truly gay times at climacts... pop! benefit for the theatre offensive

By christine on Fri, May 2, 2008 5:07 pm

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i had no idea what i was getting myself into last saturday at the theatre offensive's annual benefit, climacts ... pop! the blindingly neon invitation could only guarantee great things, so together my friend and i succumbed to this subterranean world of glittery swathes of makeup, adonis gyrations, reaaaaally strong ketel one cosmos and excellent chandelier earrings spilling from the lobes of artistic director abe rybeck.

though never been to a theatre offensive production, they're quite active in the city for doing some great stuff to champion queer arts and culture. their aids awareness guerilla productions in the fens are often the most notorious, but ballsily effective. useful catch-up in this article in edgeboston.

anyway, back to the night. greeted by a diva on rollerskates, we bumped into some pals and realised that jonathan soroff (talk about improper) was scheduled to do some cage dancing later in the night. i wasnt sure what to think, except take pictures and make sure his mother sees it on the internet. the big ticket for tonight was justin bond, who i've fallen inexplicably in love with after watching shortbus, and he and our lady j took the stage after mingling easily with the handsome and hasteningly inebriated crowd. he is MESMERIZING. loves it. the night dissolved into witnessing astounding sums being waved around during the professionally heres-going-once-heres-going-twice-SOLD auction (i lamented the italian wine weekend that got away, although not too jealous about the ellen degeneres show tickets), grazing the terrine table and dancing super silly to some of the actual original vocalists from CHIC (le freak, good times, everybody dance, et al). it was sweaty disco heaaaaven.

it was great to see everyone just letting their hair down, though the room did seem to empty out on the early side (before midnight). maybe there was an afterparty with even more boas and oiled muscle men? the world may never know.

who's fabulous? honey, you're fabulous

just your average guy dancing on a table amongst the candles

shortbus celebrity starstruckedness!

jonathan soroff doing the nasty

belles of the ball