Is it just me or is Michael Musto coming off a little gay?

Don’t get me wrong, I love Michael Musto’s work as much as he next guy: his bitchy gossip column in the Village Voice, his frequent appearances on The E! channel, his contributions to Out Magazine and Show People, but every once in a while – perhaps in the middle of saucy rant about Britney’s latest fashion fiasco – I’ll wonder to myself: is it possible that this guy isn’t the red-blooded ladykiller he tries to present himself as?

I know this is controversial; believe me, I’m aware that there is no faster way to get into a scrap at a local sports bar or on a construction site than to suggest that Michael “La Dulce” Musto is anything less that 100% real man. But you see, I have this thing called ‘gay-dar’ – it means I have this uncanny way of knowing if a certain guy is a little fruity. For example, the drag queens on the gay pride parade float last year – I’d be willing to be that almost all of those guys are gay. I can’t put my finger on it, there was just something about them.

I hate to say it, but from time to time, I get the same kind of vibe from Musto. Take last year. There was just something about the way he sashayed into the Grease sing-a-long, garbed in a fabulous ensemble and dishing on the star’s gauche make-up job, I couldn’t put my finger on it, but the gay-dar began to tingle.

And don’t get me started about his boyfriend; I have my suspicions about that guy too.