The Ten-Year Anniversary Of 2007
SO! It’s time for another LIST OF THINGS THAT HAPPENED DURING A YEAR. We know it’s not groundbreaking journalism. We know it’s not an exploration of the psychosexual implications of pseudofeminism. We know it’s not “Through The Keyhole With The Dalai Lama”. But this is QX. And we’re hungover. All the time. So if you don’t like it, piss off and buy yourselves a copy of National Geographic. The closest we get to the National Geographic is Nathalie Geographic.
QX Meets The Master
We speak to leather lothario Brew Hunter about the changing face of the leather scene, vapes vs cigars, and Theresa May’s trousers.
Total Tune Divas!
You know nothing can limit you except your own imagination! Luckily our imaginations seem limitless, and also luckily, we have the spaces in which to experiment to our heart’s content. I love the way the performative arts cross so many boundaries and question everything.
Fake Fashun, Fake Brands, Fake Hair, Fake, Fake, Fake
The notorious, sequin-spangled WE Party boys are BACK. You must have heard of WE Party before, unless you’ve been living under Vauxhall Bridge for the last three years. Actually, bad example, if you’ve been living under Vauxhall Bridge for the last three years, you’ll definitely have heard of WE Party. Word travels fast in those parts, especially if you’re wearing hotpants.
The Love Witch is a beguilingly ridiculous feast for the eyes
Gay Outdoor Club
RIGHT. You’ve festered in your post-Christmas haze for long enough. Put down that chocolate bar, get off Grindr and get OUTSIDE.
Go West, Young Man!
Do first impressions count? Oh, juicy Christ at Christmas, yes! Haven’t you lost count of locking red-hot eyes with strangers, and later, locking pumping loins in impromptu spurts of anonymous spunk?