Blow Out is my new favorite show. It's a reality show on Bravo about this salon and all of the drama and hijinks that go on there. It's run by this huge queen named Jonathan. If you haven't seen it, watch it. It's fabulous. However, I appear to be the only one around that is positive he's entirely gay. I assumed he was out and proud until I watched that episode which has him waking up in bed with some supermodel passed out in bed next to him. Hi, overcompensation. I was shocked to see this, and expressed this shock to Bonnie.
"What are you talking about?" she replied. "He's so straight."
Are you fucking blind and deaf?
Days later, I'm chatting on the phone with Jason.
"You know what my new show is?" he asks. "Blow Out."
"I know, I know." I say. "Isn't Jonathan totally gay."
"What are you talking about?" he says. "He's not gay."
Hello, people. He's a stylist in Seven jeans, with a faux tan, and constant drama. He throws temper tantrums and once screamed at someone on the phone and then tossed his designer cell into a dumpster for dramatic effect. He's a total nelly queen. Gay, gay, gay. I'm an expert on very few things, but this is one of them. My God, he makes Carson Kressley look like John Wayne.