Ever since Everett left the apartment upstairs, Madison and I have been indulging in his free catalogs from Barneys--getting the "what's IN" on the fashion scene, glamrock, and ikea-like cb2 mags for better home-making and living decor. As we both have learned from Everett's obvious taste in fashion and living, not to mention our recent jaunt to Seattle, WA...the gays know how to live it up.
Despite the famed "sleepless" nightlife of frequenting the bars and clubs, we quickly learned that the "straight" life was NOT at all popping. Yes, there were men. Yes, many were of the 'woodsy scruffed-lumberjack meets potentially hipster yet not pretentious' type aka Maddie's future husband, but were they under 30? Probably not. And being surrounded by our new friends (and trust me, all 20 of them were beautiful gay men) did not help our cause to find said spouse.
Instead, we started the night at 7 with a light dinner followed by a bit of R-place, Barca bar (the ONLY straight bar we went to, for 10 minutes), Purr, and Cuffs (a "leather" club for gays, some of whom were "fifty and creepy"). We didn't complain though, because gays love us. Why? My theory is that they are drawn to my cuteness and the ability to pick me up and twirl me around a few, while Maddie..well, they just love Maddie.
In the end, we went to all of these bar/clubs (minus Barca) every single night. Even the coat-check trannies (in drag and white facepaint) remembered us which may-or-may-not be something to boast about.
Sure, Stephen took us around to the shops, U-Dubb's campus (university of washington), thrift stores (Red Light), and the Space Needle from afar...and yes, we definitely took his hiphop class with two 40 year old cougars and two middle-school girls...but the taste Seattle has left in our below-40 cold mouths is one of rainbows and gay men in undies.
Something to look forward to on your next trip to the best coffee-brewing capital! Oh, and a massive shout out to OWL CITY for playing on the radio a jazillion times with pride.
