This outfit is kind of like Freddie Mercury meets Celine Dion, and yet even so, it also feels 100 percent pure Billy Porter. He’s a magic trick. He performed at an event kicking off World Pride NYC, at the Barclay Center in Brooklyn, and this is ideal because I feel like you could probably see him from space. He is confidence and joy and charisma.
Ciara also performed, and she showed up in a hat that I suspect developed a real complex once Billy’s walked in:
Having made that joke about its inferiority complex, I think Ciara looks fantastic in this, top to tail. It’s still leggy, the way she likes it, but it’s INTERESTING in a way that all the naked stuff just isn’t.
And this is generally great, although I don’t understand the random fin on her abdomen. Still, my name cousin Laverne Cox is a fox. This largely rocks, says H.Cocks. … Yeah, I need to work on my poetry. I think when Outlander isn’t on, I just shut off the water supply.
