Monday, December 26, 2005
Yes Jimmy, I spent the season with Madam Ex, and his new "host." His new LADY friend has enough handbag to support the style he grew up with back in SA. Having to wait till 10.20pm for my dinner didn't help my mood, while they chortled over his idea for a new hygeine product, the "wank poncho."
In other news, my brother has become a punk at the age of 36, and the mantle of Madam Pompadour has been taken over by my dear old ma, who dreams of a world tour of care homes. Better be careful she isn't mistaken for a resident of Shady Pines and forcibly medicated, not that she would mind. Magic mushrooms at 58, I ask you.
Love to all my readers.
Kleverkloggs and the dustbunnies.
Friday, December 09, 2005
"BRAND NEW TAGGED
THESE ARE GOING TO BE TOO BIG FOR ME
I NEED THEM TIGHT FOR COMPETITIONS
FOR OBVIOUS REASONS
PLEASE ASK ME ANY QUESTIONS
DON'T BE SHY"
I am beginning to wonder if this is some bid to subvert ebay, at the prices these artefacts are going for, perhaps delivery is in person!
MM: What about your old clothes? Like that outfit you wore in the ‘Happy House' video?
SS: I’ve still got them! I have, I haven't thrown them away. Maybe they’ll go up for auction for something like Greenpeace. My Mojo invitation has gone on the auction site for Greenpeace and it’s gone up to a few hundred pounds. That’s why I need a big house, somewhere to store all my old stuff! My leather outfit with my thigh boots (‘80-’81) actually went to Madame Tussauds. They made a dummy of me. I had to go and get fitted, and they had to measure my eyes and they had these pincers and you think you're gonna get your eye pulled out! And actually you see the eyeballs that they’re gonna give you. So I think early on they had me in my leather but I’ll have to ask them ‘Have you still got my outfit?’… ’Can I have it back?', ‘What happened to the dummy?’
Fab interview with the lady herself. I wish somebody had taken me to the original production of The Rocky Horror Show at 14!
Wednesday, December 07, 2005
Sunday, December 04, 2005
Well here's my first attempt at blogging under the influence, after spending the evening with my dissipated younger brother.
Shame on you lot, haven't you heard of "internalised homophobia?"
What queen would be so amateur, to think it important how old the shorts she was selling were, or a unique selling point. I think the joke is on the pooves. I hasten to add I found this on ebay while searching through "menswear, "and not on "gay int!"
I tell you babes, I'm this close to disappearring into a parady blog, just can't decide my alter ego, maybe Sybil is the one.
Here's to the international feeding frenzy every time I post an entry.
Hyperlinks? That's trying too hard!