Day 128 in my fall leopard dress that I got in Toronto at a vintage store with Kirsten Johnson last spring. We celebrated Gabriel’s birthday at Portus Calle, went to Big in Japan for whiskey sours, and later to the Royal Phoenix for a few more drinks. I met a man at the bar who didn’t believe that I was gay. Must be the dress, 95%
Day 111 with black on black disco pants. We looked at Reservoir Dogs in Intro to Film at Vanier this morning and on the way to the metro, a man made kissing noises and said “Oh my Lord” in my general direction. 98%, 254 days to go.