We found ourselves just as interested in David Patrick Columbia’s assessment of newlywed Fabian Basabe as our friends at Gawker (who may or may not be revealing trade secrets to us). DPC ruminates on Basabe with the wedding newspeg (he’s told Basabe married over the weekend, which surprised all of Chelsea and half the Meatpacking District), noting in mildly ambiguous terms the nuances of said Paris Hilton’s male version.
But Mr. Basabe is Out There. By his own choice, I presume. And like all of those who are Out There, he wants to be noticed. And being noticed cultivates public observation. (Just as it does in private.) And at times what one sees is ??? mystifying.
Gawker went to DPC for an explanation and landed an equally vague follow-up.
I got the feeling I had to see him on the dance floor to catch a piece of the personality. And I’ve never seen him on the dance floor. He seemed almost shy, except we know anyone who’s that Out There is not shy. I think it’s all in the Showing Up.
So without anyone throwing around the implicitly implied F-bomb, we went to our own Fabian source of “kiss her” fame.
Kiss Her Source: Wait, he got married? [A full 23 seconds of laughter, with 1.5 snorts.] That’s hilarious. To who?
Jossip: I don’t really remember, and I’m really too tired to Google it.
KHS: But he’s .. gay!
Jossip: Hey, that’s what you told me!
KHS: That he’s a big fag?
Jossip: Well, yes, but those are your words my dear.
KHS: [More laughter.] I don’t even know who he would marry, and why the fuck wasn’t I invited?
Jossip: Isn’t he dating [suspected boyfriend’s name redacted for fear of no longer getting into Ruby Falls]?
KHS: Uhm, I’m not sure anymore, but I’ve met two of his boyfriends, plus some guy who wanted to fuck him but [Fabian] said he slept with the guy’s ex-boyfriend, so I don’t think that ever worked out.
Jossip: So you’re sticking with the gay thing?
KHS: You bet your ass! Or should we bet [Fabian’s] ass?
And there you have it.