Hot Mess Mondays: My Godawful Redneck Teeth

Posted on October 22, 2012 by Blane Bachelor      

Hot Mess Mondays

I Wish I could say this photo will never make me wear these things again, but I know that’s not the truth.

LOCATION: Twin Peaks, aka the Glass Coffin, a bar in the Castro neighborhood of San Francisco that’s a favorite among older gay men. And, apparently, at least one straight woman who’s really rocking the redneck look.

VIOLATION: TWI — Teething While Intoxicated. I have no idea where I got these redneck teeth, or why they always end up in my purse — and then my mouth — after a beer or two. But I know I’ve crossed the line when my buddies, in this case two of beloved gay friends from San Diego, start rolling their eyes and sighing as I continue giving come-hither looks at horrified passers-by and fellow patrons. I just can’t help myself, though, and then, inevitably, someone snaps a photo, and I recoil in disgust looking at it, vowing to retire the teeth. Obviously, that hasn’t happened yet, and the result is this Monday’s Hot Mess infraction.

 

  • http://www.girlswhogetaround.com Beth Yost

    I fondly remember my last encounter with Bubba-Toothed Blane. Appropriately (or inappropriately) we were meeting at the airport. While most girls make sure they didn’t leave the house without their lipstick, Blane doublechecks her purse for her redneck teeth. Chapstick, check; I.D., check; boarding pass, check; redneck teeth, check! Ready to rock!

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