precious
pretenders: I like the way you cross the street 'cause you're precious.
laura: Stories involving love are my favorite.
girlontape: That one ditched me because i wouldn't cook for him, this one because i invited him over for dinner. I'm confused.
boybeasties: I want you to want me, as long as you don't really want me.
pretenders: You made me wanna, made me wanna, made me make it.
my copilot: Chicks rule, boys make good pets.
girlontape: My kingdom for a pet training manual.
the doctor: Let them be.
pretenders: Oh, you're so mean.
laura: Stories involving love are my favorite.
girlontape: That one ditched me because i wouldn't cook for him, this one because i invited him over for dinner. I'm confused.
boybeasties: I want you to want me, as long as you don't really want me.
pretenders: You made me wanna, made me wanna, made me make it.
my copilot: Chicks rule, boys make good pets.
girlontape: My kingdom for a pet training manual.
the doctor: Let them be.
pretenders: Oh, you're so mean.
another boytoy bites the dust
chew me outcool me down
my body is a weapon
waiting at your door
hold me under
don't let go
chicks on speed
dress maria cher
necklace condimentos
el discreto encanto de patricia de monserrat
patricia: La brisa traía ideas raras esa noche.
alejandro magno: Sino puedo arrancarte una palabra, al menos te arrancaré un gemido.
juan josé arreola: Como a buen romántico, la vida se me fue detrás de una perra.
charlie chaplin: La vida es deseo, no significado.
patricia: Hubo una época en que uno quería ser el mejor amante, el más amado. Está el apuro por lograrlo y el apremio en la sangre le juegan a uno una mala pasada.
alejandro magno: Sino puedo arrancarte una palabra, al menos te arrancaré un gemido.
juan josé arreola: Como a buen romántico, la vida se me fue detrás de una perra.
charlie chaplin: La vida es deseo, no significado.
patricia: Hubo una época en que uno quería ser el mejor amante, el más amado. Está el apuro por lograrlo y el apremio en la sangre le juegan a uno una mala pasada.
girlFamily
"Te presento a nuestra tía abuela Fanny...solterona" aclara mi primo Giancarlo al mandarme esta foto y añade: "Fue una bella mujer para su época...elegante, fina, íper culta...re hinchabolas."Después me cuenta mi padre que nuestra prócer solía frecuentar la crème romana. QUÉ CRÈME le pregunto yo. "Y...la tía Fanny y todos sus príncipes" contesta él riendose "leyendo y bailando." Cómo no me llegaron tus ojos claros tía...suerte que tu espíritu sí.
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Meet my Great-Aunt Fanny, an old maid as my cousin Giancarlo pointed out upon sending me her portrait, adding: "She was a beautiful woman in her time...elegant, refined...a total ballbuster."
My dad describes her as an intellectual fashion queen, dallying in Roman high society. WHAT HIGH SOCIETY I want to know. "Oh...Aunt Fanny and all her princes," he replies laughing "always reading and dancing." Why did your blue eyes not reach me Aunt F...thankfully your spirit did.
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Questa è la mia prozia Fanny, napoletana e zitella secondo mio cugino Giancarlo che tanto gentilmente mi ha mandato il suo ritratto. "Era una bella donna per la sua epoca...coltissima, elegante, una rompicoglioni," chiarisce poi.
Aggiunge mio padre che la nostra antenata frequentava l'alta società romana. "Cioè??" voglio sapere io. "Eh...la zia Fanny e tutti i suoi principi," mi risponde ridendo. "Sempre a leggere e a ballare." Com'è che non mi sono arrivati i tuoi occhi chiari zia? Fortuna che il tuo spirito si.
i wanna go bang!
hoy es un día maravilloso. ayer lo fue también, y mañana vamos a bailar trincado. no falta nada.
gallery boat
Nuestro anfitrión dixit: "Nos tocó una noche esplendida, soberbia, unisona (robandole un adjetivo a Borges). Caída del sol sobre el agua, brisa de la tarde, drinks, gente linda." Tal cual...gracias Francis!
i don't know no love songs & i can't sing the blues anymore
It won't be long before another day
We gonna have a good time
And no one's gonna take that time away
You can stay as long as you like
two girls talk about a guy
girl 1: He's hot.
girl 2: Well he's here for a week, so you can get laid 35x.
girl 1: At least I'll have time to get to know him before he takes off.
girl 2: Oh no...you don't want to get to know him.
girl 1: So why don't you go for it?
girl 2: I would...except, you know.
girl 1: Oh yeah I forgot. Omg he's so cute.
girl 2: Is it still cheating if it's with two people?
girl 1: Nice try, sister.
girl 2: Damn.
girl 2: Well he's here for a week, so you can get laid 35x.
girl 1: At least I'll have time to get to know him before he takes off.
girl 2: Oh no...you don't want to get to know him.
girl 1: So why don't you go for it?
girl 2: I would...except, you know.
girl 1: Oh yeah I forgot. Omg he's so cute.
girl 2: Is it still cheating if it's with two people?
girl 1: Nice try, sister.
girl 2: Damn.
leukemia looks like this
"I started documenting my sister the day she entered the hospital for her first round of treatment. These images were taken from February 22, 2006 to April 3, 2006 at Cedar's Sinai.
This was just the beginning of a very long year of Loryn's horrific treatment...."
Lindsey's amazing pictures and story continue here. Check them out, donate if you can.
crash
conversación con mein liebe editor, que me mandó este clip para aliviar la llegada del blue monday
girlontape: 95-57-95 hijo de perrraaa!!!
mein liebe editor: La frase del año: no te atrevas a desearme.
girlontape: Libertad para los presos en su psiquiatrico.
mein liebe editor: Ella es todo.
girlontape: La tiranía über alles.
mein liebe editor: Repito, ella es todo. Con todas esas generaciones encima y sus medidas.
girlontape: Me atrevo a desearla.
mein liebe editor: Yo la quiero en mi mesa de luz...gritandome por las madrugadas no te atrevasssssssssssssss a deseaaaaaarme!!
girlontape: Voy ya para la panamericana; quiero que me choque.
mein liebe editor: No seas tan cronenberg.
girlontape: crash es todo. A ver donde dejé mis portaligas de encaje...
mein liebe editor: No te olvides el corsé de cuero, enfermaaaa
girlontape: No te atreves a desearme!
girlontape: 95-57-95 hijo de perrraaa!!!
mein liebe editor: La frase del año: no te atrevas a desearme.
girlontape: Libertad para los presos en su psiquiatrico.
mein liebe editor: Ella es todo.
girlontape: La tiranía über alles.
mein liebe editor: Repito, ella es todo. Con todas esas generaciones encima y sus medidas.
girlontape: Me atrevo a desearla.
mein liebe editor: Yo la quiero en mi mesa de luz...gritandome por las madrugadas no te atrevasssssssssssssss a deseaaaaaarme!!
girlontape: Voy ya para la panamericana; quiero que me choque.
mein liebe editor: No seas tan cronenberg.
girlontape: crash es todo. A ver donde dejé mis portaligas de encaje...
mein liebe editor: No te olvides el corsé de cuero, enfermaaaa
girlontape: No te atreves a desearme!
nazis fuera
mensaje a circular:
obispo nazi williamson: residente no grato en argentina
copiar y enviar a:
• secretaría de culto
• senado de la nación: julio.cobos@senado.gov.ar
• cámara de diputados: efellner@diputados.gov.ar
info del tema
gracias alejandro por organizar esta campaña virtual
obispo nazi williamson: residente no grato en argentina
copiar y enviar a:
• secretaría de culto
• senado de la nación: julio.cobos@senado.gov.ar
• cámara de diputados: efellner@diputados.gov.ar
info del tema
gracias alejandro por organizar esta campaña virtual
cuatro escritores que bailan...
...y la verdadera estrella de la muestra curada por el artista del momento en la casita: los moschinos vintage del linkillo, dando fe al dicho del clubber intelectual que la elegancia es lo último que se pierde.
friends
otro escritor que baila y lisa lisa hacen corazoncito en la inauguración de la colectiva curada por sebastián freire en casa brandon, donde siempre hace bien parar un rato
happy birthday bob get up stand up
we're jamming
to think that jamming was a thing of the past
we're jamming, jamming
and I hope this jam is gonna last
jam's about my pride and truth I cannot hide
too keep you satisfied
true love that now exist is the love I can't resist
so jam by my side
siguen afanando mis pix
hoy salió esta foto mia en clarín y como la publicaron sin mi credito me lo doy acá!!clarín newspaper ran this picture uncredited today so I'm claiming authorship here
***grrr***
i get by with a little help from my friends
they're beautiful, they're sexy, they're in love...and they're fighting the good fight: let's give lindsey and patrick a hand in defeating blood cancer and make mr. sabatini man of the year!
harvey milk lives
When harvey milk became the first openly gay official elected in this country he gave a famous speech saying that this wasn't his victory, but that of minorities everywhere. "Somewhere in Des Moines or San Antonio there's a kid listening to this, and he's got one of two choices: coming to San Francisco, or staying where he is and fighting."
milk screenwriter dustin lance black, photographed by gus van sant
ps. thank you romeo mag for this gorgeous & inspiring post...
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Al ser el primer político abiertamente gay en ser elegido para un cargo público en EEUU en 1977, harvey milk afirmó en un famoso discurso que esta no era su victoria, sino la de todas las minorías.
"En algún rincón en Des Moines o San Antonio hay un chico escuchandome, y tiene una de dos: venirse a San Francisco, o quedarse y pelearla."
dustin lance black, el guionista de milk, fotografiado por el director gus van sant
ps. gracias romeo mag por este post tan inspirador...
long live nan
after watching nan's video, my friend mary poppins asked how would i compare 70s NY with contemporary BA? i answered her in spanish, so here goes my translation:
as far as drag queens and the gay/lesbian/bi/TG community many human rights battles were won since the 70s, both here & up north...though sadly there's still much injustice to defeat (gobama!)
after the 70s came AIDS, so now we live in a different world: that of the survivors; and this is true across borders
as far as the spirit of nan, cookie mueller & friends, they're our pathfinders but as far as i can see many of us still dance to the beat of the same drum: love of art...of freedom...of each other; here, there, everywhere; hopefully for a long time to come.
nan does new york
"They say photographers are voyeurs but I wasn't crashing. This was my party.
Taking pictures allowed me to be in control and out of control at the same time."
nan goldin
ps. thank you andrés for posting these amazing clips...
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