Summer Reading Endorsement: ‘Role Models’ by John Waters

After reading ‘The Bedwetter’ by Sarah Silverman (it was OK), I was craving something a little bit more…filthy — in a good way of course.

Enter ‘Role Models’ by John Waters, a book where he talks about all of his role models and how they had an impact on his life. From Leslie Van Houten (of unfortunate Manson Family infamy) to Rei Kawakubo (the great mind behind Comme des Garçons) to a brash stripper lesbian named Zorro, Waters’s new book is the center of my life right now. I cannot stop talking about it. It’s like I am selling it on a late night infomercial — but I don’t have to. The book sells itself!

There was one bit of information in the book that surprised me (I’m still reading it). I found out that Mr. Waters has a place in San Francisco. On Nob Hill. AND he likes to take Muni. I am probably one the last people in the city to know about this (and I call myself a journalist! Scoff!).

This would totally explain an incident that happened to me a couple of months ago. I was walking near Geary and Grant Street and saw a skinny guy with slicked back hair and a pencil-thin mustache in a plaid suit. I said to myself, “Wow. That looks like John Waters.”

It probably was. And I totally did not run after him to beg him for a picture. Perhaps I should just wait on that corner on a daily basis in hopes that we can “casually” cross paths.

Does that make me a stalker?