“Marry her, Charley.  Just because she’s a thief
and a hitter doesn’t mean she’s not a good
woman in all the other departments.” 
– Angelica Huston to Jack Nicholson in Prizzi’s Honor.

Last week, Karamo Brown (from Queer Eye) revealed that he is “dating a celebrity”.  The next day, photos were published of Karamo out with none other than Jussie Smollett (from late-night strolls on the streets of Chicago).  Still, if I were sleeping with everyone I was photographed with, I’d be awfully busy…and sore.  The photos were snapped at various times during a day in LA – hiking, running errands, having lunch.  Nothing unusual about that.  What about photos of an LAX liplock?  And there’s your smoking gun.  Adding fuel to the fire, Smollett performed at Harlem Pride’s 17 Shades of Pride event, and a special someone was there to cheer him on.  It should be noted that Jussie and Karamo have known each other for years.  In fact, Smollett called Karamo “my dear friend, my brother, my comrade” when he presented him with the HRC Visibility Awards in 2018 (a video which you can see on BillyMasters.com).  Normally, I’d think it’s unlikely that two gay men who have been platonic friends for years suddenly started dating – unless they were both always hot for each other and unavailable.  Of course, I never was interested in someone who had been with two Nigerian bodybuilders!  On a podcast, Karamo said that he was “one hundred percent sure” that this beau is “the one”.  “I’ve met my equal…That’s the reason why we’re taking it slow and – not taking it slow, we are deep in love – but why we are not public yet, because we don’t want comments.  We are protecting the love we have, because I do believe this is going to be my husband.  I believe this is going to be my forever person.  I feel it every day.”  He added, “It’s not like we’re hiding.  We go out, we do whatever.  We’re together, we hold hands everywhere.”  Bing, bing, bing!

In even more shocking news, David Geffen has been spotted with his ex, David Armstrong/Donovan Michaels.  Not only were they spotted together, but they were on Geffen’s yacht in Mallorca, Spain.  You’ll recall that their divorce (finalized in April) was quite contentious.  Rumor has it that Geffen had to pay out roughly $15 to $30 million.  Maybe he negotiated something in return for those payments – you know, like that prenup Ari made with Jackie.  A sort of “pay-for-play” situation.  I’ve always suspected Geffen didn’t necessarily want a hubby, but wanted something that the husband could, shall we say, “provide”.  Photos will surely turn up on our website.

Since I’m weighing in on other people’s lives, I suppose it’s time for me to make a confession.  As you know, I’m always on the road, or at my sumptuous beach house in Fort Lauderdale, or with Big Mama Masters in Boston.  You know where I rarely am?  At my West Hollywood abode.  So when my good friend Armie Hammer became homeless, I had to help.  “Armie,” I said months ago, “Why don’t you crash on my sofa?”  He wondered why he couldn’t sleep in my bed since it was empty, but there are limits to my friendship.  I thought this was just a private arrangement, but last week he spilled the beans.  According to The Hollywood Reporter, “For a stretch, he was couch surfing, staying in friends’ places while they traveled.”  You’re welcome.