Gaiety: February 2008 Archives

This banned Carl Jr's advertisement is both disgusting and genuinely homoerotic.

Sweden's favorite redheaded imp invents a new word.  WARNING: This is only moderately amusing.

For those who unfamiliar with the joy of PIPPI, please read John Sanchez's classic paean at Blair Magazine. 

Believe it or not, Liz Taylor turned 76 today. You wouldn't know it from watching her talk about marriage in this video. As my grandmother used to say, "if I could only be as beautiful as Elizabeth Taylor!!" If only!!!

Happy, b-day, La Liz!

happy day!  Rosie O'Donnell and Fran Drescher (the nanny all the boys want to fuck, and all the girls want to BE!!) have announced that they are doing a sitcom together.  Rosie plays a boorish and overweight (but lovable) oaf with a hot blonde wife.  Fran plays her friend, a woman who considers herself a sexpot despite her extremely grating voice.  What network this sitcom will be on and what it will be about has not been announced yet, because, like many of Rosie's projects, it is imaginary.  (See also: Nip/Tuck spinoff, MSNBC talk show...)

Rumors abound that the cast will also include COURTNEY THORNE-SMITH, Hollywood's Wealthiest Actress, in the role of Rosie's long-suffering but good-natured (and hot) lesbo partner.  Great choice!  As we all know, Courtney Thorne-Smith has never failed to produce a HIT. 

A total fey klassic! Could anything be gayer than an animated Madonna singing lyrics like "pink elephants and lemonade" and "the golden gate where the fairies all wait"???

Hillary Clinton is asked, by Ellen Degeneres, a simple question—will she or will she not ban glitter?—and of course responds with trademark Clinton double-speak: it’s not a simple “yes or no” question, allow it for some, ban it for others (e.g. those "over twelve”).

I don’t know about you, but I can’t take four (or eight) more years of this! (via Towleroad)

Because the puritanical Academy neglected to include Brad Renfro in its montage of recently deceased celebrities, Fey Friends will now take the opportunity to present this “Sexy Tribute” appropriated from a Youtube user named, adorably, “donttouchmetodd” (who is also apparently the keeper of bradrenfro.org).

This was clearly Tilda’s idea. (from Salon)

I had no idea the erratically brilliant British riot grrl/queercore act Huggy Bear ever put out a video. Apparently they did, and for "Pansy Twist" -- their faggiest song -- no less!

Huggy Bear meant a lot to young, music-loving gays of the time because they showed us you could be gay and punk...without being Pansy Division.

Special bonus: penis in the bathtub!

someone just found this scandalous picture of HS the musical's most famous giant overplucked sexbaby doing hot gay makeout with his supposed boyfriend. actually it's just a kiss on the cheek, but they are shirtless and faggy so i guess it counts. anyway, what i would like to know is 1) how do we know this is zac efron if we can't even see his face and 2) is it still gay if your boyfriend is SHANE from the L word?! (Photo Source)

During tonight’s CNN non-face-off, one talking head stood out—and it was, unsurprisingly, neither Barack nor Hillary. It was former waiter and Univision anchor Jorge Ramos! In asking each of his questions, this salt-and-pepper dreamboat began by letting a string of sexy Spanish phrases tumble from his sly grin and ended with a heart-melting flutter of bedroom eyes (that were also shooting skeptical laser-beams at Hilly, the recipient of the highly coveted official Fey Friends presidential endorsement, at least for today).

Kinda like Anderson Cooper, if Anderson Cooper wasn’t such a whiney WASP.

More sexy pixxx after the jump!

Wow, the British are even well-mannered with their homophobic vandalism. A polite but firm "no"? LOL

The Lancashire Telegraph has all the scoop on this incendiary bit of hate speech.

(h/t Queerty)

Like the shameless trendwhores they are, gay politicos have fled the sunk and sinking ships of the Edwards and Clinton campaigns to chase the white dragon called Barack Obama.

According to this feature on Queerty, where they interviewed three high-ranking gaympaign members about their support,  these thoughtful, professional homos chose Obama because 1) He's like, you know, all hopeful and shit; 2) We met at a party, LOVE him; and 3) I dunno, pass the poppers!

Way to decide this one on the merits, boys. JEEZ. Why don't teh gays realize how delightfully andro and feybulous America would be under a Mr. President Hillary Clinton? Or how boring and sanctimonious it will be if we're stuck with this guy for four years?

Oh well, I know this race is over. My sole consolation is knowing that by voting for Obama, I will also be voting for her.

Davey Wavey, Fey Friends spiritual advisor and preferred twink of ogling daddies worldwide, is selling one of his famous paintings on eBay! No, it’s not one of the Pollockesque canvases on which the artist made his name. It’s a tetraptych paint-pen epic, mind-blowingly titled The Entire Universe Dwells Within You, which depicts some dude barfing out a rainforest. And it could be yours for a mere 12,100 USD—half of which goes to charity (obviously), the other to help our shirtless wonder continue his journey of wonderment.

Of course, given the history of the bidding, which started at just 100 (!), you’ll likely have to shell out a bit more by the auction’s close two days from now. But no matter. I know how many hearts out there melt like rainbow skittles when faced with DW's sunny personality (and pert nipples) on Youtube. Oh, and that fabled mill-building loft that houses our waxed Buddha? It’s apparently in North Kingstown, RI. On your marks, get set…

Here's a little NSFW (but only just barely) clip from BBC 2's miniseries adaptation of Alan Hollinghurst's brilliant "The Line of Beauty." It would seem difficult to turn Hollinghurst's story of (mostly gay) sex and political intrigue among privileged mid-80's Thatcherites into a totally NOT HOT bore, but on the basis of this and this clip, that's pretty much what they've done.

Ugh.

Couldn't they at least have inserted a dissolve or a wipe to suggest that our protagonist Nick (who in the film looks like an even dykier Chris O'Donnell) was capable of lasting longer than -- and I counted -- 17 seconds? 17 seconds WITH a condom? That's just shameful.

They've sold a multicam sitcom pilot to ABC about--wait for it--a gay guy and his straight best friend and business partner! It's just like "Will & Grace" only this time...it's just like "Will & Grace."

Variety reminds us not to confuse this pilot with Max Mutchnick and David Kohan's last project, a stalled pilot at CBS about...a gay guy and his straight best friend and business partner!

Wow.

Well well well well well well well.

It seems that we here at FeyFriends are not alone in obsessing, dreaming, and drooling over the silverfox god that is TR Pescod. I suppose it is only natural that Silver Feast, the site devoted to all things salt + pepper + MALE, would take an interest in the man who singlehandedly made gray pubes the accessory du jour. I'll even reluctantly admit that they got there first. TR Pescod IS a whole lotta man...surely there's enough to go around?

WRONG.

Silver Feast, consider yourself warned: this feud's gonna be bloody.

Here at feyfriends, nothing gets our LOINS twitching faster than a sexy democratic PUNDIT.  unfortunately, for several years we've been stuck with unattractive, simpy losers like janeane garafalo, al franken, and actually i can't think of any more because clearly they are just that unremarkable.  the point is that none of those idiots could ever hope to compete with a hot to trot good-time-gal like laura ingraham, an icy temptress with fire down below like ann coulter (a bona fide fag hag to boot!), or even that roly-poly PNP daddy bear, Rush Limbaugh himself!  Republicans may be AIDS-loving assholes and fuckwads, but they surely do punditry right.

Thank God CLIFF SCHECTER finally came along.  Not only does he have a VIRILE, MUSCULAR rhetorical style that would satisfy any quivering sub at the Eagle, but he is also a total fucking stud.  In this, his UNABASHEDLY EROTIC first appearance on MSNBC, he wipes the floor with the LOLishly named "republican strategist" Cleta Mitchell.  Watch how he cuts right to the heart of the matter, righteously calling out the Republican Party for what it is-- "The party of criminals and pedophiles!"  BE STILL MY HEART.  You can tell Cleta's getting a little hot under the collar herself.  Cliff: if you're ever up for a little sexy roleplay, call me.  I'll be Nancy Reagan.

* (Okay, this video is really old, but Cliff doesn't seem to have made many appearances this election season.  I was worried about his whereabouts until I got word that he is working on a super secret project due out soon.  I hope it's a CALENDAR!)

Electronic music duo, Bjork collaborators, and longtime gay lovers Matmos have released a free bleepy-bloopy mp3 single from their forthcoming LP, "Supreme Balloon"...and it's called "Rainbow Flag."

I bet they timed it especially for the FeyFriends launch.

Matmos - Rainbow Flag.mp3

The homecoming queen may have a gun, but the ice queen’s gotta hammer—a "Lille"-hammer! Julie Brown (not Downtown) takes on Tonya Harding (and thus Nancy Kerrigan).

Where has this sassy firecracker been hiding? According to her blog: at gay clubs in Puerto Vallarta, at her mom's house eating Kentucky Fried Chicken, and in first class with Tyra Banks. OK, in front of, not really with Tyra Banks. Actually, America’s Toppiest of Top Top Models not only wouldn’t talk with Brown but also made her feel like a psycho fan, “pretty D-list.” And this, to the A-est thing in town!

Even when Camille gets a bit batty, or starts repeating herself about the nonexistence of global-warming or the unsung brilliance of Sean Hannitty (read: always) she can usually be counted on to wax hilariously poetic in eulogy of some recently deceased b-lister or TV actress.

From Salon:

I was shocked to read of the recent death of Suzanne Pleshette, one of the most intelligent and underutilized actresses in Hollywood. (snip) Because Pleshette died over the Martin Luther King holiday weekend, the first bulletins on major online news sites, clearly being manned by 25-year-old greenhorns in the absence of senior staff, made reference only to the death of an unnamed actress who had played a "TV wife." I didn't even bother looking at first. A day later, however, as the impact hit (and vacationing cognoscenti clearly squawked), Pleshette's name was blazoned in every headline.

Pleshette loomed large in my book for the British Film Institute on Alfred Hitchcock's "The Birds," where she plays a darkly lovelorn schoolteacher, Annie Hayworth, who gets cut down by a flock of crows in chaotic Bodega Bay, Calif. Pleshette's deft parry and thrust, punctuated by cigarettes, with the coolly composed Tippi Hedren, is a model of virtuoso screen acting. For the book, I used a full-page on-set candid photo of Pleshette with the caption, "Annie Hayworth may be dead, but Suzanne Pleshette lives!" She'll certainly live forever for me. Here's a fan Web site ("More than Emily Hartley") devoted to wonderfully elegant Pleshette pix, including European magazine covers.

"Shocked", Camille? Really? Anyway, Suzanne was pretty rad so we'll allow Cammy her excesses this time around.

Allow me to direct your attention to moments "1:32" and "1:36".

(Belated)

A renewed feeling of buoyancy and energy, radiant hair and skin, and less gas and bloating!? And I just have to pull this oily green rope of "build-up" from my ass? Sign me up!

That Ty Pennington—host of Extreme Makeover Home Edition and, it follows, most annoying, self-congratulatory, moist-eyed moralist on TV since Sally Struthers—has ADHD should surprise no one. Nor should the fact that he hawks (or hawked?) a line of ADHD ("art*design*home*decor") t-shirts, the sales of which I assume benefit deserving hyperactive families all across America. But why the OMFUG?

Not that I’m one of those people who goes around moaning about the fall of CBGB (as if I ever actually went there) and about the “decline of New York,” but still. I’m sure if he had his way, he’d tear down the club’s graffitied walls and build a rainforest wet bar or a Horton Hears a Who bedroom. Seems to me nothing could have been more detrimental to punk than Ritalin and, you know, Ty Pennington.

Militant gay "objectivist" and Amazon review superstar JOHN GALT shares his picks for the WORST gay movies and tv shows of all time, with reasoning only an ATLAS SHRUGGED fan could make sense of...

On Brokeback Mountain, Mr. Galt opines:

"Totally overestimated film that doesn't even attempt to develop the cowboys' relationship. We are led to believe they fall in love only after having stereotypical anal sex (doggy style) that only a straight male film maker would depict."

but maybe they just wanted to fuck and watch tv?!

I'm not gay, brah, I just want to toss your salad.

(Via Lindsayism)

Artemisbell (aka Diana Campanella) currently has 257 videos of herself dancing in front of her front door to a wide selection of jams, including those by Deee-lite and the B-52s (natch) and CeCe Peniston.

Uh oh. The final collections of the finalists (and decoys) from "Project Runway" have already leaked. Blah as this season's been so far, I know it won't be long till I cave in and click on this, thus spoiling what little suspense remains.