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Britney Spears Rocks Planet Hollywood Las Vegas

Britney Spears StoreI was hoping to take a hot minute or two off from it all upon my return from our Sin City Christmas but since everyone has chimed in about Britney Spears’ opening night of her 100-show residency at Planet Hollywood, it’s my turn. Granted my seat wasn’t as close as say Miley Cyrus’ 50-yard-line worshiping center of Britney’s universe but I could see just fine. That’s considering I was on my feet 95% of the show. Sorry for the ones behind me watching me shake my ass, wave my fists and film a majority of the show who were not joining in. It’s a concert performance. GET UP!


Spectacular Ice Rink at The Cosmopolitan Returns

Ice Rink Cosmopolitan I recently received the press release I had been waiting desperately for. Last holiday season we found ourselves enjoying the Ice Rink at the Boulevard Pool above the Las Vegas Strip at The Cosmopolitan for my birthday with our girlfriend Amber, a showgirl from the Luxor show of bombshell beauties Fantasy. The weather was stunningly crisp and just perfect for exciting rounds of skating across the iced-over pool underneath the 2995-room mega resort that we have called home the last 4 times we’ve descended on Sin City. And we’ve just now booked our next  holiday excursion for Xmas because as I swear there’s no place like The Cosmopolitan of Las Vegas anywhere. And here’s why…


What is Happening in Palm Springs Now

Palm SpringsI’ve lived in Palm Springs for almost 12 years and now consider my home. As many know, I came from Los Angeles in ’02 and never looked back. Well… I looked back on the great times I had in West Hollywood but knew it was time for me to move on and settle down with my husband in Palm Springs leaving behind a crazy day in the life. The Coachella Valley is currently seeing a boom in visitors because of Labor Day Weekend and there’s been strong weather elements from thundershower warnings to humidity you could cut with a knife. This summer’s finale has become quite the guessing game of what’s next when it comes to Mother Nature!


Bound For Mr. Entertainer of the Year 2013

Steven Michael for Mr. EOY

I’ll be away a few days from blogging but wanted to say it won’t be forever. I head to Louisville via Nashville early tomorrow towards my quest to become Mr. EOY 2013 – Entertainer of the Year. It’s something I’ve worked incredibly hard at accomplishing. Thanks to my many sponsors including my dear Kristin Cason, incredible partner Jacques, wonderful Mom and SKINN by Dimitri James among a host of friends and followers who create #TeamStevenMichael. Without you I wouldn’t be on this amazing journey and adventure. Well, I’m heading off to finish packing and to rest early this evening. Follow my pictures on Instagram and updates via Twitter and Facebook.

I’m ready to do this damn thing, for reals. It’s on. X

“Let Me Entertain You. Let Me Make You Smile.”

Why I Want to Become Mr. EOY 2013

Mr. EOY Contestant Steven Michael

As many of you know I’m entering the national contest for the title of Mr. EOY 2013, Entertainer of the Year, in just a few short weeks. Of the few reputable national systems there are for gay entertainers, Entertainer of the Year is among the elite of respected competitions and titles. There are just a few I would stake my place in and EOY is one of the most-definites. I’m quite lucky that it is an open contest because unfortunately there aren’t many male preliminaries to enter out this way west. Yet. Give me the chance and let’s see where we can take it all!

The pageant will be held at The Connection in Louisville, KY, July 25-27. The male division of the contest will run alongside the King EOY and Miss EOY F.I. with some categories overlapping throughout the week. King begins with Mr. starting the next night and Miss the next with King being crowned and so forth. There will be tons of people in town that I know and love dear so I’m just as excited about seeing my family and friends as I am getting back into the spotlight again. It’s a win-win situation.

Blessedly when I decided to compete for Mr. EOY 2013 I spoke to my main sponsor and he came forward with such incredible generosity I couldn’t turn back. Competing for Gent in March gave me a taste of greater things to come. That was a wonderful dress rehearsal for me to get to this next stage. I was able to shake off the cobwebs a bit and find my footing on the stage again. My pageant package for EOY is jacked up, laid out, smooth to the touch and rough on the ride. Again, I’m able to bring exactly what I wanted to and present myself my way. In the famous words of a sweet confidant, “I’m going to give the children the business.”

A few things still need attention but the security of knowing that I can honestly and thankfully say that I’m in good shape brings relief to a contestant such as myself. I could always use another dollar or two for travel and whatnot but I’ve had a good team of individuals come to the rescue of an optimistic but realistic showdaddy back on the scene after such a break of time. If you or someone would like to assist or donate a few dollars to my run for Entertainer of the Year 2103, please know that no amount is too small. If you’re in the Louisville area in a few weeks and can lend a cheering voice for #TeamStevenMichael we would love to see and hear you there!

Somehow between working full-time and having a secure home life I’ve been able to bling every piece of fabric in sight while almost losing my vision in the process, create a very special and unique package to bring to Kentucky and enjoy the journey along the way with minimal stress. This road was much shorter than the last one but I work very well with a schedule. Again, I feel really good. Everything is everything.

Let’s face it. I don’t have many opportunities to step on stage and perform for an audience these days. There’s not too many spots for a 45-year-shwerqing man who looks for a spotlight no matter where he goes out here in the quiet resort town of Palm Springs. I’m working incredibly hard to become Mr. EOY 2013 because accomplishing something so great and having it become part of my legacy will allow me to live my dreams time and time again. The dream of being on stage, entertaining an audience and becoming part of something greater than I am alone.

Thanks to my generous sponsors for #TeamStevenMichael: SKINN by Dimitri James, Southern Star Entertainment, Kristin Cason, Legacy Dance Studio Nashville and my AMAZE dancers, Bobby Smith, Tyler White, Hedge Palm Springs, Delorian Chase, Eric Ornelas, Trinity Taylor, my incredible mom and loving partner Jacques.

And as the games begin… May the best man win.


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…


Loving Husband

I’m playing catch up and getting around to blogging about spending Christmas at The Cosmopolitan of Las Vegas. It was spectacular. We arrived to a very busy Valet on Sunday the 23rd and got checked in rather quickly. We’ve always been welcomed in VIP but the lines were so swift we enjoyed the leisure of the open lobby and the people-watching Sin City always promises. After a fabulous upgrade, we arrived to our incredible suite facing the Bellagio Fountains and felt complete bliss. We were home.

Ice Rink Cosmopolitan

I called down to the Bell Desk and asked for our bags while Jacques opened up the curtains and sliding doors. Man, I love this place. Deciding to wing it for dinner until we arrived, Jacques and I walked the resort and found our dinner plans for the weekend before having a glass of wine at the Chandelier Bar. Later that evening we had made plans to see my stunning girlfriend Amber in Fantasy at Luxor. She was fierce. Girl danced twirling circles around that grand stage. Lead singer Lorena Peril has quite the voice and carried the show like a true professional. We were so happy we attended. Afterwards we found ourselves at the neon masterpiece of Peppermill for a spot of late-night grub before turning in. Love the lights of The Strip in my distant view as I slide into slumber.

Amber Stauser

Monday we woke and hit it down towards Wynn/Encore and the Fashion Mall for a spot of shopping. We always stop at the General Store near the Sahara for souvenir buying. I got mom and myself some very fun stuff! Back at the resort we enjoyed our annual lunch at China Poblano. Taste Bud Explosion, down. We wanted to have a moment in the room with some of the showgirls and champagne because there was a delicious bottle delivered to the suite for birthday which was very generous. However, no one wanted to drink before their show so with the cool weather only Amber came over for a round of ice skating at the Ice Rink at BLVD Social Club. Translation: The swimming pool iced over for fun and frolic under the cold night’s air above the radiation of the neon bulbs of The Strip. We had a blast and it meant a lot to me that she came over and spent time with us.

The Cosmopolitan - Bellagio

Christmas Eve we had dinner at Milos inside The Cosmopolitan and it was culinary brilliance. I love seeing Jacques enjoying dinner that he finds really good. My man knows food and I’m lucky because he does. After dinner we walked The Strip before the chilly evening wind called us inside the casino for Wheel of Fortune slot machine realness. I won my money back and that was fine. The warm bed was calling my name even more than the sounds of the dropping coins.

Steven Michael

We love Las Vegas and ALWAYS enjoy ourselves. The Cosmopolitan is the ONLY place we stay. I can’t wait to go back. #777


The Cosmopolitan exterior

From my balcony view at The Cosmopolitan of Las Vegas, I see The Strip beginning its new day of carrying hope-chasers and thrill-seekers to their next destination, translation: CASINO. As I type this quick blast of thought, I see early morning neon still burning down way at Treasure Island TI, the Bellagio Fountains have yet to begin their parade of shows and I realize I could honestly sit and look at The Strip for hours. A twinkle of chrome catches my eye or a hotel window from neighboring resorts calls my view while a low rumble of sound creates the soundtrack accented with a speeding taxi horn or the boots and hollers of party girls in heels or sexy studs out with their bros. There’s a definite winter chill in the air. Last evening I was able to wear this fabulous black velvet jacket and leather pants down to Luxor to see my dear sister Amber tear up the floor in the choreography-heavy Fantasy. Those girls are fierce and lead lady Lorena Peril has the pipes to sing many into the ground. We had a great evening ending at Peppermill for some quick late night grub then back into our warm bed while seeing The Strip wind down its day once again. A text came in from Amber saying she was heading this was to hit Marquee. It was 2 a.m. The city never sleeps… But we needed to. Off for a day of shopping, ice skating and a hot toddy or two. Mary Christmas.

The Las Vegas Strip from The Cosmopolitan

And BIG THANKS to Renata in PR & The Cosmopolitan for the Birthday Champagne and hospitality. Always Fierce. X


It was just a few weeks ago we headed down south to San Diego Gay Pride and adventures at Black’s Beach. With John and Rob in tow once more, we pressed it down the interstate towards Hillcrest for the LGBTQ celebration and gay times. Yes, we’ve been to a good number of pride parades but never to San Diego’s festivities. Very impressive! Plus, my virgin trip to the infamous Black’s Beach was our main agenda. I had heard all about this cliff scaling one must endure to descend into the gay beach. All treacherous and such, and reportedly “friendly.”

We arrived just as the parade was coming around the bend towards the end. After finding quick parking at 24-Hour Fitness our legs carried us towards the clouds of pink triangle glow and queerdom! Of course the anti-gay group was in quiet force with their signs of spiritual outcry and shame for us anal-adventurists. One hater preached his words through a megaphone while other bearded dads stood behind sunglasses with their thumbs pointing down. Ooh, that burned. They showed and told us! Next to them were another group of sign carriers chanting the opposite themes wanting love for all.

However, the most impressive part of the parade was the armed forces and uniformed guards of San Diego and their presence in amazing support. Motorcycle cops were high-fiving people as they drove by smiling. Uniforms in groups marched waving. Firetrucks blew horns and caused a ruckus in complete support. And it went on and on for a few good minutes. I was very impressed! Then there was a small constituency from Palm Springs which was a scaled down comparison. Though I did love the ginormous inflated married same-sex couples they pulled down the streets. Strangely enough I really only recognized one guy from the entire Palm Springs entry. We asked, “Who are these people?”

After a few hours of crowd surfing, the beach called and said, “Get over here you bums!” Once we pulled up in the parking lot overlooking the beach in La Jolla I was certain of two things. Everything I heard about the climb down was dead on. It was pure moutain climbing realness. Not for the faint at heart. And bring appropriate shoes with traction because you will get your feet dirty and flip-flops are not the answer here. Unfortunately Rob was having a few issues with heights and couldn’t make it down.  So understandable since it is very damn steep. They stayed up top while we finished the trek down to the sand.

I actually loved the climb but it was challenging. The beach is a secluded nude beach which explains the challenge of getting to it. We planted our beach sheet and towels, had some packed lunch and stayed an hour or so. We’ve actually decided to head back down to San Diego on Saturday and spend the day just the two of us. The water was so relaxing I didn’t want to leave! And to be completely honest I’m quite the voyeur as well as an exhibitionist so the setting is perfect.



When it comes to hot and scorching advert campaigns, few do it like Mandalay Bay Resort Casino in Las Vegas. I LOVE VEGAS! (There I said it!) Last time we took the monorail over and couldn’t help but notice the suggestive photo murals draping the elevators of 2 gorgeous women on one side inside a jacuzzi and 2 equally handsome men on the other. Makes you wonder who is in charge of this marketing and who they are catering to. Nonetheless they know what they’re doing. It is Sin City! I’m certain that you’ve seen the Bathhouse pictorial Mandalay Bay used a few years ago of the the younger Asian twink shooing his smooth glutes while daddy bear leaned in the forefront. Sexy Back, for reals!

If I saw the 5 stunners above walking towards me looking like they look I’d fall into the marble their delicious flip-flopped feet are walking across. It’s hard to decide what order I’d “introduce” myself to first. Ah, 5, 3, 2, 1, 4… But who’s counting? This picture is too damn hot! I wonder where they’re coming from. Visit Mandalay Bay Las Vegas during your next trip to Las Vegas!


Find out what everyone is talking!

Now where in the world would people get the idea that this place is cruisy and rumored to be a considerably gay clientele? Not sure, but this is not only subjective but suggestive. I’m loving it! I believe it’s the advert that will never die.

Next visit to Sin City schedule and plan a relaxing trip to the Bathhouse at The Hotel in Mandalay Bay Resort & Casino. You let me know how good of a time you have. Send me a postcard!

And remember, what happens in Vegas could end up here. So tell me EVERYTHING! I’ll be waiting…