Eddie = HAWT, but I don't consider what he does drag, exactly quite really. I mean, yes, it's heels and tons of makeup, but the Eddieness of it comes from the fact that he's not going for the kind of performance that drag typically does.
Once upon a time, I used to be able to articulate this stuff. Really.
There's the Happy Place RV Park [link] but it's in Oregon.
I only find Eddie Izzard hot when he's *not* in drag. Look at me, bucking the trends!
My sister! He's a damned hottie when I'm not distracted by the shoes and more makeup than my slut roommate in college wore.
Indeed!
Despite the shoes, HOTT.
And GUH.
HOT.
Yes, please.
Oh, my.
but I don't consider what he does drag, exactly quite really
Well, because he's not a faux-female, he's a man in a skirt and heels. There's a line between transvestitism and drag, and he hasn't crossed it.
Perkins, I always accept cake.
(Hint: this is your cue to give me some cake.)
Regardless of their current circumstances, any human on earth today can be happy. They have but to learn how to choose it.
Fuck them.
Is that just me, or does that bug others too?
I didn't read anything at the Happy Place because I was afraid of a website that calls itself the Happy Place.
I can choose to be happy. It's just that my choice involves semi-automatic weapons and a full tank of gas in a fast car.
Is that just me, or does that bug others too?
It bugs me as much as when my elder sister says, "Happiness is a state of mind." Um, whatever.
I can choose to be happy. It's just that my choice involves semi-automatic weapons and a full tank of gas in a fast car.
A friend of mine likes to say "I am in my happy place. I just happen to keep a chainsaw there."