some nights,
a boy just wants to get dressed up,
grab the other boy,
and head out into the balmy los angeles night
in search of someplace a bit less . . .
expected.
the last night of february,
seventy eight degree day,
tim and i gussied up and headed to a new night
at a club in the toy district downtown.
tim was feeling . . .
sparkly.
and yes, those are beaded.
SOCIETY
was one part whorehouse, one part wes anderson, one part pierre et giles,
mixed heartily,
served nice n warm.
the staff was very friendly.
i liked.
i posed,
but i liked.
the twins are part of the band Elephant,
i gotta photograph these two . . .
next month,
any of you all wanna get out your high heels
and join?
i promise to be a gentle host.
(whatever that means.)