In the 90s I lived on W12th Street and he was a neighbor. Much younger and a bit cuter then, but not my type at all. He was very flirty and at times pushy trying to get me to go up to his apartment. I think he found me interesting because I knew nothing about fashion and could care less. Ran into him at the Roxy one night and saw the crazy queens throwing themselves at him, quite something considering he had zero sex appeal. I learned that any gay celebrity can get dick because fame makes you look so much better.
You mean you *couldn't* care less.
by Anonymous | reply 1 | January 4, 2020 2:02 AM |
He raped me with his awful fashion designs.
by Anonymous | reply 2 | January 4, 2020 2:03 AM |
Didn't he design caftans?
by Anonymous | reply 5 | January 4, 2020 2:20 AM |
He needs to star in Hairspray. Emilio Sosa should do the costumes.
by Anonymous | reply 6 | January 4, 2020 2:25 AM |
I get him mixed up with ChiChi LaRue
by Anonymous | reply 7 | January 4, 2020 2:39 AM |
I understand, R7. Must be the chins.
by Anonymous | reply 8 | January 4, 2020 3:08 AM |
R8 my aunt lived at the Butterflied House on W 12th
by Anonymous | reply 9 | January 4, 2020 3:12 AM |
I knew him in the late 80s. Really sweet and funny.
by Anonymous | reply 10 | January 4, 2020 3:18 AM |
R8 Hope auntie is leaving her apartment at the Butterfield House to you, great windows.
by Anonymous | reply 11 | January 6, 2020 1:50 AM |