Postscript: Mr. Gay Not Nearly As Disappointing As Non-Existent Mr. Philebrigay
I know we need to stop harping on it, what’s done is done, but we are really disappointed in Our Gays that we weren’t able to throw in a spoiler at the Mr. Gay Philadelphia contest that, uhm, went down on Friday night. It could have been a next-level act of subversion, a sort of Stonewall for Gays With Brains, if you will. But you won’t. And you didn’t. So instead, Gay Philadelphia’s hopes and dreams now rest squarely upon the shoulders of one John Caputo (pictured) who, for the next 363 days, shall be addressed as Mr. Gay Philadelphia, thank you very much. Caputo — I mean, Mr. Gay Philadelphia — is a bartender at the Joe Pesce restaurant and likes Herb Ritts, Madonna, Tom Ford and Carrie Bradshow A LOT, which we found out by digging up his MySpace page. So it seems he would fit the bill. John — DAMMIT, Mr. Gay Philadelphia, sorry — also seems like he can and will perform his duties admirably, but we still can’t say we’re not disappointed. Where are thou, Chinese Roulette? In the meantime, though, all is not lost: Philly Gay Calendar’s “Boys Of Summer” is just around the corner…
[Photo credit: PhillyChitChat]
