I missed that! You know I am practically on the floor laughing as I read your description of it! Those plantation scenarios! You know I have a gay male Jewish friend who's totally NOT involved in the club world and he LIVES for black and latino studs, she even bought a brownstone in HARLEM. I try to explain sometimes to him all the Jackie themes and gatherings and why I love it so much, but he's kind of uncreative and doesn't really get it. But WAIT until I tell him all you've just told me! Now I think he'll understand ... in addition to getting a little moist and worked up.
And yes, that was me in Louis Quatorze years ago at Black Like Jackie, before I started shaving my head. The Black Like Jackie performance held special significance for both my ex and I because we're both mulatto (one black parent and one white parent) so we discussed all things black-interracial often. Alas, the marriage didn't last ... the romance and business got too mixed up and out of control, just like in Fleetwood Mac (except we never scored a top 40 hit).
What was the more recent Jackie where Sweetie came out in an immense purple wig with giant corkscrew curls and a little pink minidress lipsynching to Lil' Kim? I laughed so hard my heart went into convulsions and was so enthralled I could've laid down and eaten her out right then and there!
[This message was edited by Luxury Lex on 07-24-01 at 04:53 PM.]