(To our Tumblr followers: we read you on the feed side b/c Cindy really loathes using the Tumblr interface for reading posts.)
Ok, I know Michael Musto told us to stop talking about Her Royal Highness, but really — this feature is too good to be missed. It’s like finding your favorite fag’s Madonna scrapbook (or, uh, perhaps your own), without having to endure hours of stories of hookups-gone-wrong. Or something.
You’re on your own for snacks, though. Provide your own prosciutto and melon and San Pellegrino in a champagne flute — enjoy!
[N.B.: I clearly have “Who’s That Girl?” hair these days. Instead of “Rain” hair.]