Saturday kicked it up a notch. The market was a lot busier: open minded arm chair fetishists come by and have a looksie, and the tension between the nubes and the full-on flogging pups is hot and thick in the air. Obviously, I finally talked to David Mason and you know how sometimes you meet someone that you admire and then afterwords you don’t admire them as much? Well, not the case here, David is as sweet as pie. Besides his high fashion take on fetish wear in Slick It Up, his blog House of Vader is one I read every day. It’s a porny, progressive place where David rants about muscles, video queens, steroids, and fashion, all the while backing it up with personal anecdotes. His point of view really plays around with ideas about masculinity and political correctness, and girl can tell a story. You remember Ongina’s hat that she wore to the reunion episode of Rupaul’s Drag race? David made that hat. I knew I was going to try and meet him, but when I finally saw how tall he was, (dude’s a gentle giant, SO HOT) I got a little pee shy and waited. Finally, it was nice to chitty chat about blogging and IML, I hope it’s not till next year that we get to hang out again. I bought some slicky gauntlets and made the BF try on some (holy crap I’m lucky) pants:
I was too late to get my boot shined by Boris, but put my name down for tomorrow. My cutie bootblack was totally cool about an interview and was not at all annoyed that I didn’t have a ballot. Soon, it would be time for “Pecs and Personality” and we needed to get our seats. I wasn’t until I walked into the theatre that I realized how big of a production this was:
Big Ms. Opening Number performed a song and got every one pumped. 54 leather men entered the stage and had a nice walk around, and with each you got something like this from the MC’s: “Contestant number 24, is Joe Bigguns, Mr. Leather Springfield 2008. He’s 5’11″ tall, weighs 178 pounds, has salt and pepper hair and blue eyes. Joe is a Medical case worker for people living with HIV. Hobbies include, hiking, going to the gym, BDSM, CBT, mentoring and positive thinking.” Serious! After that, they were each asked a pretty silly question designed to illicit cheap sexual innuendo, and overall there was not that much personality in the “Pecs and Personality” part of this contest. But really, no one want to sit through too much talking, and with 54 guys, they needed to keep things moving. Mr. Texas was an early TPR fave, and in the end our top picks were Texas, Bavaria, London, NYC, Mid States, Belgium, New Zealand, Michigan, and LA. Surprisingly, there was only one black contestant and two latinos, but about 10 from other countries, truly claiming the international status. Crazy, bouncy, Mr. Bavaria:
A good, good day, plenty to look at and take in, can’t wait for tomorrow. Spent, we went to get some sushi before late night activities commenced:
