In an unusual excerpt from the book Paris H and Nicole R contemplate a visit to the Radical Faerie Sanctuary. Paris plays an important role in the story.
Here's a teaser for you to enjoy.
Floor Essence began his fashions in a Faerie Sanctuary tucked away in the rural southwestern desert." Paris tried to read the article in W magazine that told about Floor Essence. She did a pretty decent job of filling in the story when she got to words she couldn't pronounce.
It was no secret that Paris could read anything: as long as it was below the fifth grade reading level
"The designer discovered the fashion look when he accidentally.. like he... they say here..."
Paris struggled to make up a story that matched the pictures in the magazine. "He fucked it up and trashed the pants. Covered them with floor wax and then threw them out the window. the say right here: the rest is historical. Or is that word hysterical?"
Tinkerbelle, the rodent-sized pooch, was particularly fond of the story telling time and licked Paris's ear.
"I love the whole Faerie thing," Nicole said.
"That's hot," Paris said
"My cousin's ex-boyfriend lives on one of those Sanctuaries. They have a big dress-up bus just full of killer drag outfits. he says they wear or don't wear just about anything. They are living the ultimate simple life... they don't even have electricity or flush toilets."
"That's hot," Paris seldom started a statement any other way. "that's hot," was her key phrase.
“That's hot” is what some people said when they read about her foray into the adult entertainment video market. or saw her Carl's Junior commercial were she drizzled suds down her slick body as she washed the already-clean car.
Some newscasters even used "that's hot" when Paris got sentenced to jail or another DUI.
"It'd love to go visit sometime," Nicole inadvertently seeded an idea for a new reality show: the Simpleton's Life.
"Let's take a break and go on a road trip to make a surprise visit. Those faerie guys are hot. we could steal some new fashion ideas."
"Nicole you are a Goddess," Paris said. "Simpleton's Life: Queer O Rama. A Journey to the Heartland of Gayness. We'll travel in a run-down American made car and stop to check out where the hot gay guys hang out. We'll bring along supplies and gifts and snuggle up to those big furry Daddy Bear gays.
To celebrate their new project Nicole took Paris out for a treat to the Floor Essence store in West Hollywood where she bought three pair of the hard-to-find Floor Essence pants.
Selecting a pair of floor essence jeans reminded Nicole of choosing a painting. Each offering was a unique work o art and carried a message all it's own.
Nicole's favorite pair came in the popular "up from the black lagoon" color. The midnight blue denim had black pyrite-speckled sand chunks splattered on the upper right leg and flowed over the lower left buttock area. Others in her private collection included: Floor Essence jeans in the "dusty trails" desert adobe color.
A "sidewalk skanky" pair that came covered with a collage made of garbage found on the street.
The last pair she purchased was tagged with a hospital ID tag. Part of the newest "ER: Emergency Team Collection" the scrub pants were artfully covered with sterilized used hypodermic needles, bio hazardous waste bags and medicine bottle labels.
The next day Nicole called the Faerie Voice Mail: Hi there, we're coming to visit. Luv you. She forgot to leave her name, though Loki recognized her voice from the Simple Life. "We got a crank call from Nicole Retchie, I'll trace the call."
Here's a teaser for you to enjoy.
Floor Essence began his fashions in a Faerie Sanctuary tucked away in the rural southwestern desert." Paris tried to read the article in W magazine that told about Floor Essence. She did a pretty decent job of filling in the story when she got to words she couldn't pronounce.
It was no secret that Paris could read anything: as long as it was below the fifth grade reading level
"The designer discovered the fashion look when he accidentally.. like he... they say here..."
Paris struggled to make up a story that matched the pictures in the magazine. "He fucked it up and trashed the pants. Covered them with floor wax and then threw them out the window. the say right here: the rest is historical. Or is that word hysterical?"
Tinkerbelle, the rodent-sized pooch, was particularly fond of the story telling time and licked Paris's ear.
"I love the whole Faerie thing," Nicole said.
"That's hot," Paris said
"My cousin's ex-boyfriend lives on one of those Sanctuaries. They have a big dress-up bus just full of killer drag outfits. he says they wear or don't wear just about anything. They are living the ultimate simple life... they don't even have electricity or flush toilets."
"That's hot," Paris seldom started a statement any other way. "that's hot," was her key phrase.
“That's hot” is what some people said when they read about her foray into the adult entertainment video market. or saw her Carl's Junior commercial were she drizzled suds down her slick body as she washed the already-clean car.
Some newscasters even used "that's hot" when Paris got sentenced to jail or another DUI.
"It'd love to go visit sometime," Nicole inadvertently seeded an idea for a new reality show: the Simpleton's Life.
"Let's take a break and go on a road trip to make a surprise visit. Those faerie guys are hot. we could steal some new fashion ideas."
"Nicole you are a Goddess," Paris said. "Simpleton's Life: Queer O Rama. A Journey to the Heartland of Gayness. We'll travel in a run-down American made car and stop to check out where the hot gay guys hang out. We'll bring along supplies and gifts and snuggle up to those big furry Daddy Bear gays.
To celebrate their new project Nicole took Paris out for a treat to the Floor Essence store in West Hollywood where she bought three pair of the hard-to-find Floor Essence pants.
Selecting a pair of floor essence jeans reminded Nicole of choosing a painting. Each offering was a unique work o art and carried a message all it's own.
Nicole's favorite pair came in the popular "up from the black lagoon" color. The midnight blue denim had black pyrite-speckled sand chunks splattered on the upper right leg and flowed over the lower left buttock area. Others in her private collection included: Floor Essence jeans in the "dusty trails" desert adobe color.
A "sidewalk skanky" pair that came covered with a collage made of garbage found on the street.
The last pair she purchased was tagged with a hospital ID tag. Part of the newest "ER: Emergency Team Collection" the scrub pants were artfully covered with sterilized used hypodermic needles, bio hazardous waste bags and medicine bottle labels.
The next day Nicole called the Faerie Voice Mail: Hi there, we're coming to visit. Luv you. She forgot to leave her name, though Loki recognized her voice from the Simple Life. "We got a crank call from Nicole Retchie, I'll trace the call."
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