WAAAAY back in day, before Leslie hit full-hardon hipster stardom, BSD Minister of Propaganda Karl Marxxx and I hosted Leslie for Thanksgiving Dinner. She performed later that evening at Karl's dance party in DC. Not only did I have the distinct honor of hoisting Leslie's elegant avoirdupois on stage in a makeshift sling consisting of a meager leather belt and a single 2X4, she blessed by yiddishe momme bling with an official honorific and a handmade certificate: "Gypsy Lizard Coin Purse".
Naturally, Dale and I also found ourselves on stage, two of only three handpicked contestants-- despite the fact my googly eye jumpsuit doesn't technically qualify as a gem sweater. An eerie harbinger of season 4's penultimate final episode, the three of us were forced to provide backup choreography for Leslie's song "Gem Sweater". Sadly, Dale and I lost the opportunity to have our outfits officially blessed by Leslie. The other contestant, a bio-female in authentic LY attire, won the privilege (it helps to wear gold lamé tights and granny glasses). Honored all the same, Dale and I had other things planned for our (now sweaty) gem encrusted ensembles.
To watch Dale and I Kai Kai for real, check out our starring roles in Jake Deckard's cum-drenched cum-back skin-flick, "Dirty Director".
Baring my best for Leslie's drum kit.
A very special gem for Dale, courtesy of Colby.