Gogh

~ The Divine Diva Tour: A Fairy’s Tale ~

  1. Pink Frilly Fairy: Part OnePart Two, and Part Three
  2. Homage to Herb: Part One and Part Two
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Body Immortally Bruised

Almost exactly twenty years ago this month, I was taking these photos on a Sunday afternoon in winter, when I hoped for empty industrial spaces that evoked the garages of Herb Ritts and a man named Fred holding onto a couple of tires. It was freezing cold, but something impelled me not to waste any more time. I understood on some level that I had to capture the magic of the last few months of my twenties. Even then, I felt the tug of age on a gay man’s body, the way time tears away at the very things that would make it necessary to stay even marginally attractive. The majority of my thoughts were that I didn’t mind aging if I was more or less happy in my life, and if I wasn’t happy in my life, then not aging certainly wouldn’t change that. Bottom line: I was contentedly resigned. 

That would ebb and flow differently over the years, and now that the years are piling upon one another faster and faster, thanks to my own perception of time after going over the middle-age hump, I find pockets of space where I look back at the person I used to be

Now you know you’re a cute little heartbreaker
You know you’re a sweet little lovemaker
Hey
I wanna take you home
I won’t do you no harm, no
You’ve gotta be all mine, all mine
Oooh, foxy lady

Andy said this is the song that presented itself in his mind when he first saw me walk across a crowded bar floor – ‘Foxy Lady’ by Jimi Hendrix. I wasn’t even aware that he was there or watching, so I could not have been putting on a show for him. It was his first impression, coupled with a mental assessment of ‘Bitchy queen‘. He’s usually spot-on in his initial readings of people. Foxy and bitchy and everything-but-nice ~ and I won’t pretend that wasn’t me way back when. 

I see you down on the scene
You make me wanna get up and scream
I’ve made up my mind
I’m tired of wasting all my precious time
You’ve gotta be all mine, all mine
Foxy lady

I’m gonna take you home
I won’t do you no harm, no
You’ve gotta be all mine, all mine
Ooh, foxey lady

Here I come, baby
Comin’ to get ya
Foxy Lady

Some nights I can still summon that spirit and energy and attitude, some days too, if I work hard enough at it. Mind over body at this point, and the latter is becoming slower and slower to follow. For ‘The Divine Diva Tour: A Fairy’s Tale’ I channeled what it was like to inhabit the body of a man on the verge of thirty – and what once felt impossibly ancient now feels impossibly young. How were we ever so old, and ever so young, all at the same time?

One of the dangers in presenting a project from twenty years ago is the inevitable comparisons that crop up. I must remind myself that, ‘Comparison is the ultimate thief of joy.’ Words worth remembering and honoring. Would you switch your mind and body so as to maximize when they were at their best? I’d rather not risk it – the way we age is designed in the way it’s meant to unfold. Fighting that has its fun, but is always a battle that can only be lost. 

Right now, I’m looking back at these photos of me at the age of 29 and I’m mildly amused, lightly impressed, and mostly grateful for having had the youth not everyone is afforded. 

A favorite scene from ‘Schitt’s Creek’:

  • Moira Rose: I am suddenly overwhelmed with regret. It’s a new feeling for me, and I don’t find it at all pleasurable.
  • Stevie Budd: You regret that embarassing photos of you aren’t online?
  • Moira Rose: No, I regret that they’re lost. They were the one perfect memorial to who I once was. And I should’ve appreciated those firm round mammae and callipygian ass while I had them.
  • Stevie Budd: If you’re talking about your body, uh… I think you still look amazing.
  • Moira Rose: Then allow me to offer you some advice: Take a thousand naked pictures of yourself now. You may currently think, “Oh, I’m too spooky.” Or, “Nobody wants to see these tiny boobies.” But, believe me, one day you will look at those photos with much kinder eyes and say, “Dear God, I was a beautiful thing!”
  • Stevie Budd: Will I?
  • Moira Rose: Mm-hm. Oh, and make sure you submit those photos to the Internet. Otherwise, your own children will go looking for them one day and, tragically, they won’t be there.

~ The Divine Diva Tour: A Fairy’s Tale ~

  1. Pink Frilly Fairy: Part OnePart Two, and Part Three
  2. Homage to Herb: Part One 
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Homage To Herb

After a magnificently pink opening act, the Divine Diva pendulum swings brutally back in another direction, bringing us from the frills of a particular sort of femininity to the main drag of a specific masculinity. The images we have in our minds of what makes a man masculine have largely been created, coded, and curated by gay men – case in point is Herb Ritts and his photography featuring males.

From the iconic ‘Fred with Tires’ – the inspiration and aspiration for this series of pictures – to his video direction for Madonna and Janet Jackson, Ritts was a gay man whose visions conjured the icons of the 80’s and 90’s. His male forms were stereotypically masculine in their greasy garage play and nonchalant tossing of shirts. That a gay man should have molded the ideals and images of male beauty for the mainstream is only fitting, and the way he worked shirtless male models and a wardrobe of simplicity into the fashion world set the tone for the supermodel explosion to come. 

Like most of the world, I was introduced to Herb’s work through Madonna and the iconic cover shots of her ‘True Blue‘ and ‘Like A Prayer‘ albums. Their alchemy created a different kind of magic, one that spoke to a young gay guy on a visceral plane. I remember finding solace in his work during the hot and trying recesses of a summer program at Brown University, where I felt entirely out of place and at odds with the surrounding of other young people my age. At every opportunity I’d escape from the studious pack and spend time in the nearby bookstore that had photo books by Herb Ritts for escapist perusal. His ‘M’ and ‘W’ volumes were not in my syllabus, but I bought them anyway and smuggled the beautiful black-cloth-bound tomes into my dorm room undetected by anyone else. Just being close to art in those days made me feel better about being in the world. Every little bit helped. 

In those pages, I found the strength inherent in talent, the inspiration that weaved through raw beauty, and the early framing of what made for a powerful image. It wasn’t even something I could formulate into words – it spoke to me in a more primal manner, and I, to my own surprise, responded in primal kind. 

“Do you know how sometimes you see a man, and you’re not sure if you want to get in his pants or if you want to cry? Not because you can’t have him; maybe you can. But you see right away something in him beyond having. You can’t screw your way into it, any more than you can get at the golden egg by slitting the goose. So you want to cry, not like a child, but like an exile who is reminded of his homeland.” – Mark Merlis

Wet, wily, wistful, wild – the men in the photographs whispered wanton wants into my all-too-willing youthful winsomeness. Whether I understood that, or had other wishes on my mind, I couldn’t – and I won’t – tell you. Some things are better left unsaid… as someone once sang. 

The original physical version of The Divine Diva Tour Book: A Fairy’s Tale has the lyrics of ‘Total Eclipse of the Heart’ printed out to accompany these photos. The song has changed over the years, the way certain songs come to mean new things depending on whether we allow ourselves to grow along with them. Twenty years ago they meant something a little more tender, and ten years before that they were somehow even more precious. Time chisels away at our bodies, like sand blown relentlessly on stone. It slowly softens, insidiously erases, and gradually but entirely dismantles everything we once thought we were. Nothing – and no one – stands victoriously against time. 

~ The Divine Diva Tour: A Fairy’s Tale ~

  1. Pink Frilly Fairy: Part OnePart Two, and Part Three
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