A New Year’s Eve Tribute to Armand …

… wherever he may be …


The Swindlers and Showgirls NYE party was a TON of fun! I played poker! I even won some hands, which is clearly what makes poker fun, I now know. Much thanks to the partymakers and partygoers for a fantastic time. Some year, I’ll get to stay past 12:30 a.m. Love you, darlings!

6 Responses to “A New Year’s Eve Tribute to Armand …”

  • t8bloom
    January 15, 2009 at 12:00 pm

    Daaaaaaaaaaames, are temporary flaaaaaames, to you! (that Armand I think?) 😉


  • sarabellae
    January 15, 2009 at 12:14 pm

    Yep. That’s the one. Whenever I have accessories in big hair or a hat, I think of him.


  • lunagirl35
    January 15, 2009 at 2:20 pm

    I saw him several years ago at Gay Pride at the Capitol in his shorty short b.v. Gym shorts. He was in the beer garden cruising the boys. True story, I swear!


  • sarabellae
    January 15, 2009 at 11:08 pm

    Oh, I believe every word of it.


  • gypsy_ritsa
    January 16, 2009 at 12:55 am

    You are always gorgeous, but you looked especially stunning that night. I’m so glad you had fun. I sure did too! 🙂


  • sarabellae
    January 16, 2009 at 11:22 am

    What a magnificent compliment, especially from one as lovely as you! Thank you, sweetheart. Your party rocked!


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