Diana Ross sure did get dirty after she left The Supremes. Here she is getting down and dirty with some bodybuilders in the video for the aptly named single, "Muscles". As you'll see, she gave eroticism some new (and sweaty) blood.

Judging from her latest album's title, i love you, we're not sure she gets quite as kinky. Or as original. And that's precisely the point. According to Ms. Ross' website, the diva has done loads of research to compile an album "to be played at celebrations of love and life: weddings, gatherings, intimate moments". Ain't that sweet?

But don't think Ross would skimp you on some new material - the titular track's her love song to you. Yes, you. It's just you and Diana Ross. Alone. No muscles. No sweat. Just Diana Ross. Singing. To you.

Hmm, now that we think about it, dirty Diana seems much more exciting. But that's just us. Why not do a little extra credit comparative study and let us know.

The attitude mystery continues to consume us. You may recall the popular British fag-rag went missing at the dawn of the new year, leading many to assume it had unceremoniously folded. One distributor rebuffed the rumors, insisting they had heard it would be a wee-bit late. Unfortunately, their explanations did nothing to address the fact that the website and email addresses had all been disabled.

Doing a little follow-up, we headed over to the mag's MySpace page, which proudly proclaims:

The best gay magazine in the world! We're back, back, back baby. With a bang! The February issue features a naked McFly, a pissed off Diana Ross and a world exclusive as Kele Okereke of Bloc Party discusses his sexuality. Plus boys, boys, boys.

We're still perplexed, however, as to why the website's still down and, more importantly, why our emails to editor Adam Mattera keep coming back with the ominous note that delivery "failed permanently"?

Regardless, we're keeping our fingers crossed on this one. Until we get the answers we want, we'll have to make do with the McFly pictures we ganked from the aforementioned MySpace page and posted after the jump.

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Bruce Vilanch recently took time from his busy schedule to chat with Bradford Shellhammer about the blogs he reads, the Bush administration, and this year’s Oscars. He also dishes on a few of our favorite divas.

Ok. Hi Bruce. We at Queerty love you. And we are sad we missed your show Almost Famous 2005 in San Francisco. What did we miss?

Full-frontal nudity. The first three rows had to move back.

You have so many projects lined up. Tell us about Queer Duck?

I play myself. It's a stretch. But it's never gotten in Jerry Seinfeld's way. This is a feature-length version of the cartoons that used to follow Queer as Folk on Showtime. They once had me pop in as a guest joke, and we all thought that this time I should do the voice instead of Mercedes McCambridge.

And Celebrity Fit Club! This is one of our guilty pleasures. We only wish you were on the same season at Jackee. How did this come about?

I think I can lay the blame at the feet of ant. Which is better than laying ants at the feet of, oh never mind. He recommended me and when they called they said we're hoping you can add some humor to the proceedings. Losing weight is such martyrdom that people give themselves over to their own drama. Maybe it's because they're deprived of the one thing that they could count on -- food. It's a pity party three times a day. So I'm trying to do it and have a few chuckles along the way.

After the jump Bruce talks about Bette, Whoopi, and Miss. Ross.

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