Much thanks to reader Lamb Cannon for leading me down a rabbit hole of clone clothier Parr of Arizona, who outfitted all of the butchest queens in leathers and swimsuits. What could be manlier than an animal-print loincloth swimsuit? Nothing.
Karen Carpenter Died For Your Sins
I write doodads because it's a doodad kind of town
my pleasure* I always loved how they cut out the models with scissors and pasted them over pictures of cactus etc.
just wish those men and their outfits were still around… but hey they are, in all their pre-photoshop glory….