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Right? Besides dancing around the apartment in my birthday suit, I usually need them or like to have them on at least. To each their own though. You do you, boo! Along this topic however, Fall Fashion has snuck up on us, and, of course, I feel the need to step up my game in the apparel department, especially here in the city with all of these stylish momos (how I refer to us homosexuals,...
While living in a fairly large studio, I decided to help out a new friend by letting him stay with me for a few months. I’d just met him at a party, where I learned that he was a struggling actor who’d just graduated. New York was hard on him, especially financially, and he told me he’d have to move home. “How much money you have saved up?” I asked. He had enough to pay...
A few weeks into moving in with The Ex Fiancé, I was already unsure it was a wise decision. We were not adjusting well to living together again. He didn’t like that I made one of our two spare rooms a sewing room; I didn’t mind that he made the other his personal office, especially since he was still in grad school, but when he hung a bunch of photos on the wall, I noticed...
The other night, I went out for dinner with two very good friends, V and Southern Belle C. While on our way to Injera, our favorite Ethiopian restaurant, I realized we were passing Casa Magazines. Casa Magazines is my favorite place in the city for magazines: It gets every edition of Vogue from around the world, and I needed Vogue Italia’s September Issue. Holding onto my coffee-table-sized magazine, I noticed another section of magazines: gay...
After referring to myself as a “columnist” for about a year, I got a call from a friend of mine who works at Time Out magazine. “We’re doing a cover of Queer Voices,” she told me. “Just a bunch of Polaroids, maybe 20 or so, taking up the whole cover. I told the artistic director to get in contact with you.” She emailed me later that day, and I went in the next week to...
Caught your attention, right? Well good, and you’re kind of right by what you’re thinking, except this is a tamer and PG-rated version. These big balls that I am referring to are volleyballs, ya nasties. Before I moved up to this amazing city, I played volleyball on my high school’s team, then graduated to competitive beach volleyball and following that was college. Once I graduated, there wasn’t much playing that happened, if you know what...
There are so many unique attributes to this city and one of them includes a tasteful collaboration of drag queens showcasing their voices in a new lifestyle musical called Dragaret. This witty production of the cabaret-style musical scene is dedicated to follow the lives of three emerging drag queens in theater. How queer, right? I love it! Over the past couple of weeks, I was able to get a sneak preview of this one-of-a-kind show...
Recently, out with my friend M, I got drunk. I didn’t mean to—drinks in Manhattan are $16 each, and by the time I’m drunk, I’m also filing for bankruptcy. But M can put away liquor: I ordered a glass of champagne; he ordered a tequila on the rocks. When I was halfway finished with my first glass, his glass was empty. I tried to keep up. “So, how’s the dog working out?” he asked, gulping...
Lately I’ve been thinking about the men I’ve dated, and who I would be now if I stayed with them. I think about David, the tan and handsome corn-fed Iowan I met while I was in college. He was so charming, showing up at my apartment in perfectly fitting khakis and preppy polos, taking me to McDonald’s for a McFlurry. (He was obsessed with that McDonald’s Monopoly game, and I believe to this day that...
After a particularly rough breakup with a guy who’d led me on for months, I found myself moping hardcore. I came straight home from work every day, locking myself in my room and watching old movies. I cried when Holly Golightly realizes people do belong to each other, and when Sabrina sings “La Vie En Rose” while driving down the countryside. (Audrey Hepburn movies are a perfect cure for anything.) One night, a knock came...