Gunk Fury

Last week, I helped my friend Gian transform into a drag queen for his experimental film. My god I love this boy. He’s right up my alley as far as types go, and if he weren’t so gay, I’d totally let him be the alpha in the relationship. Spot the paradox, yo.

Don’t be a drag, just be a queen.

A couple of decades ago, my friend Joseph, who’s an amazing photographer, had me do the hair and makeup for a studio shoot. Everything was in black and white (and absolutely gorgeous), and I highly suggest you check out the official post HERE. Joe was kind enough to give me these colored photos to put on this here pseudo portfolio.

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It’s always nice to keep an arsenal of beautiful women around when you’re a gunkie. Thankfully, there’s one in my house everyday. Sure, she has a baby to breastfeed and bond with or something, but those are mere details. Where was this baby while we were playing with makeup, you ask? Oh… somewhere.

Lovely mommy, missing baby.