Clay Aiken’s Transformation
I’m not sure what Clay Aiken is going for here so in the true spirit of democracy, I leave the decision up to the people.
Is it creepy southern senator who has a collection of “well-worn” women’s underpants he procured from eBay and a nanny cam hidden in the intern bathroom?
OR
Is it down-on-his-luck insurance salesman who’s been living in his 92 Hyundai Elantra ever since the missus caught him with those “special-interest” magazines from Germany?
Both are creepy, either could be correct.
America, YOU decide.
He looks like the creepy guy who drives the church van.
He looks like a UNICEF Ambassador who grudgingly puts on a suit and tie to attend a book launching in support of a fellow UNICEF worker when he would prefer to be in his ratty khaki shorts and flip flops watching a new epi of The Office back in his 2.3 million dollar house .
He looks like the music minister at a small-town Southern Methodist or Southern Baptist church who has a wife and three kids, but still everyone knows he’s, well, you know . . . you know?
He looks like a lucky SOB who has been seen having lunch in NY with Tyra Banks at JeanGeorges several times in the last few months. ( Tyra mentioned it at the show taping I was at. She squeeled when she talked about him.)
A gay version of David Frost (from back in the 1970s).
combo-effect.
He looks sexay.