Monday, August 24, 2009
Now I have lived in Orlando since back in the very late..., well let's just say it's been a long time. Orlando never had any actual high end stores. The one Burdine's in the Altamonte Springs Mall was a level 3, and that meant they had a Gucci counter. Trust me I know this because I bought my first Gucci credit card holder there. I I felt swell. I would visit this counter often. So besides that one Burdine's we had nothing. No Macy's, no Saks, no Tiffany, no Cartier. I know what you are thinking, "How could you live there and possibly survive?" Believe me it wasn't easy. Lucky for me I always did a lot of traveling and then my friend Joe moved to S. Florida and they have all those stores. I would visit Joe often on weekends and I would see those trips not just for the bars, the boozing and the boys, but also as major shopping expeditions. I would buy just about anything and haul it back to Orlando.
Everyone wanted to be us, no matter the cost or possible personal embarrassment. Craig found some garage sail stick on spots in white. I snatched them up and proceeded with the envious task of sticking them on the boys packages as the white on top of the black Calvins really showed up great. I will admit that the bigger their package, the more time I spent applying spots. Tim got a coverall effect, others just got a peace sign or a small arrow.
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Thursday, July 23, 2009
I live in Florida and have been to both Spain and Mexico many times. I was also in Spanish Honor Society in High School. Yep, you guessed it, I can barely speak it at all. I can however tell most cab drivers from Madrid to Mexico City, where I want to go; how much I am willing to pay to get there, and to get back. I can also order off the menu and make sure we all get to the hottest night clubs no matter how scary that part of town may be at night.
Sunday, July 19, 2009
Sunday, July 12, 2009
So here I am,
Okay, you got me. I am a self titled and self professed Glamour Boy. A title that me and many of my friends have carried for 20 years.
I lived my life for many years as if I were a supermodel. I grew my hair LONG and invested in some amazing Steam Rollers. Hot rollers? Never! I could do a 4 roller full body set, but for special occasions; 13 rollers and voila!
My boys were beautiful men, muscled, toned and groomed, and no one even smoked. We were all such wonderful friends and making our way in the World . But on the weekends, I led them all on a very wild ride that lasted many years. Costumes, props and travel. Fun and mayhem. Drama? Not really. I was very careful with my influence. I knew I had a lot of power over the boys but I always used my power for good and not for evil. But those who crossed me were crossed off and tossed out. Many tried to break in (usually for the sole purpose of sleeping with one of my boys) and believe me it wasn't easy, even if the boys were. You were always on probation with me. My way or highway honey.
I was usually one step ahead of our press and had a knack for knowing what would work and what wouldn't work. It's amazing how much attention and fun you can have when you get 8-12 muscle boys to dress alike and carry you over the crowds in a cross formation.
Let the fun begin...
Tuesday, June 30, 2009
My dear friend and ex-coworker now living in Australia, Laura writes
Florida Girl In Sydney said...
Thomas, I am so glad you have started a blog-- because if there is one person in the world who can tell a story, make it hilarious, and leave everyone want more-- it's you babe. And I did I mention that you can do all that and make it home by 1pm for Days of our Lives-- or was it All My Children?I am soooo adding you to my blogroll. And yes, you have to plan carefully-- one story at a time; give your fans little morsels and leave them hanging on until next time....Love you. xoxo
June 29, 2009 12:15 AM
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