Justin Vivian Bond At Joe’s Pub
by Geoffrey Paddy Johnson on February 17, 2011
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Justin Bond
They are you know! Almost six inch high heels. In about a size 11. Men’s. (“Are those the Louboutins?”) And Justin Bond, in a streamlined, sequined black leggings ensemble is emerging through that awkward little back flap stage entrance-way at Joe’s Pub for another evening of his winter show run, simply entitled “Justin Vivian Bond”. It’s a softer-looking, even smoother-looking Justin, not the simmering, barely-contained Kiki DuRane persona he is so celebrated for creating, squinting eyes and war paint lipstick. Justin tonight has a touch of pale blue sparkling eye shadow and even a far away look. The lips are almost demurely pink. And the hair is a red swoop, like a protective veil for the pale, angular face. If you look closely (I have a table which is virtually on the stage) you can discern the light covering of powder masking a hint of a blue 5 o’clock shadow.

