Here's Dina Martina, although it's a shitty picture she really doesn't look any prettier in person.

And last but not least the gorgeousness that is the Reader's Wives. They are the dj's at Duckie and are probably my 2 favorite londoners ever.

The weekend before this past one I had a small house party so I'll just post a few pics from that. Here is my cutie-pie friend Jose who spilled his drink and insisted on getting the mop.

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Here's the gaggle of gays I hang with. My face is blurred out cause I had a "healing brush" misshap. Ooops....SARRY!

Wait a minute - you're gay?!?! Now I've heard everything!

That is the gayest picture I've ever seen.
BTW
I've had that same "accident" with the healing brush.

I LOVE Dina Martina.
Did you catch the camel toe?

I also love your pics from Brazil.
Bah!

Can't wait to hear you spin again.
You must be getting a little better by now.

SJ/ You are having the fun life. I love my Dina Martina, she is headed here at the end of May to stay until September. We are very attached to her here.

Oh Daddy I am dying. I haven't played in 3 weeks (thanks Brazil!) and I'm jumping out of my skin. I had to have a party on Saturday just so I could play music for some people. Thank God I have one more gig before I leave to come back to NYC on Sunday night. But I'm gettting a little ahead of myself I think.

When I got back from London, Keyan and I switched into emergency find an apt mode. He desperately wants out of his current living situation and I just need to secure a place for when I come back in July. We've found a few places but nothing is signed yet. It's amazing to see the difference between apt hunting here and in NYC. Here you can get 4 bedrooms with a terrace for about 1200 euros ($1800). But of course you have to factor in that they generally make less $$ per month. Still, I'm gagging at what is available. Hopefully we'll find something this week.

Thursday I met up with Jakob (and his piece du jour Augusto-a smokin' Guatemalan with Ricky Ricardo hair), Keyan and Reuben for a drink at a fab bar called Penultima. It's another mixed queer artist hangout that is not your typical european gay bar. Definitely one of my new fave spots. It's in the Raval district which is like the East Village with more Arabs. Or as Messy Bonnie would say AY-rabs. Reuben and I finished the night chasing a couple boys to Apolo for their indie/gay night. Well, I was chasing them.

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Friday was spent with an ice pack on my head and bonbons at my fingertips. Just kidding. Friday night was a party for this fab quarterly mag/art book called LookdeBook which I may have mentioned at the very beginning of this whole blahg. It is a really beautifully done collection of art by local and foreign artists. And zero advertisements. Oh wait, sorry they had one in the last issue. Check out their website, there's some fantastic images. LookdeBook

So a bunch of us get dolled up cause it now seems to be a tradition for the mag's issue release party. They put so much time and effort into it and always throw an interesting party so we try to show a little effort as well. Nothing crazy, but you know....nice. Anyway, for this issue they rented one of the stalls in La Boquerria which is a huge meat and fish market off Las Ramblas. Lots of slabs of beef and upside down ducks hanging around. They cleared the meat out of the display cases and just filled them with the new issue and hung them all around as well. It looked really great. Of course I didn't have my camera but Jakob is supposed to email me pics which I'll post. After that some dinner and a little dancing but it was early to bed to prepare for my Disco Tea Patio Party on Sat.

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Since this has been unbearably text heavy here's some pics from the Tea Dance at mi casa.

It began innocently like this...

Then became a bit more like this...

And this.... (that's Harald the Norwegian) who came with his friend Ostein and brought badminton rackets.

Oops I forgot to menton that I seriously spiked the punch...

So the day progressed more to wards this...

And this...

Then Clifton (DJ Nita's roommate) shows up and things turn into this...

Which of course leads to this...

And finally winds up here (oh poor innocent Mitchell from the midwest- he's kind of giving a Jackie Bigaow vibe, right?)....

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And this is where the carnage really happened...

Razz was absolutely sweating...