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Princess Kennedy: Tour Up Girl
When I say “tore up girl,” I’m assuming that you speak homosexual. In case you don’t, being tore up is when one tells someone else how they looked, or more appropriately how they acted the night before. “Girl, you were TORE UP,” (i.e. you were drunk last night). “Girl, I got tore up last night,” (i.e. fucked—either literally, by a drug deal gone bad or beaten up). “Girl, stop shopping at the DI, you look tore up,” (i.e. cheap and/or disheveled). Essentially, if you’re a mess in any way, you can replace the adjective with “tore up.” … read more
Princess Kennedy: Dr. Princess of Avondale
On Easter, my friend DJ JORY, who just moved to town from San Francisco, introduced me to his friend Dennis Reynolds. Reynolds and his friend Robin Ballard are the creators of a homemade soap opera called Avondale. My interest was sparked when Reynolds told me they were interested in having me appear in an episode—even more so when I was told that they filmed Avondale in the Pleasure Palace. … read more
Princess Kennedy: Drinking Liberally – June 2010
For the beer issue, I decided I would check out one of the many ‘with drinks’ groups in town. No Green Drinks—cause hippies make me vomit in my mouth—Vegan Drinks I’ve been to, and Writers with Drinks is tired and affected. After careful consideration, I thought I’d dust off my red skirt suit and take a chance with Drinking Liberally. Drinking Liberally is a national organization that meets in pubs ‘cross America to talk and drink over the hot button issues of the current state of affairs. The Salt Lake group meets bi-monthly at Piper Down. … read more
Princess Kennedy: Herstory Lesson – May 2010
The gayest of homo-holidays is here! Since part of this year’s theme for Gay Pride is “remembering our past,” I thought this would be a perfect time to talk about mine. No, not my drug-addled past that you get every other month, but the past of my people, if you will. I remember seeing Vicki Marlane around. She was an older queen, 76 to date, and ran in a different circle, so I never took the time to get to know her story, but what a story it is. … read more
Princess Kennedy: Clan Kennedy – April 2010
I spend so much time hogging the spotlight that I feel it’s necessary to share a little secret: I’m not the only Kennedy in town. I inhabit this geographical stage with two other bright and shining stars. If you’re out enough you probably know my niece and nephew Anna and Wren Kennedy. We’re all extremely tall, very loud and bestowed with beautiful bedroom eyes. Our clansmen being musically gifted, Wren and Anna are working it out to take my torch and make us the Osmonds of punk. … read more
Princess Kennedy: Sober Sister Part 2 – March 2010
When we last left off I was embarking on a thirty-day sobriety plan in honor of my besty, Gorgeous Jared. It was a great way to learn which of my friends actually read my column. The ones that asked me (almost with joy) if my club soda was actually vodka and the ones that were confused as to why I wasn’t drinking. All in all there are a lot of folks in SLC that monitor my party habits. You’re all dying to know how it went, aren’t you? I fucked up three times. … read more
Princess Kennedy: Sober Sister Part 1 – January 2010
One thing you’ll quickly learn about the Princess Kennedy is that I wear my life on my Dolman sleeve. Since I’m so honest, it really gets my tucker bunched when judgmental people come in and twist others and my business into completely untrue stories. I feel it necessary to pass on a tale of one friend’s fight for sobriety, to share just a little of what someone might go through in a struggle to simply stay alive. … read more
Princess Kennedy: Christmas Sweater – December 2009
The sacred story of how Princess Kennedy saved Christmas from the evil hand of a bad French designer may be shared this holiday season. … read more
Princess Kennedy: Big Tranny, Small Town
My tale this month comes from unexplored territory. I traveled up the canyon Sardine to discover the treasure town that’s Salt Lake’s gateway to the north, a hidden gem called Logan. Jaded by big city life, I opened my mind up to whether or not I could live there. … read more
Dot Your I’s, Cross Your Ties
It’s really not surprising that Sister Dottie S. Dixon’s persona outgrew her three minute weekly segments on KRCL. She needed her own stage show—One that could deliver a more positive message than say… Brokeback Mountain, which in the end shows if you’re gay, you’re going to get fag-bashed and live in a trailer for the rest of your life. … read more