Self-Explanatory
PHOTO: Jacques de Bascher 1951-1989
(muse and lover of fashion designer Karl Lagerfeld)
Growing up a homosexual in the 1940's in most places carried an overwhelming burden of guilt, self-hate and shame; perhaps not for everyone, but certainly for Yves St. Laurent.
'He was someone who couldn't admit his sexuality to begin with; perhaps he didn't even know it then or at least he wasn't completely concious of it, and yet he was already ashamed of what he was.'
-Alicia Drake
"The Beautiful Fall: Fashion, Genius, and Glorious Excess in 1970's Paris
Twenty-five years ago today
March 18, 1986
Tuesday
It's back to work. It wasn't so bad. The three day weekend helped. I needed that.
Today was even more beautiful than yesterday. At lunchtime Mary McTiernan and I ate at THE PIZZA BOAT. It was yummy good.
After work I did my bicycling run until six-thirty. I was going to hit the gym but Karen and Amy had plans to go to the Oakland Airport, so I invited them to come over to my house since I'm so nearby.
Amy said, "We'll be there by nine o'clock."
I didn't even talk to Chad this time. He knew I had called three times yesterday.
Larry had said, "All I know is that Chad told me it was none of my business as to why he wasn't returning your calls."
That was all I needed to hear. I'm a little fed up with Chad's games. And so what did I do? I called him again at 7:15PM—but he wasn't home, so forget it!
Amy and Karen came over and we watched some of that Sidney Sheldon book turned into TV-movie called IF TOMORROW COMES. We started to watch a bit of "A LITTLE SEX" after I explained how it was one of my all-time favorite movies.
It was fun to see their expressions when I asked, "Do you want to watch A LITTLE SEX?"
We had to cut the movie short as I had to guide them via my car to the Oakland Airport from my house.
Once I returned home I decided to go to sleep. I think Amy and Karen liked my place. We actually ordered a pizza which cleaned me out of my spare change.
I received a phone call from Bonni Jayne earlier in the evening. We talked about Elisa, a fellow high-school pal. Apparently Bonni had called Elisa. That phone called triggered a call from Elisa to me. Elisa and I had a nice chat. She's pregnant again and is due in seven weeks. Wonders never cease.
I also received a surprise phone call from Lorraine Garcia, the former receptionist gal at my gym. She's doing pretty well and is still living happily in Santa Rosa. Her mom died in January and I felt bad about that. Lorraine and I were actually chatting away on the phone while Amy and Karen were in my pad. I explained to Lorraine that Amy and Karen were visiting. I didn't say a lot about them. I imagine it was self-explanatory.
Dale Orlando had made a comment yesterday about knowing Richard Clark.
I said, "Yeah, I haven't seen him in a long time."
Dale nodded, "Yes, that's what Rick said."
I made no further inquiry about it. I know he was dying for me to ask the circumstances behind his running into Rick Clark—but I did not.
"Love is dangerous."
"If you know it's dangerous, that makes you treasure it, and you'll work harder to keep it."
"Love makes everything have more meaning."
-Candace Bushnell
"Sex and the City"
(muse and lover of fashion designer Karl Lagerfeld)
Growing up a homosexual in the 1940's in most places carried an overwhelming burden of guilt, self-hate and shame; perhaps not for everyone, but certainly for Yves St. Laurent.
'He was someone who couldn't admit his sexuality to begin with; perhaps he didn't even know it then or at least he wasn't completely concious of it, and yet he was already ashamed of what he was.'
-Alicia Drake
"The Beautiful Fall: Fashion, Genius, and Glorious Excess in 1970's Paris
Twenty-five years ago today
March 18, 1986
Tuesday
It's back to work. It wasn't so bad. The three day weekend helped. I needed that.
Today was even more beautiful than yesterday. At lunchtime Mary McTiernan and I ate at THE PIZZA BOAT. It was yummy good.
After work I did my bicycling run until six-thirty. I was going to hit the gym but Karen and Amy had plans to go to the Oakland Airport, so I invited them to come over to my house since I'm so nearby.
Amy said, "We'll be there by nine o'clock."
I didn't even talk to Chad this time. He knew I had called three times yesterday.
Larry had said, "All I know is that Chad told me it was none of my business as to why he wasn't returning your calls."
That was all I needed to hear. I'm a little fed up with Chad's games. And so what did I do? I called him again at 7:15PM—but he wasn't home, so forget it!
Amy and Karen came over and we watched some of that Sidney Sheldon book turned into TV-movie called IF TOMORROW COMES. We started to watch a bit of "A LITTLE SEX" after I explained how it was one of my all-time favorite movies.
It was fun to see their expressions when I asked, "Do you want to watch A LITTLE SEX?"
We had to cut the movie short as I had to guide them via my car to the Oakland Airport from my house.
Once I returned home I decided to go to sleep. I think Amy and Karen liked my place. We actually ordered a pizza which cleaned me out of my spare change.
I received a phone call from Bonni Jayne earlier in the evening. We talked about Elisa, a fellow high-school pal. Apparently Bonni had called Elisa. That phone called triggered a call from Elisa to me. Elisa and I had a nice chat. She's pregnant again and is due in seven weeks. Wonders never cease.
I also received a surprise phone call from Lorraine Garcia, the former receptionist gal at my gym. She's doing pretty well and is still living happily in Santa Rosa. Her mom died in January and I felt bad about that. Lorraine and I were actually chatting away on the phone while Amy and Karen were in my pad. I explained to Lorraine that Amy and Karen were visiting. I didn't say a lot about them. I imagine it was self-explanatory.
Dale Orlando had made a comment yesterday about knowing Richard Clark.
I said, "Yeah, I haven't seen him in a long time."
Dale nodded, "Yes, that's what Rick said."
I made no further inquiry about it. I know he was dying for me to ask the circumstances behind his running into Rick Clark—but I did not.
"Love is dangerous."
"If you know it's dangerous, that makes you treasure it, and you'll work harder to keep it."
"Love makes everything have more meaning."
-Candace Bushnell
"Sex and the City"
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