Jordan bought this adorable assortment of doughnuts at Tastease on New Park Avenue in Hartford last Friday and she spent so much time photographing them, I’m not sure if she actually ever got around to eating any. They’re a bit too pretty to eat anyway.
For the holidays!
March 23, 2008, is a very special day for JC.
Silly, it’s the 103rd anniversary of Joan Crawford’s birth! What did you think I was going to say?
JC is one of the original Hollywood sirens, a figure only made more iconic through the lens of the movie Mommie Dearest, based on her adopted daughter’s account of her abusive life with her mother. Check last month’s Vanity Fair to get a very different viewpoint from JC’s other adopted children, twins Cathy and Cindy.
Would we still revere JC without Mommie Dearest? I’m not sure, but guessing not. Are all the drag shows really just about Faye Dunaway? Again, I don’t know–but I like Mommie Dearest a bunch. And I love JC drag. Which is what makes bingo with the CT Gay Men’s Chorus so fun.
I’m guessing you think I’m going to go all, “Don’t fuck with me fellas, this isn’t my first time at the rodeo” on you. That’s not even my favorite line. I really, really like when Faye storms into that penthouse she’s turning into a showcase for Pepsi Cola and tears a new asshole into the contractor, screaming, “Tear down that BITCH of a bearing wall and put a window where it ought to be!”
Plus, JC on YouTube sucks. So, I’m giving you a short oddity. A glamorously different glimpse of JC–on the 70’s pseudo-paranormal series, “The Sixth Sense.”
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