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When it comes to purely sexual attractions, we toss these desirable qualities in a long-term mate and idealize, instead, a different kind of stereotype: A bro.
No matter where we’re from we’re all familiar with this man – a cocky, athletic, beer-guzzling former frat boy with washboard abs and a questionable or nonexistent political worldview.
Last month I rode the Delta Airlines sleigh to the buckle of the Bible belt – Jackson, Mississippi. I marched down the streets of Fondren in the Sweet Potato Queens’ Zippity Do Dah Parade. My friend and author, Jill Conner Browne, unveiled her new book, ‘Fat Is the New 30: The Sweet Potato Queens’ Guide to Coping with (the crappy parts of) Life.’
I have to admit that I was never a big sports fan growing up. Getting picked last for every game on the playground is not an ego booster. Nor does it endear one to playing with balls, even if it means seeing boys naked in the locker r
Thus the seed is planted in a gay teenager’s mind for a lifelong dream: to write the first gay autobiography ever. A masterpiece, which, through steadily-progressing social acceptance – and despite some brief softcore erotic scenes – will join the literary cannon in middle-American high schools.
Being in a relationship can sometimes feel like being strapped down to a medieval torture…
Deep inside every gay man is a starry-eyed young girl, obsessing over whether she is…
I was twenty years old when I finally came out. I’d been stuffing my gay…
To a gay person, groups of people in complete agreement are scary. It’s what happens…
An up-and-coming young drag queen recently emailed me wanting the secret to my success. What…
I am living the dream. Lucy Ricardo’s dream, that is. Portia Potty, one of my fellow…
