This story has a different ending than what I had hoped and planned for originally. It’s been hard not to comment and curse at the chaos happening in our country, the United States of America. To be quite honest it’s been difficult to focus on because it’s all so ludicrous. I’m a true democrat and I voted for Hillary Clinton. She is and was my choice for POTUS. Hillary has the most job experience of anyone who has ever ran for the office before and was/is more prepared than any of her opponents. If Bernie Sanders had become our party’s nominee I would fully support him and what he wanted to do. I didn’t know him going in but after time realized he was a wonderful representative of our democracy. However, the people spoke (and a few others got involved) and Clinton was our party’s nominee. I was thrilled. History was made! Our dream was clear and reachable. Victory should have been ours. But sadly it wasn’t to be.
Another Pride in Palm Springs down for the record books. The annual festival began on Friday, however, it’s super gay in this city every day so that’s that. Saturday I ran downtown to check out the stage we were performing on and to support my fellow entertainers. The sunshine was coming down from the skies above so I knew to dress accordingly for our show on Sunday. Afterwards I ran over to a last rehearsal with my dancers and then back home to pull together ensembles for my gigs. I don’t have a ton of people knocking down my door to perform so I create these opportunities for myself. Here’s my story and I’m sticking to it!
Ah, the holidays! Such a joyous time to reminisce with loved ones over a glass of spiked egg nog or perhaps a skate around the Boulevard Pool at The Cosmopolitan. Yes, skating across waters above the Strip of Sin City. Unheard of?! Well, then you haven’t visited Las Vegas during the wintery holidays on our near horizon. Now the waters of course are iced over for the blades of skates to whisk festive resort revelers across as the neon and LED screens of the Strip below making for the only selfie-taking senecio! With our annual trip plans in the works, still hard to believe we are talking Thanksgiving already, here’s where and what we will be thanking Santa for come Christmas Day. Read on…
INT. Interview – Backstage Round-Up Saloon – Dallas, Texas – DAY
Judge: “You mentioned you we’re heavy into social media and have a successful blog. What hashtag would you use for your reign if you were to win?”
(P.O.V.) Judge’s score sheet: “Class Act suits you!”
Me: Smiley Face Emoticon. Fist Bump Emoticon.
Another year of #USofA male pageantry for the record books. Wow, where to begin?! There’s definitely been a few proud highs and more lows than I feel strong enough to mention here. But I will. Sorry to be so dramatic but “it’s been a year.” I guess it begins at the beginning of my run to become Mr. Gay USofA 2016. Perhaps before that in my first year where I made the Top 12 in ’14, dancing alone in San Antonio at nationals shocking everyone including myself. Then last year bringing my fabulous girls from L.A. to dance for the kids in Texas where I made the Top 12, once more, placing even higher than before. This was as I anxiously moved through six dancers to find two who were available learning choreography the day before while I shuffled to change airline tickets as soon as I arrived. Bless them! So many details worth mentioning but needless to say that’s why I hire professionals. But this ’16 run was a different beast for me. So much unpredictability I didn’t see coming. Here’s the true Tea with more honesty than perhaps I’ve ever shared before regarding competing in the world of male entertainment.
I just got home from seeing the much anticipated film Absolutely Fabulous starring the incredible and hysterical antics of Edina and Patsy played ever-so brilliantly by Jennifer Saunders and Joanna Lumley. If you’re a fan of the show that rose in popularity mid-90s you will absolutely love this fabulous addition to their catalogue. I’ll see how many times I can words “absolutely” and “fabulous” into the following sentences. Let’s go to the movies, and grab those snacks!
After the senseless tragedy in Orlando last month at Pulse Nightclub, I knew I had to do something to help those in need and ones who must carry on. When I woke up that morning on June 12 and read the news on social media about the shooting that left 49 innocent victims dead and dozens wounded I was in shock. I didn’t react emotionally at first going on about my day. But then news continued to pour in through media sources and details unfolded. That’s when I lost it. Hearing the recounts of what people went through, what they heard as they hid for their lives broke me down. I’ve spent too many nights and wee mornings in nightclubs and bars to not have it affect me. Sadly it could and can happen anywhere. As I’m writing this news of 84 people in Nice, France have been shot and killed by a lone terrorist and many more injured.
You know how it goes… Firecracker! Firecracker! Boom, boom, boom! Firecracker! Firecracker! Boom, boom, boom! The boys got the muscles (in Sin City, everywhere gorgeously), the teacher’s got the brains (I’ll teach you all of the sins of this city), the girls got the skinny legs (atop Christian Louboutin stilettos, inside freakum dresses) and we won the game (each trip to The Cosmopolitan of Las Vegas is always a WIN!) Here’s the sordid story of our fabulous trip to the Strip of Las Vegas for their Fourth of July celebration. What happens in Vegas often ends up here on my web domain and through my Instagram feed. Well, the stuff rated PG-13 and below.
I just returned home from competing for the title Mr. Gay Sin City USofA in Las Vegas last week. For the first time ever I kept quiet about where I was headed as I prepared to propel forward to reaching my dream and again compete nationally for the title Mr. Gay USofA. It was so hard to keep quiet because I am a firm believer in being your own biggest fan and top salesman. I tend to be very vocal with all the GO! FIGHT! STEVE! I’m able to muster. I become very pep rally for myself because no one does it for me. And that’s ok. It should matter to me the most! If I didn’t believe in myself, I wouldn’t be typing these words. It wouldn’t matter. But it does. So here I share and you inhale. Here’s the story of my recent trip to Sin City and the big gambles I took.
When it comes to what’s happening in gay culture, Steven Michael knows exactly what’s happening or at least has an opinion about it. Oh, you didn’t know that? Yes, Honey! From RuPaul’s Drag Race to fabulous summer travel and even discussing something known as the presidential race, nothing is off limits. If it concerns me or warrants the attention of a blog post, read it here!
Am I talking about summertime already?! Yeah, it sure looks like it. It’s only the premiere of April but with sunshine blazing bright on warmer days, the inevitable is in sight. HEAT! I’ve lived here in Palm Springs for over 14 years now and have seen a few summers come and go. As a local you quickly figure out to do errands and around-town running early in the morning to get it accomplished before the afternoon heat meets your skin. We assess where to park our cars for the best shade, close up the homes to keep any extra solar out during the hot days and complain to anyone willing to listen. Day trips are a must and weekend getaways should be scheduled to prevent insanity. But what should one be prepared with for a summer ahead?! Let’s go shopping…