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EXPOSED! INSIDE MALE PAGEANTRY

Steven Michael - Angel T. Stratton

I just put away the very last piece of pageantry and figured it was time to sit down and write my story. This time last week I was asking, “Why?!” But today I’m just wanting to tell my tale and move on to my next move. It’s taken me a good week to be able to tell about my experience to you readers and to anyone else who is interested in knowing what it’s like to compete for a national level competition after not competing for over a decade. The journey was incredible, humbling and wonderfully long. I wouldn’t change that for the world and really wouldn’t have changed much that I did. The outcome was so many things it’s hard to compile into just a few words. Here’s my story from my own eyes and inner thoughts as I became a contestant for All American Gent 2013 and the road that led me to the stage in Dayton in March ’13.

I’ll be telling the details that most everyone in my position wants to tell and would tell you if they had the guts to. Many would never be as honest because they may still be trying to prove something with fear someone reading it or hearing it may judge them one day. Like I mentioned during my Onstage Q/A about us all being vulnerable. As contestants we are much more than the regular Joe so I have to share my true story for others to learn and know if it’s right for them or not. I have nothing to lose at this point as many already know the outcome of it all.

Steven Michael

I wanted to be able to write this blog post without sounding bitchy or bitter because I most definitely am not. I have judged dozens of pageants and contests on local, regional and national levels, and international for that matter. I realize that adjudicating it is completely subjective especially when ranking people within a group. One likes this and the other likes that. I’ve had to do it and it’s not an easy job unless you already have in mind what you like or want from a contestant and representative and someone is able to give you that. It’s always exciting when someone comes through and stirs the pot mixing things up. The range of characters and contestants for Gent were unique and varied which made it anyone’s game. The battleground was quite level with competitors offering strengths across the board. For the first year, the group was very well rounded for Gent.

Watching it all unfold was very entertaining to me who hadn’t been in the arena for a few years. Most of my fellow contestants were seasoned pros with huge followings and other national titles under their rhinestoned belts. The odds were most definitely not in my favor so I started very early. I had to, and in hindsight am so glad I did. I needed every minute I could use between working full time at World Gym, having a sane home life with husband and dogs, delightful trips in to Hollywood and of course the rigorous preparation for the pageant. I was very ready by the time I arrived in Dayton with every t crossed and i dotted.

Steven Michael

However the story starts on July 5, 2012 when the first advert for AAGent went online on Facebook. I was having my latte by the pool and scrolling through my phone when I saw it. It was like someone slapped me across the face and I knew immediately I was doing it. Being a national title holder wasn’t anywhere on my radar but it had always been a fire inside that smoldered inside me for years. It took me about two weeks before I mentioned it to anyone because I wanted to make sure this was something I was serious about and it wasn’t a fleeting moment. I knew I wouldn’t be wasting anyone’s time because if I were to do it I would be as serious as ever so I kept quiet only asking a few individuals what they thought. All encouragement.

So the journey began. I’ve coached queens to titles, choreographed them in productions and as mentioned judged my good sisters behind comfortable pen and paper. But it had been a hot minute or two since I got myself ready to compete for a national title. My competitive background in a nutshell scrolls through competitive dance company at 18, competitive drag at 22 at Miss Gay USA, preliminaries for Mr. Gay USA at 26, leather titles sash circuit at 28 and beyond. I love competition and other than the Hollywood Rat Race of L.A. at 32, I haven’t competed for much in years. I was ready to get started.

Steven Michael

I decided to create a separate blog at theroadtoaag.blogspot.com where I could post about my journey and maybe even pass it down to someone else when I was finished with it. I built the pages from scratch and every month noted something that was happening on my run or a quick thought. I figured it couldn’t hurt and hopefully will inspire someone else to use the tools that are around them to become a stronger brand and image. And, if it’s free, why not?! Tune in everyone… The Internet isn’t going anywhere so use it and build your brand solid and strong.

Once I started mentioning to certain individuals that I was interested in competing for the contest most of them came forward immediately in support by monetary means which was quite humbling. I know many entertainers have worshipers that see them night after night in clubs who will often sponsor or generously provide money their way for a pageant. It was overwhelming and I felt as if I was really doing something great. Something people believed in. My run for AAGent took on a life of its own and I really enjoyed the ride because I knew that once it arrived it could soon be over. Thanks to my many incredible sponsors including corporate sponsors: SKINN by Dimitri James, Ted Guice Fitness and Joe Blasco’s Makeup School Hollywood including my makeup artist and prosthetics creator Veronica Munoz. And one last time, if it hadn’t been for them I wouldn’t have ran for All American Gent 2013. They are the reason I was able to live this dream.

Whitney Paige - Steven Michael

In between shopping online for contest drag (and when I say “drag” I mean costumery – had to continually remind people I was not doing drag – not sure what about Mr. says drag) and often buying Asian sizes that were way too small for me, I worked with a group of amazing DJs who created the exact soundtrack for my performances. I can be quite particular about what I want especially when it comes to individually me. They all were very patient and I thank them greatly! Luc Benech, Mac Valentine and Eric Ornelas, I worship!

My husband Jacques became my very own Tim Gunn as he allowed our dining room to become something out of Project Runway. Thankfully he could stitch and sew a few things for me as I perched next to him blinging hot pants for Talent discovering e6000 glue worms for weeks to come and stranded rhinestones shining bright like diamonds under chairs on floors. The process was so fun and I found that gluing stones on fabric can be quite therapeutic. Grab a pair of tweezers and play some music while blinging a Sunday afternoon away! Jacques actually helped create much of what I did and I love him for allowing me to be me. I couldn’t have done it without him!

Veronica Munoz - Steven Michael

Then there’s the trips to Los Angeles! WOW! The thoughts makes me quite misty. Quite the highlight. Perusing the Fabric District with Jacques Downtown L.A. Window shopping the Garment District and discussing Formal Wear. And then of course there’s the sessions at Joe Blasco’s school with Veronica working on my Creative Costume prosthetics. I so wanted to show people what was happening but had to keep it on the DL as much as I could. What started as a hope for some makeup from Joe Blasco turned into humbling generosity and support from his great team. Walking into his school and being able to say he was on #TeamStevenMichael was beyond my wildest dreams. I felt very special. And being able to bond with Veronica the entire time was a relationship I never saw coming and am so thankful we now have. I couldn’t have been in Dayton without her.

After choreographing my Talents I knew that I would have to shake off the dust and get back into the studio. I worked here by the pool in front of the windows but naturally doing them full-out is another story. I’m not 21 anymore but in hindsight feel great about what I did. Not bad for an old man. I can still move more than many and I tend to be my toughest critic. I even thought about doing a water-downed prelim Talent since it was looking like there would be right under ten male contestants total. If so, we would all make it into final night. But I loved the mix so much that I decided to give it my all. If these were the only times I’d be performing after this was all said and done then I was going to make them fierce! I’m so glad I did and don’t regret one step.

Monte St. James - Steven Michael

Then the final days leading up to departure came. Costumes were placed in jumbo Ziplock bags and piled into a cardboard box with tuxedo jackets, et al. to ensure delivery to hotel in Dayton. I never imagined the airlines could lose my luggage. Just in case we shipped ahead. Note to fellow pageant peeps: Fed Ex will ship your bags ground without need for boxing it up. Be smart. On Friday before we left, I even got a fabulous card in the mail from one of my sponsors with a bit extra for the road and a note saying, “Things always cost more than we plan…” He couldn’t have been more right or perfect with his timing. Everything was in place!

I excitedly arrived in Dayton to snow flurries. After grabbing my jacket out of my carry-on I quickly scooted off to baggage claim and then to Thrifty for my rental car that had icicles on the frame. For some reason I was going to Instagram a picture but figured people have seen an icicle before. As soon as I pulled onto the interstate the “low tire pressure” light came on. Since I was heading back to pick up Veronica flying in from LAX later in the evening I decided to switch it out then. It worked out where I got a nicer car. No Tea.

Steven Michael

Once I arrived, the very first person I saw was promoter Scott Gonyaw in the lobby which is always great. We caught up for a hot minute before I got checked into my rooms at the Dayton Grand, one for Veronica and one for me and Jacques who was arriving on Friday. I noticed my Fed Ex box behind the counter had arrived soundly so I grabbed a cart and wheeled it up to the room before unloading it and everything I had brought. I was able to quickly see what had been destroyed by the wrinkle monster and what was OK. Things were in good shape so I set up shop in the room with makeshift hanging areas for ties and my warrior kilt while spreading everything else out for examination.

The phone rang and the sweet girl at the front desk said I had a delivery. I quickly punched it downstairs to see that my incredible dancing dears back in Nashville had sent me three dozen roses in this amazing glass vase. It was sickening! Seeing that sitting in my room every moment I was there really made me feel the love and support of true family. It was overwhelming. I gave my sweetheart maid a few roses every day since I had so many to share.

Braxton - Steven Michael

I soon got a text from Jade T. Stratton telling me their room number and to come on down. We were on the same floor and come from the same drag family, The Taylor’s. Her son, my nephew, Angel T. Stratton was competing for Gent while Jade was competing for All American Goddess at Large along side our competition. It was a double crowning which made the entire event more exciting. We KiKi’d a bit before Jade punched it with Dena Cass to a dress fitting while Angel and I headed to grab dinner and get to know each other. Angel is a super sweet kid who has an awesome career ahead of him. Very, very talented and smart. Meeting him was a true highlight of my time.

Later that evening I picked up Veronica at DAY and got her safely into her room before we discussed a few last minute details of what we were doing together. On Thursday morning I grabbed a latte at Boston Stoker around from the hotel and then some quick breakfast with Whitney Paige downstairs before getting ready for registration. Once at registration I believe I was the last one to arrive. I said some quick Hello’s before commencing to filling out paperwork. I perched next to Cielo Whitney who I had shared a wonderful phone conversation with a month prior and skimmed my eyes around the room noticing there were eight of us who had shown up for competition. According to our secret Facebook page for contestants that seemed about right.

Steven Michael

After going through the handbook, rules and winner’s contract, we drew numbers and finished the final bit of business. I was the last one to pick a number and grabbed #7 which was fine with me. It meant of the two groups, I’d have Interview and Talent on Thursday and Creative Costume and Formal Wear Friday. I was excited because Jacques could see the costume on Friday when arrived. I introduced myself to the other guys and everyone soon retreated to their rooms to prepare for Interview.

Interview went incredibly well for me. I know how to talk to people and I’m not afraid of expressing myself. I got out everything I wanted to say so I was happy with that. I don’t believe it could have really gone any better and I wasn’t nervous all weekend. Truly. I soon scooted over to the venue to hear my music over the speakers and feel the stage with the shoes I was wearing. Afterwards I went back to the room and got ready for the night ahead by napping and doing a double-check on those categories. We grabbed some food and groceries for the room since the town basically closes down at six o’clock. I learned from the previous March when I judged Scott’s AAG at Large to plan ahead or go hungry.

Angel T. Stratton - Steven Michael

We arrived to the venue Masque Nightclub and luckily had four dollars in quarters because that was the only way to get the gate working that early on a weeknight. Plan for everything unpredictable! I set up shop downstairs next to Monte St. James and spent most of the evening cuddled up in my chair waiting to go on. We were so cold hanging out backstage I didn’t get dressed until I absolutely had to. We didn’t have the incredible body heat our Goddesses provided the next few nights but the laughter was prevalent and brotherhood growing strong. In actuality, the camaraderie and natural friendships that formed between us all was almost a deterrence from the very thought of competition. It was quite organic and welcoming. That was brilliant. That feeling of reading one another while sending kudos to another and hanging onto some else. It was all wonderful.

I roamed the venue until it was time to get ready for Talent which was the last category of the evening. I stretched out and warmed up a much as possible and went upstairs basically walking straight onstage. I remember vividly standing there behind the curtain and having an unexpected feeling of aloneness rush over me. Monte had eight backup dancers behind him and had just came off the stage. Plus, we did a bit of the same music which caused me to wonder, “Huh?!” I lifted my head and gave a thumbs up to the sweet DJ as emcee Asia T. O’Hara announced my name. The curtains opened allowing the spotlight to find my skin and I began to lip-sync for my life.

Nicolette Ashton - Steven Michael

My music was a timeline mix through the decades of my life including “Born to Be Wild,” “Disco Inferno,” “The Party Has Just Begun,” “Use it Up, Wear it Out,” and “Let’s Go!” with year and name stamps throughout. The mix was fierce! I offered thug punk realness as a costume with few removals. Being onstage after being off for so many years made me second guess myself a few times even though watching my performance on a iPhone I admit that it wasn’t bad at all. Again, I’m a tough sell because perfectionism is only a perception. I must remember this. I kept my head up, cheesed when I could and did what I needed to do. As one of the judge’s commented it’s hard to compete as a soloist against a huge production. I know. No Tea.

Formal Wear went wonderfully. I love the jacket I wore which nailed me above the knee. It was completely different than the others and I knew it would be. It was risky but I had to find out. Plus, I love modeling so that was incredible. I ate it up. That’s why I was there. To feel that moment in the glow of the spotlight. One judge commented it could have used a splash of color since I chose to wear all black. I still stand by what I wore. Again, it’s all subjective. We all looked really good!

Steven Michael

I did discover an insider secret though. And I’m surprised I never even thought about this being possible. The real girls allegedly have Vaseline for their shiny smiling teeth and spray adhesive for swimwear placement. But now guys have duck-taping cuffs to bare arms under tuxedo jackets for the perfect length with a sleeveless shirt. It makes sense. In photo shoots they snatch clothes back for the perfect fit. Wouldn’t it be a mess if they were asked to take off their jackets. Ooh, stunts.

After we finished and changed, Veronica and myself headed to Denny’s to grab some food before arriving back at the hotel around 2 a.m. where we ran into my dear sister Nicolette Taylor Ashton who was convinced that Veronica (a real girl) was competing in the pageant. When she found out that her worries were without merit we all squealed, her in relief. It made my night and Veronica took it all in stride. She had a blast the entire time meeting the folks. Everyone was in a great mood which speaks a lot about how Scott runs his pageants and the level of comfort and family people feel there.

Alana Steele - Steven Michael

The next morning we grabbed espresso again at Boston Stoker and went over some final prep for Creative Costume. The Goddesses at Large were arriving and registering so our evening got pushed back which gave me chance to pick up Jacques at DAY. I now really know my way to and from the airport in Dayton. Once I got Jacques back to the hotel we headed over to the club to start getting ready. The process of getting in the prosthetics was everything and it turned out exactly how I saw it happening. I believe it took many by surprise and they didn’t know really how to respond. Veronica Munoz turned it out for me. All the guys were looking great. It was a very tough contest. And the blood red contacts I ordered to wear were PERFECT even though it took a hot minute finding prescription ones online.

I laugh thinking back on what I put Veronica through backstage. I had a snatchaway ivory cloak turned around backwards over my shoulders with a high collar to hide my actual face since I had a prosthetic mask on the back of my head for the first reveal. It was a homage to Janos, the God of Beginnings, famously known for having two faces able to look into the past as well as the future. We should have put the cloak on behind the wall on the stage level but did it down below the stairs and I kept calling out, “Where am I? Where am I?” Hot mess. I got set up just fine but it was a WTF moment for a hot second. The music played. A mix of dialogue from Gladiator and Enigma’s “Rivers of Belief.” It was too fierce and the reveals were perfectly timed. The prosthetic now sits as a conversation piece in our home.

Steven Michael

We searched high and low in the drizzling rain to find late-night food and finally did so at the BBQ joint on the corner of 5th. We devoured the grub and immediately found our way back to the hotel for sleep. The next day I had a rehearsal for the final night where we contestants acted a fool with one another and enjoyed the last moments together. Jacques and I headed to Numero Uno for some type of decent meal and then back to gather things for the evening ahead.

Back at the venue, all of the Gents were in their pageant modes and quietly in their elements. My sister Delores T. Van Cartier was painting the Boots off sister Kamden T. Cass while energy flowed throughout the room. Jasmine Skies was laughing with Jacques about ex-lovers across from where I was painting. She asked him, “Why are you looking at me?” and he charmingly replied, “Because you are beautiful.” She didn’t ask again. On a side bar, Jasmine placed third-runner up but unfortunately had to go into the hospital after the contest for serious health issues. Get well soon, Gal!

Steven Michael

The Gents found their way to the stage dressed in Presentation white where we drew new numbers and competed for final night in the categories of Talent, After 6 Formal Wear and Onstage Q/A. The Goddesses continued their prelim categories while we were in the final stages. I picked #5 on final night and was in the middle of it all! The place was packed and my Talent went very well. I had a fierce Matrix coat that velcro’d up with rhinestone bars and red mirrored and stoned hot pants underneath. The great thing about getting ready for a pageant is the fierceness you have to wear afterwards!

I danced to a mega-mix of Prince music that included beats and sounds I really feel within like the honest brilliant ballad “Gold,” “319” from Showgirls, the must have “Baby, I’m a Star,” dramatic raw monologue from “The Beautiful Ones” and the end-on-an-up-note “Let’s Go Crazy.” The ending pose was a grandiose fan kick with my right leg that grazes my nose and slides behind me into a half forward split. It gives the illusion of a forward “Death Drop.” I end up face down draped over my bent left leg. Trying to grab an extra point or two I really give that last moment hell and am now still feeling the aftershocks of it. Again, for those keeping score, I’m not 21 anymore. Just saying…

Steven Michael

Formal Wear went fabulously and I loved what I wore. A white dinner jacket, black pants and vest with a bright red tie. I brought out a red rose and gave to Alana Steele which was borderline cheesy but figured what could I lose at this point. Again, no regrets. I’m a gentleman and knew I’d be meeting a lady along the way. I modeled the house down and felt that as long as time allowed. She asked me to draw an envelope and read the question quietly to myself then she would read it aloud. Blessedly she demanded silence from the crowd which I know we all appreciated.

I picked the first one I saw which was #2. I opened it and read the question to myself. As soon as I saw the word “advice” on the paper a relief came through me as my poker face stayed strong. I read the entire question which in summation asked the best advice I ever received and how I could share that with newer entertainers. I had this answer. I took a deep breath and looked into the spotlight because I knew this was it, the last moment I had to change any judge’s mind. And I spoke.

Dayton, Ohio

I told of when Tina Devore looked over at me backstage at Backstreet through the mirror’s reflection telling me to be the queen and entertainer who just did something without the useless words before. She said, “Don’t be the queen that says ‘I’m doing this, I’m doing that’.” Just do it! Not to run my empty mouth about what I’m going to do. Brag about it after you do it because as we know the emptiest barrels make the most noise. And I did just that when I decided to do this pageant. I shared that I would tell new entertainers to do their homework, not to go broke competing, enjoy the moment while you can and come as the winner not only as a contender, and understand the subjectiveness of it all. I thanked them for sharing the experience with me and wished them good night. I nailed Onstage Q/A.

I slid into an American flag vest that I had planned on wearing for Crowning and a different jacket. I felt really good about my showing but knew I wasn’t going to win the title. I was correct and Monte St. James was soon crowned All American Gent 2013 with Cielo Whitney as his first alternate. It was difficult for me competing against contestants that had entourages pounding the stage for them while they were onstage and fan clubs shouting their names. I’m honest in saying that. That sways the judges. No Tea, No Shade. I saw the way things were going by what my fellow Gents were doing all weekend. I got lost in the mix. Plus it was my first time back in a very long time. But I had no idea that I would stand there and receive nothing. It wasn’t the loss that cut so deep but the nothing. I figured I’d at least place as a runner-up but in fact did not. I wasn’t ready for that. It all happened so fast I just went through the motions. The road was so long and glorious getting there for the result to be so brutal and immediate. It has now happened to the best of us! I can now move on and know I hopefully influenced someone to live one of their dreams no matter what their age, image or lifestyle. No one will do it for you except you. Is it that important to you? Well, is it?! It was for me.

Roses

After the pageant I made it back to the hotel and packed a few bags for Jacques to take back home with him since I was about to run him to the airport to grab his early flight. I was numb most of the time while he buzzed around me getting ready. I got him to DAY safely and then I drove through Steak and Shake for some food before getting a generous late checkout back at the hotel. I made it back to the airport myself only to wait for a few extra hours for delayed flights. I sat quietly staring out onto the tarmac wondering what just happened in between texts and phone calls from concerned loved ones.

I finally got on my planes and back into my sanctuary at home safely in Palm Springs. I wouldn’t change one step of my journey. It was completely magical. I really wouldn’t have changed much of what I presented. It was true to who I am. Next time, I’ll live the advice of the late and great Amber Richards who told me after her Miss Continental win, “Give them what they want. Win, taking what they have to offer and then do what you want with it.” Onward and upwards… Until the next amazing journey!

PACKED, LOADED AND DAYTON BOUND!

AAG contestant Steven Michael

I head tomorrow to Ohio to compete for the national title of Mr. All American Gent 2013 and man, I’M READY! I’m making this a short one cause time is ticking. My bags are packed, boxes shipped and boarding pass printed. I’m heading to bed early after a shave, shower and sheen… and maybe Lunesta. Sending thoughts of safe travels to my fellow Gents and Goddesses who are traveling on the snowy roads and cold climates. I’m heading through Denver on United Air very early. And again, if it wasn’t for my sponsors I wouldn’t be living this dream. I’m humbled by their generosity and belief in what I want to accomplish. I will thank them forever! I can’t wait to start sharing pictures of what I’m doing. It’s been very hard to hold off spilling the Tea.

Good night, everyone! Sweet Dreams…

CREATING HOLLYWOOD MAGIC AT JOE BLASCO

Steven Michael Life Cast - Joe Blasco

What do you get when you cross a room full of anxious students, one shirtless candidate for Mr. All American Gent 2013, eight knowledgeable hands working on his bald head and a jar of Vaseline?! HA! I know what it sounded like but it was SO much more. I arrived to Joe Blasco’s Makeup Training School in Hollywood only a few minutes late blaming that the “dog ate my homework.” You should ALWAYS blame it on the dog. I had spoke to Veronica at the school via the telephone a few times before arriving about what we were working on regarding my Creative Costume category creation. Joe had asked her personally to take on my project and her creative juices have been boiling! Without popping my Pageant Cherry in front of your eyes I will allow only so much of what went on in Hollywood last Monday. Come see me March in Dayton and I’ll show you EVERYTHING.

I made my way back through the school to the workroom where a dozen of students moved around making “Life Casts” (or head/shoulder busts) of each other’s heads for future prosthetics work. I stood and observed for a few minutes before sitting my ass down in a chair for my turn. It was explained by a few of the instructors what the process would be while I listened intently, half nervous/half excited. Standing there gave me a great chance to really see what transpires. Everyone seemed to be handling it well so I figured I’d be just fine.

When it was my opportunity to position myself in the chair, Veronica, a senior student at Joe’s school and my special liaison, placed a black trash bag around my legs and draped one over my shoulders like a yearbook portrait with tape to hold in place. From what was said, the alginate formula which is what they would be making my cast from dries very quickly and runs wherever it wants. Since I already had my head shaved there wouldn’t be a need for a skull cap. Veronica brushed Vaseline on my beard and mustache (and top of my chest hair) so the finished mold wouldn’t get stuck and rip my facial fur out at the roots.

Mr. Rob Burnam, an experienced instructor and true go-to man in Hollywood, mixed up the alginate and brought it over to us to begin. Alginate is like the thick mixture one would have teeth impressions made from. I was given a few instructions but the experience was worth more than anything they could have told me. As the cold mixture was immediately placed on me, four people stood around me and started working on my head pressing in crevices, smoothing it out with fingers. Slowly the mixture went over my ears and down past my chin and over my shoulders. The sensory deprivation was on overload at this point. If you’re into bondage, you may really enjoy this.

The alginate indeed does harden and gets very heavy fast. I was hearing conversation around the muffled atmosphere but would be told to either press against their pressure for resistance or to give me a time check. I returned with a thumbs-up from under my plastic California Raisin costume. Only a few times inside the head cast did I think “what if” I really needed to get out of this because from my angle I wasn’t going anywhere soon. I had the urge to blink my eyes inside but kept a round of patient breaths while the process continued. It gave me a few very peaceful moments to contemplate just what this title has truly become to me. It’s more than these words describe.

Atop the alginate, a full head and shoulders of white plaster bandage strips were then placed across the hardening mixture as one would have during a broken arm or leg to compete the casting. Even more smoothing continued and the weight was becoming considerable. Slow breaths continues peacefully. Slits around my nostrils were carefully trimmed for better accessible breathing. No straws, just my nose. Coughing would be out of the question. It was quite snug around my throat, as well.

I was alerted that when they begin to split the cast that they would not be cutting my actual ear but it may feel like it since the trim would be straight across from one shoulder to the other. I was instructed to lean forward as fingers began to find their ways under the neck slits for gripping the structure. Once I started to wiggle my nose and cheeks, I soon slid out of it with their help and my part was done. I was very happy to have finished it. They showed me inside the two pieces and how well it turned out. With the talented Chris Bergschneider, Mr. Burman, Veronica and her instructor working on me at once the process only took thirteen minutes I was told. I felt incredibly special having the full attention to every detail.

I cleaned up, slid my shirt back on and discussed some of the formalities and details of the pageant and what the mask would be in finality. Students continued to buzz about and I truly felt like I was on the set of Face Off. Man, this was quite the experience! I’ll be back in February for Veronica’s final exam and the reveal of my grand Creative Costume for Mr. All American Gent 2013. This creation is going to be SIQ off-the-chain for your nerves D-O-W-N the house, Hunty!

And yes, I’m just saying…

Joe-Blasco-Professional-Makeup-Artist-Training-Schools

The brilliant magic being created at Joe Blasco’s Makeup Schools needs to be seen to believe. If this has EVER been a remote interest of yours, look into it. Like I was saying to Veronica, this business will always be in demand and isn’t going anywhere. It’s made me even think about my future possibilities.

Big THANK YOU to Joe, Veronica, Rob, Chris and crew. This was one of my absolutely favorite experiences, for reals. I’m one lucky man to have Joe Blasco on #TeamStevenMichael for AAGent 2013. I can’t stop staring at the picture above of my life cast. I looked concerned but I thought I was smizing! Ah… It looks amazing, nonetheless. So damn happy!

ON THE ROAD TO ALL AMERICAN GENT 2013

All American Gent 2013

Every once in a while I update what’s happening with my pageant run for Mr. All American Gent 2013 on the special place I created for that The Road to All American Gent 2013 Blog but the updates don’t make it here too often. I’ve been very wrapped up in the holidays and found myself working quietly here at the house while people buzz about making waves around town and beyond. My “drag closet” is busting at the seams with costumery projects that would give Project Runway squirrels a run for their reality.

It does overwhelm from time to time as a patient deep breath guides me through the perfected process of running for a national title such as Mr. All American Gent 2013. However, please don’t confuse an overwhelm of moment with weakness and despair. Oh, contrare. Things look really good. Again, if it wasn’t for my sponsors I wouldn’t be typing these words and heading to compete. THEY are the reason I’ll be there with my A Game, because Baby… This isn’t cheap! Trust me. Gagging.

As I discover E6000 glue worms around knuckles and a stranded 20ss A/B rhinestone in the distance I see finality of the process in the horizon while another deep breath comes over me. But for a different reason. I’ll be sad to see this end. I much more invested, literally, than I ever imagined I’d be. Win, lose or WIN! I’ll be richer because of the experience I have gone and will go through. I hope to be living  and doing that as Mr. All American Gent while spreading Scott’s word and passion for the art of entertainment and illusion to listening ears and eyes. We’ll see on March 16.

And then comes the aftermath. If I don’t do as well as I’m seeing things now, congrats to the winners and continue my support naturally. No Tea, No Shade. I’m going to have a great time, regardless of what hands we are dealt. Everyone I know that is competing for Gent is either a former national title holder or quite the deal so we will ALL be fierce. It’s going to be great contest. Plus, the national All American Goddess at Large 2013 pageant is also happening alongside ours which means bigger crowds and more excitement for the weekend at Masque Nightclub in Dayton, Ohio.

The winner of Gent will have his first booking at the final night of AAG at Large which means even more drag and routine for him. This all comes into play for me since there’s a good chance that I may be staying to perform. I have to think this way or what would I be going to compete? The possibilities excite me considerably. Which reminds me… Off to the gym to train.

Dates of Mr. All American Gent 2013 – March 14-16, 2013. Hope to see you there! X

THE FINALITY OF 2012 – PERSONAL THOUGHTS

Happy-New-Year-2013

We just got in from Kiyosaku where we enjoyed our annual Sushi and Sake Oblivion for New Year’s Eve. It just happens to be my 45th birthday tomorrow, as well. Oh, what a joy having your birthday on New Year’s Day you must be thinking. Ah, my dear reader. Stop it. You’re being silly. After years of repressed youth not only dealing with receiving just one present for both Christmas and birthday but also the no-class-party-because-of-Xmas-break syndrome I had to overcome, I got into my young adult years where things should have gotten better. Eh…

Michael Wayne - Steven Michael

When I would scoot out to the clubs for New Year’s Eve in hopes to get a special kiss from a familiar stranger I also came face-to-face with more repression. The clock strikes midnight. Auld Lang Syne plays while I fight back the tears (that song kills me) and everyone shouts HAPPY NEW YEAR! A few people remember to also wish me a quick Happy Birthday and move about dancing to gay club music, circuit party, et al. There’s my celebration. Whoopee. The next day everyone would be so hungover that no one would care. Oh, the years of personal therapy through an assortment of mood miracles.

Happy New Year 2013

However, since I’ve gotten more mature I have realized it is what it is and to make it what I want it to be. As in life… I treat my birthday how I see fit. In most recent years, we find ourselves in Las Vegas sinning in the city or enjoying the culinary exploits of the finer places in Palm Springs for a special dinner. I can’t hang with the party club kids anymore nor want to. I used to chase the dawn and now find myself in bed by 10 p.m. on most nights. And the fact that I’m entering a national pageant to have the responsibly of staying out in clubs to wee hours as the first Mr. All American Gent makes me giggle quietly. Bring on the Red Bull, I’ll need wings.

Happy Birthday

Last evening a few close friends came over for an impromptu birthday moment which made me feel very special. We toasted the new year ahead and to me, of course. I don’t normally make any deal about turning another year but I thought, why not?! The next few months are geared directly towards the pageant and as my drag closet explodes with costumery, anticipation and excitement continues to grow within. I’m so ready for this. My DJ Mac Valentine is putting fierce finishing touches on my talent mixes while I discover E6000 glue worms around my knuckles from bodacious blinging. Category is… Project Runway Realness.

Overall, the past year has been really good. Health-wise: I’m still standing on my own two and smiling. Work-wise: I just passed the 8-year-mark and am happy to be where I am. I feel appreciated. Family-wise: Jacques and I have never been stronger and the furry little ones are spoiled like only dogs can be by two fabulous daddies. Pageant-wise: Generous sponsors have provided me the means to bring elements that have never been seen before. I’m truly blessed.

Wishing you THE GREATEST THINGS in Life, Love and your very own Pursuit of Happiness. Take Thirteen!

JOE BLASCO – MAKING HOLLYWOOD SHINE

The Husband and I had decided to drive into L.A. last Saturday to do some perusing and light shopping around the Fashion District downtown for the pageant. We priced a few suits, discussed various costumery and were able to see rows of dressed mannequins offering me formal wear realness for the house. As soon as I’d comment that one wouldn’t ever be right, Jacques would see something next to it that would stand out and stay in my mind still today. However, I’m sticking close to my original plan and going quite classic and masculine.

On the ride in I had been checking e-mails and had gotten a generous offer from Mr. Hollywood Make-Up himself, Joe Blasco, about stopping by his make-up school in Hollywood and getting a personal tour from his associate Doug while it was quiet. I’m thankful and blessed to have Joe onboard for my run towards the Mr. All American Gent 2013 contest happening in March. From what started as a need for a few pieces of make-up and brushes has evolved into quite something spectacular. More on that later…

When arriving to the school, we admit that we really didn’t know what to expect. The offer came across my mobile desk so quickly we really didn’t question it at all. I knew that it would be interesting but had no idea what really went on within the walls of Joe Blasco Make-Up Artist Training School in Hollywood. All we knew is what current reality television installment Face Off showed us. But hearing more of the story of what really happens we now know that there’s a lot more to it.

We soon learned that there is so much more that goes into creating Hollywood magic. Joe Blasco has been doing it for over 50 years through his students who have gone on into the industry with strong credentials or the special projects and talented celebrities he placed his gifted hands on. To have the name Joe Blasco on your resume not to mention a mentorship for said pageant, err, project is quite the amazing feat.  Glad he’s taking a chance on a southern gentleman just trying to live a dream.

Once we got inside, Doug Schotts graciously showed us around while telling us rich history of Joe’s humble beginnings working for Max Factor into starting the very first school for make-up application and technique, and through his unique relationship with Carol Burnett and more! Doug has been a major part of Joe’s success for eight years now. The walls of the accredited school are draped with Hollywood archives from Mr. Blasco’s entertainment projects, letters of praise from A-List royalty to film posters of former student’s work autographed humbly to Joe for the knowledge and experience.

When Joe first started with Max Factor, they wanted to keep him on the east coast where he first began. But after a trip to the west coast, Joe simply couldn’t go back. Luckily with the generosity of Max Factor, Mr. Blasco was able to stay where his heart had grown fond. Joe Blasco cosmetics are now available worldwide. Since they are made of pure bees wax instead of the average oil and cream mixture of most store-bought make-up, they last forever! Deep history includes his work with Ben Nye, Sr. and starting his Hollywood school in 1976. In 2005, Joe Blasco opened his facility in Orlando, Florida. And this man is now my friend.

We spoke about different types of face prosthetics and how they were made from mold castings of each student’s head giving them the hands-on experience. Doug took us through every nook and cranny of the expansive school. We reveled in each element and classroom through the school during our hour-long stay. Students had just graduated from the four-month-long course days prior and the only thing happening inside was a master class upstairs where their Make-Up Artist TV website is filmed. Doug also mentioned that many students are able to appreciate the financial aid available for the eager and willing which was nice to hear. Good education can often be pricey but at Joe Blasco there are a variety of aid for students who qualify.

The knowledge of make-up application will never go far from the need of others. Anytime you go to school for something that has been around since the beginning of our time and only increases as time does is a smart move. If I lived back in Los Angeles I would seriously consider going to Joe’s school and learning a trade that I would really enjoy doing. Check out his website and see where you see yourself in the future. We thanked Doug for the wonderful time and tour and quickly scooted out into West Hollywood to meet our girlfriend Amber in town from her gig in Luxor’s Fantasy review in Las Vegas. It was a great day!

I just recently sat with Joe and Doug here in Palm Springs discussing what I was doing for the pageant and would need from them. When it was all said and done, Joe’s generosity had truly blown me away. Without giving away too much, I can say that his role on Team Steven Michael has just gotten a lot more involved which thrills me. I couldn’t have asked for anyone better to have on my side. Projects are in the making so stay tuned and I’ll spill it as it all unfolds. Or you may have to come to Dayton in March to see just exactly what we’re up to.

THE AMAZING JOE BLASCO

HOLLYWOOD MAKE-UP MASTER!

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My graphic artists have made me look like a winner in this one. And when I say “graphic artists” I mean photography by my dearest Tim Courtney, IAM logo by sweet Toddy, with me filling in the rest. It’s amazing what I can learn when I take the time to look it up on YouTube. Thank you Adobe Photoshop! Follow my hopeful journey to becoming the first Mr. All American Gent 2013 at theroadtoaag.blogspot.com and donate if you can! It takes an Army! Join mine.

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THE ROAD TO ALL AMERICAN GENT 2013

I’ve written an open letter to friends, followers and fans about working towards becoming the very first Mr. All American Gent and wanted to share it here. If anyone is interested in helping a brother out, any amount of interest is greatly appreciated and will be well used towards the fierce glitz this grown man needs to grab his tiara, err, sash and crown. For your consideration…

Dear Friends,

Thank you for your time.

I come to you bringing exciting news! As many of you know I am a natural born performer wanting all the attention to myself. Sometimes I go looking for it. Sometimes it finds me. The stage is my home. Regardless of what I’m doing I find myself in a spotlight be it locally at work or with my words on the Internet with my blogs and social networks. I put myself there and I like the way it feels. To know me is to know these words ring quite true.

However, for years I chased my time on the stage and found a place on many. But then I took a reasonable break from it because I became comfortable and proud of what I had done. Quite content, actually. I began letting others live my dream for themselves, so to speak. It’s my time once again.

I’ve decided to compete for the title of Mr. All American Gent 2013 being held in Dayton, Ohio, next year in March. The will be the first year for the contest which is a new male entertainer division and companion to the already established All American Goddess pageantry system for female impersonators, drag queens and transsexuals. I would love to say that I thought long and hard about my decision which would be partially true. As soon as the contest was announced on Facebook I knew immediately that I would be there competing. It feels right to me.

In a way I feel like I’ve been representing promoter Scott Gonyaw ever since I judged his All American Goddess at Large 2012 pageant last year by championing his belief, dedication, passion and respect for the art of entertainment to those who haven’t witnessed. Hopefully I will find a stronger presence within his system after the contest is complete and we contestants play our best hands. It’s any man’s game. But I need your help.

I’m looking for support and sponsorship of any kind. I have a PayPal account and Fundrazr on Facebook set up and if anyone this reaches could help out I would worship and be all the more grateful. I also have an Official Gold Sponsor level offer to anyone interested in having a banner placed on my websites for at least one year and throughout my reign. Ask for details!

If anyone is in the Dayton area March 14-16 and wants to see a smart, talented and creative man live out a dream representing those who matter most to him then meet me there! With my reign I plan on giving back and reaching out to the community on many levels. If you have time to drop me a supportive note as I prepare, please do. Assist me in showing others to fulfill their dreams no matter what age, image, size or orientation. And let’s face it, I’m a just showgirl at heart so let the games begin.

Sincerely Yours, Steven Michael

Please follow out my amazing journey at theroadtoaag.blogspot.com and enjoy the days of living vicariously.