Of course, I am a HUGE Cher fan. This upcoming OWN (Oprah Winfrey Network) show follows Cher’s daughter Chastity’s transformation into a man named Chaz.
Is this a man-crush forming?
I was a little sad that in the Republican “wave,” the male Tea Baggers mostly won, while some of the craziest lady tea baggers lost, including the anti-masturbation witch (DE), world wrestling CEO (CT), “man up” Arizona know-nothing
(AZ) (NV), and the tech titans (CA).
I find some small consolation in the growing popularity of right-wing Republicans who are public cryers. Most everyone knows about Glenn Beck, but now the spotlight turns on John Boehner, the new House Speaker (OH). He cries over innocent school children, the sacrifice of the soldiers, and his hardscrabble upbringing with 11 siblings. He’s also known for his orange skin color, heavy smoking, and coziness with all sorts of big money lobbyists. The New York Times remarked on “his quivering lips and moist lashes.”
Do you think men who don’t cry on camera are less trust-worthy?!
Pretty cool disguise. Apparently a Hong Kong guy in his 20s flew to Canada to seek refugee status looking like an elderly white man. Apparently he changed out of costume in the airplane bathroom. Amazing deception! I wonder what his ID looked like when he boarded.
This image of Sakurai Sho in a fall skirt is a palate cleanser after yesterday’s iccky story about frustrated Japanese heteros and the foreigners who can’t stop thinking about them.
Given the continued heat in Tokyo, it seems early to be thinking of wool, but that’s fashion and commerce I guess.
What do you think of skirts on men? This super-layered look makes Sho-san’s hips seem extremely wide and lady-like. Are the below the knee pants and tweed jacket supposed to add some masculinity to this look?
What do you think? Would you dress your man like this?
Had a lovely chat with this man and his “mini buta.” Buta means “pig.” The owner seemed thrilled to introduce his pet to all the people at the festival. He even made the pig squeal by encouraging us to touch his snout. I was in love.
Reading a 1960s literary book by last century’s most celebrated Japanese to English translator, I was struck by his use of charmingly out-dated English. Famous North American translator describes how famous Japanese Meiji writer turned his attention from geishas to “slatterns.” The setting was the start of the 20th century, and the fiction writer was making the impossible biological transition from young man to middle age.
The context made clear that the “slattern,” lacking the art of the geisha, was a barely obscured word for prostitute. What a now quaint word to denote lack of sophistication, slovenly hair and costume, and inadequate hygiene.
With this delicious new word in mind, what did I see in the JR Metro but white plastic heart-shaped high heels? Yes, the heel itself was in the shape of a valentine’s day heart with the point serving as the base of the heel. Below is the closest approximation I could find on Google images. And, trust me, somehow the white plastic was even more slattern-ish than the lucite model.
My only question is why, even in Tokyo on a hot evening, can men not signal slattern-iciousness the way ladies can and often do? Step it up, herbivores-ladies danshi-gyaruo-otomen!