It feels like early on in our lives, every one of us is convinced to cast aside a piece of ourselves. Whether that something is as big as a sexual preference or as seemingly insignificant as a favorite color. Here's my journey to taking those pieces back.
Thursday, December 19, 2013
Christmas Crush
It's funny how you can see a movie several times and not notice someone, and then, like a bolt from the proverbial blue you get hit with a shock of sexy. This particular bolt is named John Brascia, and he was a dancer in the fifties, most prominently in White Christmas. Try to tear yourself away from Vera Ellen's skinny little dancing thighs long enough to take in those teeth, those biceps, and those confident and masculine moves...
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