THIS was fun. I will never, ever look any better. I may look as good, but I nailed my look on this day. The photo below at left will be my avatar, my whatever, wherever. It IS me. The smirk, the lighting, the outfit, the makeup, all of it. Bingo! Me! It’s mic drop time…..Good night everybody!
Annually, I perform the function of chief greeter for the HRC’s big annual fundraiser. The Who’s Who of the Cleveland LGBT community are all there. August 26, 2023, bringing my A game!
I worked my oversized tail off all day prior. We had a storm blow through two days before. I worked off my hangover playing early morning pickleball and then the yardwork. I sawed off a decent sized tree limb on a willow in our backyard and the limb decided to whack me on the arm as it finally fell to the ground, creating an ugly mark. Makeup is a great thing, as no one saw it this evening. Raking, picking up branches and leaves, cleaning out the gutters, putting a gash in my arm, cutting the grass, I was exhausted to say the least. My energy level picked up once that dress was zipped into place.
Now, I understand that I was among a very accepting crowd. And everyone was dressed to the nines. But the compliments I got were head swelling. I greeted guests as they got off the elevator to register and get into the event. I had awesome interactions with each and every one of the few hundred people that attended. That human connection, that is my crack, my addiction.
As you can see, I wore my contacts and once I got to the event. Once on-site they decided to render me practically blind. Contacts for me are literally hit or miss. And when they miss, it is not pleasant. I blindly greeted many of the guests and as you will see in the last few photos, had to go with the glasses.
I don’t have a lot of stories. I saw so many people I know. I made a few new friends. I hustled a woman by making a sucker’s bet with her. We talked for a while and then she made a comment about being old. I bet her a drink that I was older than she was. Of course, I won! And of course, I enjoyed the Pinot Grigio (yes, I collected on the bet)!
This dress was a recent pickup at the David’s Bridal liquidation sale. I simply enjoyed my experience all evening. Getting ready (my wife zipped me into the dress). Driving there, valeting the car, just being very favorably noticed.
The photo at left is me and Cleveland’s boy mayor. Yes, he is as young as he looks. Good guy. Our first Mayor who can string a sentence together in probably over a decade.
The picture at right is me and Connie Schultz, Pulitzer Award winning columnist and the wife of Senator Sherrod Brown, whom I also met. She asked if I wanted a picture with Sherrod and I told her I came over to chat with her. I have met her twice and both times she acted like we had known each other all of our lives. Now I get that she is a politician’s wife, but she is very down-to-Earth.
I left a bit early as I was tiring and the thought of waiting for the valet to get my car with everyone else was not what I wanted to wait through. I am a VERY lucky woman!