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blog post coming soon June 7, 2012

i’ll be posting a blog later tonight some time (not sure about what yet…possibly the children’s book i’m going to write and illustrate…we’ll see)…just wanted to let you guys know that there will be an update coming soon. in the mean time, check out the stock up dates to the store and have a GREAT day :D! Cheers!
L.D. Originals & Custom Couture Etsy Shop


PS- High Sierra is an AMAZING film, but the ending is a WICKED bummer (I still heartily recommend it! my partner was quoted as saying ‘that ending makes Casablanca look like Singin in the Rain’ lol…definitive classic noir film!)


The INCREDIBLY Gay Cast of Frasier, SURPRISE! May 30, 2012

It is all to well known a fact that I am an avid fan of the 1990s NBC sitcom ‘Frasier’ and have been ever since my youth (around age 13), I started watching the early season reruns in the mid 90s and then, once I had caught up to the current story arch, I started catching it in prime time.  For whatever reason my family weren’t fans of the show (probably too intelligent for them…sad but true) but I had always been naturally drawn to it.  It was often asserted by my friends at school that the show was ‘so gay’ and around my freshmen year actor David Hyde Pierce, who played Niles Crane, came out of the closet after much speculation on the part of the general public and media.  It made a lot of sense to me and more over it made sense that he was the character I was most drawn to.

Well, in recent years I downloaded the entire series and have been enjoying it in my free time, often times I throw on a playlist of my favorite episodes to listen to while I sleep, and, naturally, I have become interested in Frasier trivia…its the natural path of any fandom, you want to know all about it.  Well, it turns out that David wasn’t the ONLY gay actor playing it ‘straight’ on the show…in fact it seems producer & main star Kelsey Grammer has a bit of a thing for putting gay actors in straight rolls and having straight characters mistaken for gay for comedic purposes.  One of these I’m sure most of my fellow Frasier fans have already guessed but I’m betting the other two will surprise you ever bit as much as they did me.

We’ll start w/actor Edward Hibbert AKA Gil Chesterton, KACL’s premier food critic and absolutely flaming fop.  On a number of occasions Gil has gone out of his way to ‘IN’ himself, as Frasier put it, by mentioning his ‘wife’ (more mutual beard as she is most likely a lesbian, it is HEAVILY implied) Deb whom his coworkers all assumed was his cat.  He rants about how people are so presumptuous and that ‘honestly, just because a man dresses well and knows how to use a pastry bag makes people jump to wild conclusions!’ (Season 5, episode 17 ‘the perfect guy’).  However, off & on throughout the series it is continually hinted that the character Gil is in fact gay and in the third episode of season 11 ‘The Doctor is Out’, the audience is finally given a nod that yes, Gil is indeed on the ‘down low’ and as queer as a football bat, when he is seen lurking outside bad billy’s reading the paper when Roz & her boyfriend approach to enter her apt. after they go upstairs he tosses the paper on the stack and runs down stairs after straightening his bow tie.  As I have mentioned in a prior post on the blog, actor Edward Hibbert is one of our fine gay actors & advocates for our queer rights.  Finding this out was about as surprising as learning that David was gay, a pleasant surprise but hardly shocking :).

NO, the real surprise are the two actors who’s characters play it so straight you probably never would have suspected.  That would be actors Dan Butler (Bulldog Brisko) and John Mahoney…OMG SHUT UP :O! (no wonder he ended up on my foxy grandpa list…when I was first looking up cast members a few months ago I pulled up an image of him to see how he was aging and was like ‘yeah, I’d totally hit that’ 😉 mystery solved) for real real, he’s well known in the Chicago GLBT scene, though he’s not out to the general public in the sense that no one has ever asked him and he has never felt the need to make a public statement about it.  Understandable given the generation he’s from, he learned to fake it really well to avoid getting beaten up doubtless.  Even if he’s not out entirely, at the very least he knows he can go around his neighborhood etc. w/out being harassed about it etc.

Upon finding out about the later two I was stunned ridged, it explains why those were the characters I was always most drawn too (not unlike my natural draw to George Takei as Sulu in original star trek), and I never would have suspected either of them because they are so talented as actors in those rolls that you really cant’ tell.  I gotta say though, it made my day finding out because it makes every episode of Frasier that much better now and I have all the more appreciation for the sheer talent that went into that silly little show.  I have always said that one of the truest tests of an actors ability is how well you can convince your audience while playing opposite your true sexual orientation (if I had seen Patrick Stewart in Jeffery first and not star trek NG, I would have SWORN he was gay and I don’t think anything short of the actor saying so himself would have convinced me otherwise…speaking of, he guest stars in the episode ‘the doctor is out’ as a gay opera director and he once again flames FABULOUSLY!).  Frasier truly was the gayest show on tv at the time, the only male main cast member who ISN’T gay (unless he’s still in the closet, though i never really got gay off him) is Kelsey, how fun is that?

I certainly have all the deeper appreciation for my Frasier & its cast now, I hope you do too.  Be sure to go out and have a giggle at some of their hilarious antics, especially ‘match maker'(S2, E3), ‘out with dad'(S7, E15), ‘the doctor is out’ (S11, E3) and ‘the dog that rocks the cradle'(S7, E5) all showcase some of the best mistaken orientation gags in the series (dog that rocks the cradle is really more Dan Butler playing it straight amazingly well, like he always does).  Watch & enjoy, and be sure to read up on the actors on their wiki pages (their names are hyper linked).  Here’s to the INCREDIBLY flaming cast of Frasier! Thanks for the years of talented acting and great comedy you brought us in the 90s! CHEERS!


PS- Below is the latest update from Carmen, telling us all about how her surgery went, since I’m following her transition I thought I’d share to help keep y’all updated.  Cheers (omg, you gonna look amazing once you’re all healed…not that you weren’t already FLAWLESS 😉 but you knew that <3)




update on Miss Carrera and good news for trans students in Arkansas May 26, 2012

A brief update on miss Carmen Carrera, whom some of you may have noticed commented on the previous entry I made about her to let us know that she had not yet had her boob job, posted a video the other day on her youtube w/her partner saying that later this next week she’ll be going to Chicago to have said opperation. *confetti* Hurray for you girlfriend! Hope you enjoy your new titties 😉 and hope you heal quickly from your surgery. The video is posted below in which she tells us all about it, best wishes miss Carrera! CHEERS!

In other good news, the ladies rooms at Arkansas University are now open to all those who identify as female 🙂 you can read all about it here. Cheers ladies! Congrats on your victory! Mazel Tov!


Our Parents, Ourselves…cross posted from Welcome To My Cell

This is a cross post from my personal diary blog titled ‘Welcome To My Cell’, it focuses on psychological issues and things of that nature, like my agoraphobia, ptsd, ocd and so forth.  This is a post that started as a brief snip for FB, but i cut it and pasted it and expanded it into a four page window into my head (lot longer than i anticipated, apologies for the length, you know how long winded I can be)…anyway, here’s the cross post.  Later I have an update to issue, so stay tuned 😉 you know you wanna hear about it.

Our Parents, Ourselves-

ya know how when you’re a teen, and your parents piss you off & you vow that you’ll never EVER turn into them…and how it always, inevitably happens…and then when you realize it, it depresses the holy living hell out of you?

yeah, I’ve been going through that a lot lately…i see so much of my mother’s mannerisms (and worse yet, my grandmothers 😦 why did the people who shaped my personality in my formative years have to SUCK SO BAD???) in myself, especially when I’m under chronic stress & pressure, its been depressing the shit out of me…I’m not her, but…well, you know how it goes…raise your hand if you can clearly see the stamp of those who raised you in your formative years on your personality…(that should be most-all of you :P)…sometimes thats a good thing, sometimes its a bad thing, depends on who your folks were.

When I have bouts like this I try really, REALLY hard to think of the positive qualities these women had, few & far between though they were.  Grandmother could balance a check book like no other, down to the penny (depression era spending habits will do that), and was a pretty decent business woman.  She taught me to cook & clean & bake and how to ‘take care of your man’ (translation, she raised me w/the expectation that I would grow up to act & look like June Cleaver 😛 yeah…that didn’t happen).  I learned how to run a far & care for animals & such and the importance of good, strong work ethic.  My mother was a very talented artist, though she very rarely chose to polish or display such talents, I believe that stems from grandmother’s jealousy that mother was a better sketch artist than she was & so grandmother liked to trod on mother’s talent (not unlike how my mother chose to trod on mine because I’m a significantly more multifaceted artist than her.  I not only could draw, but i could paint, sculpt, knit, sew, design patterns, make jewelry and so much more…check out the store to see how far I’ve come because I’m even better now that I used to be, the psych meds were a huge handicap on my abilities).  My mother generally didn’t give up, I get my stubbornness from her (my father too, but mostly from her because I was actually raised around her, i get my temper from my father…at least I’m not a fucking abusive alcoholic pedo and never will be…thats my father in a nutshell & i was his choice scape goat, reason number 10469 why I’m so fucking fucked up mentally…schizophrenia running in both sides of the family does NOT help…the temper is largely an Irish thing though, hot blooded & quick to anger)…she didn’t seem to give up until she started working for walmart, that crushed her spirit, color me unsurprised it does that to all of us who’ve had to work there, thankfully I was only there three and a half years on & off mostly as seasonal temp help.  I blame walmart for turning my mother republican, conservative and significantly more stupid than she had previously been (it brainwashes you, i WISH i were kidding…seriously, go apply and go through the training process, its all rah rah company, don’t diss your team, etc etc…its really 1984 esque and really REALLY creepy…i had to sit through it at least four times for orientation because even if you’re a prior hire they will NOT let you skip it).

Um…really those are the good points i can think of off hand…I’m trying, really i am.

She wasn’t a boozer like my biological father was, and I would say thats a point in her favor, except she was addicted to caffeine, cigarettes and diet pills, so she was always going up or coming down off something and it lead to LOTS and LOTS of meth-rage.  She openly blamed me for the problems of our household family, and sometimes…often…for the collective tension problems between her & my grandmother because i was ‘a bad seed’ (and yeah, thats verbatim one of the phrases that was used to describe me, while i was in the room often no less *sigh* have i mentioned i do NOT miss these people?), and especially for the tensions between aunt Teena & her…i don’t believe in lying to kids and so when my younger cousins would ask about things like what you learn in middle school health (like what a period is…or ‘why mommy wears diapers in her panties once a month?’ and that sort of life FACT that they deserve to know…we were a Catholic family you see, VERY Catholic, and they didn’t like talking about such things EVER, even when the girls finally got theirs, its appalling how they’re willing to send people out into the world so under prepared just because ‘thats how WE were sent out, why should they know any different or better?’…that was one of the explanations i was given when i asked why i wasn’t to speak of such things)…anyway, I got blamed for the problems, nearly all of them (sorry to whine but yeah, it takes its toll).

we’re short on money, its YOUR FAULT LITTLE T!! (never mind that you COULD cut back on your smoking and save about $100 a week minimum, i sat down and did the math when i was in high school and learning budgeting in careers, yeah, they didn’t appreciate my input…or we could have cut cable or other luxuries, but NOPE, MY FAULT!).  theres no food in the house, its YOUR FAULT LIL T!! never mind that my two older brothers (you can see them in this photo post on my other blog Vitamin Gay, they’re the two huge guys behind myself & Blaine) were MASSIVE and while i will cop to being over weight at the time for sure, i was also frequently battling w/anorexia and thusly was frequently starving myself (whether it showed physically or not varied on how long i had been going for), so yeah…TOTALLY my fault ya see.  the cats used your brothers room for a litter box, ITS YOUR FAULT T! never mind that it was HIS chore to clean the box, but like all the other chores, they some how got pilled on me w/out apology and these days i just take on extra tasks because they need doing and i was raised w/the ideal that ‘if a task needs done, do it and do it right the first time so you don’t have to do it AGAIN’ but this some how NEVER took w/my brothers (i’d say I’m surprised, but they didn’t have it beat into their heads the same way i did)…

You see where I’m going with this though, i don’t like to think about it regularly but life growing up was REALLY hellish, i spent 95% of my time trying to escape and the other 5% at school…I’d escape through any means possible, walking my many dogs & helping them get re socialized for adoption (the ones who were taken in strays, we were a humane society halfway house for strays, i was the primary trainer), just wandering off w/out saying anything was my preferred method (but that tended to get me in trouble a lot) but we lived on a huge, mostly empty hill on the outskirts of town, i’d just wander off into the fields or the ravine and just sit and stare at the town & the mountains and dream about getting away some day, spent most of those days dreaming about the big apple, certain I’d end up there married to a crazy Italian artist and/or poet LOL, we’d live in a tiny loft/studio flat & I’d wait tables at his families restaurant where he was one of the chefs & I’d act in bit parts in random plays while i focused on writing novels & painting landscapes of countries I’d probably never see.  It didn’t happen, but it didn’t and doesn’t matter, it was the dream that got me through all that horribleness, all those awful, gut wrenching times where i just wanted to crawl under a rock and die because i was so sure it would never ever get better…if i had been stronger I would have run away age 17 after this one particularly nasty bout i’d had w/my family, but they had done their work well, and crippled me so badly emotionally that i literally couldn’t survive on my own.  I have never lived alone and never will, even when i first got to Portland & was technically living in a garage in Aloha, i was actually sleeping over here on the SE side at my friend Sam’s flat (right near where i live now, i liked it here and wanted to move to this area of town ever since i got here) because i couldn’t stand the fact that the roommates i had were 1- TOTAL jerks and 2- never home, so i was alone and i just couldn’t cope with it.

Trouble is that even though I’m away, and I’ve been healing and I’ve put four years no contact worth of distance between my and my awful family & past in Pendleton, their voices haunt me still…I was laying in bed last night trying to get to sleep and my thoughts when something along these lines…

Me- *sigh* I’m just like my mother, quick to anger, irritable, insane, etc.  this is just awful and seriously depressing…at least I’m not a psycho bitch

Her voice- yes you are, fairly often

Me- *grrrr* well at least I’m not a control freak

her voice- are to

Me- at least i’m not an angry & abusive parent

Her voice- you are too

Me- FUCK YOU! least i’m  not emotionally manipulative of those around me because i don’t like myself…

her voice- yeah, you are…

Me- well at least i don’t try and control others lives and get mad when they don’t let me

her voice- you do that too

Me- Well…at least I’m not an addict who self medicates to escape the guilt i feel over being such a whack job…

Her voice- you do that too…face it, I made you in my image the same way my mother did.  you’re so much like me you might as well be me…

Me- seriously, why the fuck can’t i just get rid of you ??? no matter how long its been or how much time or distance i’ve put between myself and YOU, you are STILL HERE TORMENTING ME, why wont you leave me alone???

no answer

Me- oh yeah, now you’re silent 😥 *cries to sleep*

***end scene***

*sigh* I try not to be too hard on myself because much (most) of my damage is not my fault, its nothing i did to myself and its not something i went looking for, it was dumped on me like all those sacks of laundry back in the day, and i was told to wash, sort, fold and file it all, NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW, but i wasn’t given equipment, soap or the instructions…actually a pretty fitting analogy actually thinking about it…

in truth that she and her voice in my head CAN NOT contradict-

At least I take responsibility when I fuck up!

At least I admit when I’m wrong!

At least I apologize when I have wronged and/or hurt someone!

At least I communicate with and genuinely CARE about my spouse!

At least I feel GUILT when I fuck up and/or have hurt someone, unlike you you damn sociopath bitch cow!

AND, above ALL


This is what gets me through these bouts w/the similarities in my mother’s personality and my own…I’m not her and on so many levels I am far & away a much MUCH better person than she is or could ever hope to be, I try to let that comfort me.  Its still hard and it still makes me cry and gets me horrifically depressed when i think about it too much, which has been a lot lately unfortunately.  I’ll muddle through some how, I seemingly always do.

thanks for listening/reading, this was a much longer entry than anticipated.  I will TRY to shoot an unedited Vlog sometime soon, i’ve got a better camera which i got in March w/some of my wedding garb commission, a necesary business expense/birthday present for myself (more useful than but not as cool as a tattoo, someday i will have ink 😦 but not today), and the video is crisp & sharp, its HD so yeah, shiny :).  anyway, i’m off to perk myself up with a bowl and then I am off to make a fresh batch of pastry cream (the batch i made yesterday didn’t turn out right because I 1- mixed the cornstarch w/the sugar & then added the yolks…it goes yolks+sugar, whisk until slightly transparent THEN add the starch…and 2- i accidentally scalded the egg mixture slightly 😛 it happens…now we know) and then later, crepes soufflé 😀  never made crepes or a soufflé anything before, so fun fun fun, wish me luck (cooking something new is a wonderful way to cheer up, it usually does the trick for me…unless I’m extra depressed, but this should help me today).


Tell your friends, beautiful wedding garb, GLBT friendly designer May 12, 2012


One of a kind bespoke clothier specializing in custom fit clothing for the GLB & Trans community, costuming & props for drag artists & other performers, wedding & formal wear (men & women’s), plus size women’s wear and clothing for the petite gentlemen (but I’ll work with any size), also offering a wide variety of accessories and much, MUCH MORE! Currently running a special on custom order wedding gowns, have a look right here-

I am trained in- sewing, pattern & fashion design (I make ALL my own patterns), crafting & accessory making, costume replication & cosplay gear (making reproductions of costumes from movies, anime and other such sources), corsets & undergarments, etc.

I specialize in working w/the GLBT community, but I work with anyone.
I charge $10hr for my services, design consultations are free (I even include a free, custom fit dress form which I also make myself, see photo links below). If you have a costume you want replicated I WILL need photo references (as many as possible). On average wedding gown packages start at around $900 (this price quote includes supply costs)

Remember, to get that custom fit to achieve the perfect look you crave, be unique, wear an original.

To see my portfolio visit here-

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*rate quotes include supply costs in the total, minimum down payment is necessary to start any new project (down payment varies depending on size of project & the amount of supplies needed).

Email me prior to ordering to make sure I have a window open for your wedding. I will require a minimum of 8 weeks, up to a max of 12 weeks. Any faster will incur a rush fee.


Custom hair accent clip w/mock veil

View of the gown from behind

The blushing bride

double w/dress

Duct tape body double

(all photos from the wedding, courtesy of T&R Boyd Photography of Portland-


Then & Now- 2008 vs. 2012

comparing how i looked in 2008 when i got married and how i look compared to my blood relatives in particular…oh yeah, STILL be best lookin one of the bunch (and the smartest)…
the brains, the beauty…i got the full package
just wanted to share a photo comparison i put together, the main photo is a group shot from my wedding day, the two on the right hand side are two photos of me from this week, the one of me in my yellow hoody from only a few minutes ago.  I wanted to compare & contrast the images, not just to see how my face has changed & aged over all since then, but to compare how much facial hair my brothers had vs. how much MORE I have. EAT IT!
*NOTE- in 2008 I had been on hormones for just over a year
(to those who don’t know, i’m not on terms w/my family at ALL, this was the LAST time i saw them and w/any luck, it’ll stay that way :D…hard as it may be for some to understand, sometimes you’re just better off and as an adult you have the right to say NO to the abuse…so i said NO! NO MORE!)

a special shirt, just for you, Mr. President May 11, 2012

this is actually a sweatshirt i designed as a commentary on the democrats who sat by and did so little during the Bush years…now I present it as a very SPECIAL sweatshirt for our VERY SPECIAL president…frankly we should REALLY push for the reinstitution of stem cell research…it only takes a fetus a few months to grow a spine, NOT FOUR YEARS AND CHANGE!

dear Mr. President…YOU…THIS…ASAP…