It was a fuzzy lesbian-ish sweater with adorable baby seals on it, which I took clubbing the other night. (Yes, I clubbed baby seals.) It was a perfect choice for Murray Hill's riotously funny Miss Lez Pageant at the Knitting Factory, which I judged along with a bevy of real lesbians.
Awardsthey're a girl thing. Mostly, anyway, but the shows are bitchin'