i always thought men in eyeliner were kinda hot.
i should qualify that. no one i know needs to whip out their pencils and get to lining their eyes. and if eF were to jaunt into my makeup bag one day and saucily slap on some of my wet 'n wild jet black, it would undoubtedly send me into a downward spiral of fall 2000-esque homofear.
but once upon a time i was all young and madcap and shit and my angst was conveyed through black nail polish and i thought brian molko was my one true love. because brian molko was totally hot. he was 3 inches shorter than me and 20 pounds lighter with huge brown mud-puddle eyes and a voice that was 3 parts nails on a chalkboard, 2 parts angel. his songs begged someone, anyone- he wasn't particular- to come fuck him. he did drugs, was in a euro-punk/glam band and had an international reputation for leaving everyone he encountered orally pleased.
in his androgynous prime, he was the prettiest woman a man could be.
this is why i always thought men in eyeliner were kinda hot.
thank you, bono, for using your tour through the musical awards shows of the world to prove me wrong.
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well i'd hit that. the first pic that is. and i'm only partially kidding. maybe it's my gay san francisco mustache talking (and it does A LOT of talking, apparently)
so did you get up this morning and try to mickey rourke the stache? because your stache-envy during the barbara walters special was pretty pronounced.
I have stache envy of Brolin, Franco, Elliot, and to a lesser extent, the rest of the cast of Tombstone. I don't think it would be a good idea for someone to mickey rourke anything, let alone something as powerful as a good stache.
speaking of people who came out of the womb fully stached... sam elliot.
Yes, there is a stache in my house. The domestic environment is decidedly different.
better a mustache than eyeliner...
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