14 June, 2006
NS (Non Smoker) was kind enough to invite me to see a play - "Love me, Dorothy!" Tuesday night which was a lovely thought given my parental absence. It is always so much fun to see him - we have a lot in common, but are both so evil that the conversation never becomes tiresome.
The play was, in short, truly hilarious. But not really in a good way. It was like one of those films where it's so bad that it is actually brilliant. NS felt the need to apologise to me the entire way through, but there was no need - I laughed so hard a little bit of wee came out.
Lines including 'my lady garden needs tending' really cheered me up. Check out this fabulous review.
Afterwards we decided to wander over to Trash Planet for a post mortem, and awkwardly, at the front door (there is a long stairwell to get up to the actual bar) there was a glittered gay sitting in a wheelchair having a conversation with the doorbitch (an intimidating and rather large lesbian wearing some type of odd red spacesuit) who appeared to not want to let him in. NS and I were obviously suitably upset by this and had a brief conversation (between us) about carrying him up the stairs in his wheelchair, before deciding that it wasn't particularly our business (maybe it was the Nazi lesbian doorbitch's presence...).
Shortly after we sat down to our first drink, we were surprised to see GG (Glitter Gay) making an awkward journey up the second stairwell by foot and realised that he was obviously well known by the lesbian doorbitch we had previously (and probably unfairly) labelled a Nazi.
He gatecrashed a group of poofs sitting near us and worked the room like a well known celebrity (aka prostitute), literally draping himself over one of them. We couldn't help but wonder if the wheelchair had been some type of initial prop.
The whole thing felt like a scene from a Todd Solondz film to be honest. Which of course, thrilled me no end.
* random photo of Leigh Bowery simply there because I think he was the most fabulous glittery gay of all...