| August 29, 2003
(Dancin', Prancin', and Just Plain Hangin'!) |
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At Club Abstract, Vanilla and I have
a reunion with some of our favourite and most-missed buddies!
Here's Wes, whose new hairstyle (and glowing ball of light) leaves
Vanilla and I in a state of uncontrollable sexiness. |
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What's going on? No, Nigel
isn't tucking in this picture...he's actually doing an authentic
Russian Rasputin dance! In a kilt, no less! Go
figure. |
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In all the world, you'd be
hard-pressed to find a fella sweeter than Tony! Vanilla and I
love him so much that we can't control ourselves, and engage in another
in a long line of Totally Unconvincing Muffy Smooches. |
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Oh no, now we HAVE lost it...Tony is
just TOO SWEET! It takes us only seconds to corrupt him, and
it's well worth it. |
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At Frequency's 50's
Butch-Femme Costume Party, I pose with my pair of scruffy,
broken, rat-eaten headphones. Every DJ needs some! |
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Hector, Sebastian and I pose for a
quick post-party shot. These kings kick butt and stuff like
pros, let me tell you. |
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July BBGG Party!
Spontaneous Limbo fun at the last BBGG Dance
Party! I would have participated, but I was too busy
agonizing about equipment difficulties (not THAT equipment, you freak).
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July BBGG Party!
Ummm...well, that's a palm tree there in the
middle. And that's all I'm gonna say.
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July BBGG Party!
Yup, that's me DJ'ing and offering myself up as a target
for darts. Don't hurt me, I'm a sweet person, really!
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I am shamelessly thing-handled by
Paul on his birthday...but who can blame him? He was drunker
than any human being has a right to be, and twice as happy!
It's amazing what playing Blue Oyster Cult will do
to some people. |
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Bert demonstrates the adrenaline
rush of swingin' with a pro. And hey, ignore the look on his
face...I'm not that heavy! |
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A flashback to Toronto
Pride! Annie and I cuddle up for the Proud
Pictures photographer...visit his website for more
pics (and another one of us). |
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Megan is part of the Original
Abstract Guard, and -- as if that weren't enough to qualify her as a
wonderful person -- she's got great kids AND she designs her own
clothes! When I find the link to her site I'll put it here,
baby. |
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The winner of a Mach7 shirt shows
that he can change his clothes as fast as the brand name
implies. You never know what prizes could be won on a Sunday
with Muffy at Club Renaissance! |
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Up in the DJ booth, this is all that
separates "glamorous Muffy" from "ugly sweaty pig." Some
might say that's not such a big deal, but I try to give thanks whenever
I can! |
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Camara poses artfully before the
mirror, contemplating... ummm, just what are you
contemplating here, girl? |
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No exaggeration here. Do
you know how scary it is to walk next to Annie, constantly afraid
she'll fall over on you? This is the terror I deal with
whenever we're together. There's also the ongoing fear that
she'll knock a cloud of out the sky, which would make the angels cry. |
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Camara wakes up just before last
month's "Disco Sunday," while I remain blissfully unaware of what the
night has in store: a gouged-up leg, a twisted ankle, and the literal
ripping-away of skin. What a girl has to do for a spot dance
competition! |
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Victoria's a pretty perceptive
queen, so the only chance you have of sneaking up on her is when she's
distracted by a camera. In the background: a curious
definition of happiness...? |
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Do you have any idea how hard it is
to crop a Vavavoom picture...especially one taken at arm's
length? Get a load out of Glamourpuss, Sweaty, and Little
Miss Grin. |
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The Feminist Dance Party!
Arielle and I ham it up before the party kicked into
gear (meaning, at a time when we were more-or-less sober... "less" more
than "more," really).
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The Feminist Dance Party!
I win a "Special Agent" kit, and then Josh
hog-ties me! Is there no justice in this world?
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The Feminist Dance Party!
A panoramic view of Delirium
Family members! Not just a clothing store...it's a philosophy.
And we believe blood is pretty darn thick, so watch it!
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The Feminist Dance Party!
The Delirium Family goes rock 'n' roll!! In
the back: Kevin, Lydia, Josh, Sean, Patrick & Jared.
In the front: Annissa, Muffy & Ty.
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The Feminist Dance Party!
Secret Agent Tim is sweet enough to let me touch up
before hauling me back to beauty school.
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Buskers '03!
"Ready to do my duty, officer!" Nobody knows
more about feathers than those crafty Delirium
girls, who constructed this outfit in record time
(including blackout). With hair by the fabulous Tami!
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Buskers '03!
We're still undecided what to call this
concoction. We've been toying with "The Turkey Of Liberty"
and "Freedom Turkey," but somehow that doesn't do it justice...
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Buskers '03!
"Real girls drink hard liquor," say Victoria and Annie
in this Symposium advertisement.
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Buskers '03!
"Real girls mock classical art in yuppified
establishments," I say, not sure what I'm advertising or why I'm doing
this.
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Buskers '03!
The coolest family at the festival, and by far the
coolest dog in K/W: Tetley! I manage to stop
shivering long enough to get a picture with the gang.
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July
11, 2003 (Pumpin'-'n-Primpin' at Pride!)
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Gary captures my bad side, and
proves what my mamma always said: "A dancing Muffy is a shiny Muffy!" |
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"Who, me?" Gary continues
his fine tradition of taking pictures of the performing girls on open
drag night. Thanks, darlin'! (Note the bonus "Annie
Drogeny" in the background). |
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Before Guelph Pride!
Who's that sassy queen hanging around Highway 8 to
Guelph? It's Rasha, of course! After being stuck
for ten minutes in a traffic jam you need to strike
a pose.
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After Guelph Pride!
Part of the burden of being my friend is needing to put
up with my obsessions. Here, Bert allows me to fill up his
car on the way back from Guelph's Pride celebrations! You
cool, Bert!
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I back Mark up against the wall as
we head for (largely undocumented) BIG CITY ADVENTURES at Cruise, Wet
Bar, and Woody's. Woo-hoo! Both Mark and I look so
horribly drunk in the pictures that they will REMAIN undocumented. |
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Yes, poor Mark ALSO needs to suffer
for being my friend! |
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While in Mark's parking garage I
have a terrifying encounter with My Biggest Fan!
I am understandably terrified, especially since it keeps sucking at my
cheap nurse outfit. |
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Zsa Zsa is a pretty smart cat, but
even SHE has trouble telling the difference between me and
Stuffy! Stuffy's my very own Voodoo Bitch,
designed and built by Annie Drogeny -- Queen Of Crafts! |
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K/W Pride '03!
Awww, doesn't this look like a nature study or
something? "Muffy and Drew frolic on a sunny day in the
park... observe the strange 'tucking behaviour' of the wild queen..."
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K/W Pride '03!
Guess what I saw most during K/W Pride?
TATTOO'S! Being the official "Tattoo Girl" gives you the
opportunity to make a lot of people happy with a little squirt of water.
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K/W Pride '03!
After a full day in the park and then a night of retro
DJ'ing at Club Ren, I still manage a
smile. K/W Pride was another smashing success (and I'm not
just talking about the drag tent's mirror)!
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Toronto Pride '03!
Annie and I have a run-in with the Perrier
Girls! Check out their
website for more pictures from Toronto Pride (and another,
less flattering one of Annie and I).
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Toronto Pride '03!
I pretend to be Scotty's moll -- "Don't you trouble my
man, Mr. D.A., or he'll mess you up!" -- meanwhile taking a break from
the bustle outside.
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Toronto Pride '03!
You know that Vache and I are serious when we brandish the
banana...in public, no less!
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Toronto Pride '03!
I planned this as a touching "Barbarella" scene, but
it's the fakest kiss in the history of the world. "I don't
want to mess up my face," I'm thinking, and I suspect he's thinking the
same thing.
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Toronto Pride '03!
Every year I give out a "Coolest Dog Of Pride"
award. This year's award goes to Wolf, paws down!
Congratulations, you big hunk of animal!
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It's been far too long since I last
had a cuddle with Katie! Don't forget to check out Country
Night (the second Wednesday of every month at Club
Renaissance)...she and Randy are the DJ's! |
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For some of us, life is a
never-ending struggle for better cleavage. By documenting my
struggles, I feel I am contributing something to the lives of others
(though I'd hate to imagine WHAT, exactly). |
