artificiality

At the gym yesterday (chest and back) I was listening to DJFSG mixes and watching people. One of the prevailing aesthetics here seems to have no sensitivity for what appears natural and what doesn't.

Using steroids with a lack of a sense of looking not big, not muscular, but oddly bulgey, is creepy. Like an approximation of naturalness that doesn't quite get it right. Muscle bumps on small-framed guys just look weird.

Monotone dark dyed facial hair on men (for the very few who have it.) Facial hair is almost never monotone on white guys and it's not that hard to dye it in a way where it looks natural. Monotone dark looks like it might rub off on your clothes. I wonder if the point is to have it look natural, or have it just not be gray. If it's obvious you have gray hair does it lessen the impact to replace it with something dark and unnatural? I guess so but I can't get my head around it. And the upkeep!

I won't even get into the huge silicone/saline racks.

There was an older woman who decided she liked me, I guess, she kept looking at me and then when she caught my eye she smiled. As I started to smile back in a polite way I saw that her tightly-pulled face couldn't really express a natural smile anymore. It was like a scarhole on a burn victim that cracked open when she lowered her jaw.

Weird weird wierd.

Pink Tableau

Our lovely and charming host Paul in Fire Island had set up a cocktail station for a party when we were there.

Ernie couldn't help but pose.



I decided "Pink Tableau" is a great band name.

Orange County Fair

I went with lefty neighbor Beverly and an equally lefty friend of hers to the Orange County Fair yesterday. 37,000 people were there at noon (because it was free!). Contrary to the popular image of The OC, on average it's a lot more cut-rate trashy than it is upscale.



There was a mundaneness to it that weighted the air like a miasma of low expectations and bafflement.

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I had to go to a gay bar afterwards and all the boys came with girls and then talked to other boys while the girls sat around. I saw a woman who was fabulous, in an Edie Sedgwick sort of way, and she was from Brooklyn. Bringing her straight Jordanian husband to party with the fags because every other possibility was *just* *horrible*.

Tired

Tired, originally uploaded by Gregtography.

Almost perfect

Almost perfect, originally uploaded by Gregtography.