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( MY COMMENT----OUCH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!    gm )




I discovered a giggle-inducing trend yesterday as I cruised
the Interwebs. It apparently is becoming popular to add flair down there,
“completely bare with flair.” The new trend, a word that just rolls of the
tongue, is called vajazzling – yes, that is a combo of vajayjay and Bedazzle. There are shops in
New York, D.C. and Las Vegas that provide the service. A New York City location
said the two-step process of waxing and blingafying costs $120. Actress Jennifer
Love Hewett, who recently underwent the process, describes it succinctly.
“After a breakup, a friend of mine Swarovski crystalled my, um, precious lady,”
Hewitt said as a guest on George Lopez’ talk show “Lopez Tonight” “It shined
like a disco ball.” Who wouldn’t want that, right?

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Speaking of nudity, this past weekend 5,200 bared all for a
photo shoot at Sydney’s iconic opera house. The event was named “Mardi Gras: The
Base” in celebration of Sydney’s Gay and Lesbian Mardi Gras, according to a Reuters report.
I’m not sure I’d want to spend an hour naked on what was described as a cool
autumn day, but I certainly applaud those who did. “I thought it could be a bit
awkward, but it’s funny because when you’re naked and everybody else is naked,
you feel like you’re dressed, because everybody looks the same,” Steven Anglier
told Reuters. So, it’s like turning around during a 3D movie and seeing everyone
in silly blue and red glasses? OK, then. Wonder how many of the participants
were vajazzled.

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Moving on. Hyundai was airing
a new ad during the Olympics. You may not have seen it, as it did not run in
the U.S., only Canada. The commercial featured one lesbian leaving a lipstick
kiss and a phone number in a note on the windshield. Is it too risqué for U.S.
audiences? Hardly. The two women aren’t even on screen simultaneously. So why
not run it? Anyone? Bueller?

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Finally, I noticed blogger “Mombian” offered a Seussian challenge for the anniversary of the literary genius’
birthday. In honor of marriage equality in D.C. and Mexico City – and in the
hopes a positive decision comes out of California soon – I offer a stanza of
“How the Right Stole Marriage” with apologies to Dr. Seuss.
“Every gay
down in Queerville liked marriage a lot…
But the wingnuts, who lived just
north of Queerville, Did NOT!
The wingnuts hated marriage! The whole wedding
season! Now, please don’t ask why. No one quite knows the reason.
It could be
their heads weren’t screwed on just right.
It could be, perhaps, that their
shoes were too tight.
But I think that the most likely reason of all
May
have been that their hearts were two sizes too small.
But, whatever the
reason, the heart or the shoes, wingnuts stood there hating the gays,
Staring
down from their cave with a sour, frown at the warm lighted windows below in
their town.
For they knew every gay down in Queerville beneath was busy now
arranging their wedding wreath.
And they’re buying their rings!
They
snarled with a sneer,
Soon there’s a Prop. 8 decision! It’s practically
here!”