The Usual Jocks
He came as frequently as ever and was still the center of the universe for Michael.
-Nial Kent
THE DIVIDED PATH
PHOTO: Baptiste Giabiconi, b. November 9, 1989
Baptiste is a male model from Marignane, France; aspiring French singer and muse of fashion designer, Karl Lagerfeld.
In an interview with Lagerfeld described Giabiconi as "a boy version of Gisele Bundchen: skinny, skinny but with an athletic body--good for clothes and great with no clothes."
http://myjourneywithjudy.blogspot.com/2010/09/karl-lagerfeldand-and-boyfriend.html
Twenty-five years ago today
February 9, 1987
Monday
The weekend wasn't all that bad. A brief summary would include the Friday "Eileen Round-Trip" date; Saturday breakfast with mom that included roundabout visits to Safeway and Walgreens; Stephanie's game party in San Bruno; and a very lazy Sunday with some tender loving care for my car.
Steve Flander called me at my office."Hi Michael…I'd like to invite you for a drink this Saturday with me and my friend, Michael Amadeo."
"Well, I'm going to L.A. this weekend."
Strangely enough, Michael Amadeo calls me with a brief telephone introduction and asks, "How about if you come to meet us at Flander's Albany home on Thursday night?"That caught me off-guard but I answered pleasantly by saying, "Okay, sure."
I figured they seem like harmless enough chaps. What the hell? It could prove rewarding.
Carla treated me for lunch at MAX's. It's the least she could do. I just paid the thirteen dollar ticket I got from the car she rented a few months back. She's truly irresponsible. She's now thinking of changing her Rio de Janeiro trip to Hawaii.
I urged her by saying, "You should, Carla. Hawaii is so much easier and you'll still get fun in the sun!"
Uh oh…Stephanie appeared at my parked car window. I had left the champagne she gave me at her house. How sweet of her to hand-deliver it to me.
I hit the gym on Monday night. The usual jocks were there: Mark, Phil, Stuart and Dave. I worked on the free weights. I had a good time. I am thinking of introducing Mark's kid brother, Phil, to my cousin Shonette West.
Stuart Western and I confirmed an outing for a drink soon.
Mark Landreth and I will soon hit the road for L.A.
To my surprise, Mark said, "You know, I called Annabelle Montero in Downey and told her that we're coming."
"You did! I tried calling her but her line was busy."
Johnny Schaefer said, "If you guys come…you're welcome to stay at my pad."
We shall see how things work out.
In a boarding school there are no secrets about who's built how and he might have had a boy's body, slight and frail, but one part of him was definitely well-developed and probably seemed more so because of the rest of him.
-James Kirkwood
GOOD TIMES, BAD TIMES, a novel
-Nial Kent
THE DIVIDED PATH
PHOTO: Baptiste Giabiconi, b. November 9, 1989
Baptiste is a male model from Marignane, France; aspiring French singer and muse of fashion designer, Karl Lagerfeld.In an interview with Lagerfeld described Giabiconi as "a boy version of Gisele Bundchen: skinny, skinny but with an athletic body--good for clothes and great with no clothes."
http://myjourneywithjudy.blogspot.com/2010/09/karl-lagerfeldand-and-boyfriend.html
Twenty-five years ago today
February 9, 1987
Monday
The weekend wasn't all that bad. A brief summary would include the Friday "Eileen Round-Trip" date; Saturday breakfast with mom that included roundabout visits to Safeway and Walgreens; Stephanie's game party in San Bruno; and a very lazy Sunday with some tender loving care for my car.
Steve Flander called me at my office."Hi Michael…I'd like to invite you for a drink this Saturday with me and my friend, Michael Amadeo."
"Well, I'm going to L.A. this weekend."
Strangely enough, Michael Amadeo calls me with a brief telephone introduction and asks, "How about if you come to meet us at Flander's Albany home on Thursday night?"That caught me off-guard but I answered pleasantly by saying, "Okay, sure."I figured they seem like harmless enough chaps. What the hell? It could prove rewarding.
Carla treated me for lunch at MAX's. It's the least she could do. I just paid the thirteen dollar ticket I got from the car she rented a few months back. She's truly irresponsible. She's now thinking of changing her Rio de Janeiro trip to Hawaii.
I urged her by saying, "You should, Carla. Hawaii is so much easier and you'll still get fun in the sun!"
Uh oh…Stephanie appeared at my parked car window. I had left the champagne she gave me at her house. How sweet of her to hand-deliver it to me.
I hit the gym on Monday night. The usual jocks were there: Mark, Phil, Stuart and Dave. I worked on the free weights. I had a good time. I am thinking of introducing Mark's kid brother, Phil, to my cousin Shonette West.
Stuart Western and I confirmed an outing for a drink soon.
Mark Landreth and I will soon hit the road for L.A.
To my surprise, Mark said, "You know, I called Annabelle Montero in Downey and told her that we're coming."
"You did! I tried calling her but her line was busy."
Johnny Schaefer said, "If you guys come…you're welcome to stay at my pad."
We shall see how things work out.
In a boarding school there are no secrets about who's built how and he might have had a boy's body, slight and frail, but one part of him was definitely well-developed and probably seemed more so because of the rest of him.
-James Kirkwood
GOOD TIMES, BAD TIMES, a novel
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