A model being fitted for a gown, 1951. Photo by Nat Farbman.
RuPaul’s Drag Race Season 4 Episode 5
Highlight: the fact Latrice Royale’s gown was so tight that in order for her to be able to sit down she spent the entirety of “Untucked” completely naked clutching it to her bosom…
honestly, if you are a fucking idiot who can’t even spell then i’m not surprised you would wind up with this for dinner. i can’t see the marinated steak in soya sauce and spicy apricot sauce n sizzled wif garlic nd butter (sounds like a fucking paedo-cannibal recounting the cooking of a 9 year old’s butt cheeks) and in some ways i’m kind of relieved. who knows what terror lies beneath the burns-victim-cum-surface-of-mordor that is the cramy mushroom sauce?! maggot chips are already erupting from the brutal darkness within - it’s almost a black metal album cover. i would be more worried about the toxicity of this meal than the apparent nutritional value; jenny craig eat your heart out indeed.
on a side note; i like to imagine each individual item on the plate is involved in the discussion on the right:
Willam Belli’s Adam4Adam account:
“i volunteer at an animal shelter. but i also make fun of fat people. i’m not an amazing person”
Christ.
