reasons for the ABBEY, west hollywood -

let's start with the fact that this bar

is not a bar like "cheers" was a bar.

"cheers" did not have brazilian go go boys.

let's just say it's a sunny little spot,

that's huge.

where one sunday you can meet your friends from out of town

to recover from the party the night before:

and the next sunday, 

you can simply commandeer a booth

thanks to your friend eduardo,

and soak up the sun:

the boys passing by:

and after enough don julio,

just be thankful.

for sun.  and boys passing by. and fries.

and your own boys,

settled in,

basking at the abbey.

the "weapons project" begins -

it started as a simple get together,

friends we knew,

people with diverse talents

that we felt could compliment each others gifts.

a chance to connect on a smaller scale.

so we brought eduardo:

and brandon:

and jo:

and ashley:

together under grr's watchful gaze:

what evolved,

over tim's insane menu

of puff pastry stuffed with lamb and turnips,

jalapeno soy braised broccolini,

and chocolate lava cakes,

was a project that we ALL get to collaborate on.

something secret

code named

"the weapons project".

it's still in the very early stages,

but it's the first time i get to collaborate

purely on an artistic level

with people i admire

and am thrilled to explore with.

more as this develops . . .

tim's magic hands -

not that i'd have ANY idea what this is like:

pit bulls will steal your soul -

hi.

we're here for your soul.

we'll also take some fries to go.

thanks.

intentionally cruel post intended to make you jealous, 2 -

so there i was,

minding my own business,

waiting for the phone to ring with boundless amounts of new business

(IT WILL HAPPEN!)

and i heard a truck pull up out front:

and yes, it was like christmas.

a BIG RED TRUCK THAT I GOT TO OPEN!!

seriously, how cool is that little door?

it's like some kind of sick advent calendar.

unwrapping was soooo coool!

and oh yes.

it gets topless.

maybe NOW some of you will come visit l.a.

huh?

the little black book party, part deux -

yep, it was good enough for another entry.

it was good enough front,

to back

from kitchen antics

to late arrivals

to all kinds of posing

in the end,

i just took the boquet 

and headed to bed.

the little black book party -

the concept was

come to our housewarming,

and bring a fabulous friend

that we DON'T know yet.

expand our circle.

people did their best.

there were familiar faces, and new.

shoes with pops of color

well behaved boys

"smoking" gallery owners

phillip and estela

bennie and his jet

connie chatting,

connie comparing leggings

(mine were leather.  gloat.)

connie . . . well, you should have seen this coming . . .

avec was even a GOOD GIRL.