Posted 16 June 2002 - 04:48 PM
I have never regretted so deeply the buying of a garment. The item in question was cheap, Cambodian leisure wear--aquired in Phnom Penh, which I happened to be wearing (it's HOT in Cambodia) for a snapshot my friend and boss Philippe took. The masterminds at Bloomsbury thought it was cover material--and I was too cowed, too tired, too lazy--and too grateful to even be published to put up much of a fight. Of course I now have to look at myself looking like Rambo's crackhead brother in bookstores all over the world--and put up with a huge ration of shit every time my wife makes fun of me around the house--as in "Hey, Spambo---take out the garbage."
And as far as Ladyboys--I'm guessing you're talking about the pre-ops so prominently for rent in much of SE Asia?