I am fucking fabulous!

I am fucking fabulous! People can say whatever else they want about me, but one trait should outshine all of them: I am resilient. I don’t understand how or why I attract the type of Mongolian cluster fucks that are magnetized to my presence, but I have been given the gift of survival. I find a way. Therein lies the balance, I suppose. Because of complications with money that began when I went to Biltmore a few weeks ago for a...

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Friends: More than the money

I drive around a great deal. And there are times when the faint business voice in my head clamors a bit louder than normal, or when my well of patience finally runs dry, and I get fed up enough to remove a club from my itinerary. And Secrets has teetered on that razor edge since the very first booking I had there a few months ago. But there are many factors to consider before going that route. First, I need the variety. I get bored...

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Bareback porn: Oh, snap!

So, Secrets has a particularly annoying habit of projecting bareback porn on the walls (and sometimes they go so far as displaying fisting), which is replete with all sorts of philosophical and business model problems in my (not very) humble opinion. It’s made even more hypocritical by the fact that there is (finally) a FUK!T condom dispenser at the entrance (Thanks, Matt!!). Sundays are “retro” night, and the...

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Let’s get nekkid n faymus

Devon, What was it like when you first danced naked? – C Hello  C! Well, there are different firsts. When I first danced in any state of undress at all (back in those innocent beginning days – HA!), I was standing backstage in a thong on the verge of throwing up. I heard them call my name, and for about three seconds I just stood there (remember: at that time I was still struggling with anorexia), fearing that people would...

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Some of them want to abuse you

I just got back from Secrets. I’m exhausted. The last month has been road trip after road trip, and I am going to try to take this coming weekend off completely. I have so much blogging to catch up on, and I want to thank everyone who emailed me questions/topics. I fully intend to catch up with all of this in the coming days as I rest and recover. But there is something grave I need to address first. I have spoken already about...

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The skin game

One of the reasons I wanted to wait to respond to the question posed on March 17, 2009’s entry concerning race is because I wanted to view the situation in a club outside of the South. Before I continue, I would like to add that I welcome comments and constructive discussions here; however, if I do say something that is insensitive or irresponsible, I invite anyone to point it out. To paraphrase a concept articulated by Obama...

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Dee-See -er- Bust

I’m excited to announce that Scotty and I will be going to a location that is not only new to us, but new in general. An old favorite in Washington, D.C. called Ziegfeld’s/Secrets was closed down about three years ago and demolished, so that the baseball stadium could be built. After a long wait, the club reopened about a month ago, and the management there invited us to come up at our earliest convenience… Well,...

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