I have recently moved from the Gay Capital of Canada, and home base of Homorazzi, Vancouver BC, to the windy and very small city of Wellington, New Zealand. While living in Vancouver I could literally throw a quarter and hit 10 gays, but here I throw a 20 cent NZ Coin and hit 10 rednecks and their 40 sheep. I know I am going to be here for a couple of years for work, and I don’t think porn and the occasional trip to Sydney will satisfy my gay gene. So I bit the bullet and done all the necessary gay set ups, such as…
Having working in media buying for an international gay brand, I have come across some awesome gay magazines that are just not readily available in North America and thought I would share! Definitely check them out and all do international subscriptions too!
My first pick is Winq Magazine, based out of Amsterdam! I love working with these guys and think this magazine is really well done! It’s a lifestyle magazine geared specifically to Dutch and Belgian gay men, which I find makes the fashion and styling a lot more edgy than what you see in North American mags. Best part, they have just launched a North American edition in English! Yahoo! www.winqmagazine.com Read the rest of this entry »
Even though I don’t go out clubbing as much in the Winter, I still love listening to dance music at home or on my iPod at the gym. From Lady GaGa, Rihanna, Jennifer Lopez to Goldfrapp, I usually almost never listen to original versions of songs and am addicted to remixes. My favorite remixers/DJ are Ralphi Rosario, Tiesto, Hex Hector & Digital Dog to name a few. On rainy Winter days I keep my mood up and positive through dance music. Here are a few of the songs that have taken me through the rainy days & nights. Enjoy!
At times it’s nearly impossible to turn Facebook off.
I commend them for their marketing; the addictive nature of the site is known only to those of us that have been held firmly in its grasp for some time. In the constrictive and time consuming cycles we’ve grown accustomed to, it all seems quite “natural”. That is once we’re deep inside Facebook’s electronic lion’s den. Every time I think that I’ve escaped its grasp on me, it takes me back in again with a delicate whisper and a welcoming hand.
To all of you who don’t quite understand the addiction that so many of us have found ourselves battling, perhaps you should acquire a handful more artificial friendships. Perhaps you should find an occupation or vocation in which access to a computer is paramount. Perhaps you should sleep with a couple of your artificial connections, fight with them, and corrupt them with your waiting eyes whenever you get the chance, and just then maybe you’ll understand what so many of the rest of us are going through.
I think I might be a defective homosexual. All of the gay guys I know, or see on television have two types of close friends: other homos, or girls. While I, being the deficient homosexual that I am, only seem to hang out with straight guys. I really only have one gay comrade other than my boyfriend, and he is nowhere near my age group or social circle. My best buddy (and the first person I came-out to) is the most heterosexual man I know, while the rest of my cronies are the boys who belong to my fraternity. What is wrong with me?! I’m “out” and I’ve never had an issue regarding my sexuality with any of them.
The people who are most surprised by my non-stereotypical acquaintances are other gays, especially those in the older generation. A great distrust of the straight community appears to have formed amongst our ranks. True, straight guys account for the majority of gay-bashings, but don’t forget all of the closeted homosexuals who attack other gays to strengthen their denial (for references please google ‘U.S. Senators’).
I think my close friends would describe me as Outgoing, Charming, and Fun. But that is now; and I’m pretty sure those weren’t the same adjectives people would have used to describe me on first meeting, hell even tenth meeting.
I am a retail manager so customer service/ sales ability is what pays my bills. I think I’m great at my job, and talking to consumers and staff is really what keeps me sane in a stressful and looked down upon profession.
So i talk to people for a living, and am in charge of 25 people on a daily basis, i should have no problem striking up a conversation or holding my own in a social setting right?… Wrong!
What is wrong with me?
I decided there must be something i was saying or doing to put people off upon the first few encounters. So much like Playboy David Letterman, I’ve comprised a top 10 list of ways to alienate, scare off or be “that guy” at the party…..Almost a “How to lose a guy in 10 days” kind of scenario but with friends! In No particular order….
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Who’s your ideal man? When I think of the guy that I’d like to spend forever with he’s tall (at least 6’0), he’s strong (but not a body builder), he has beautiful eyes (blue or green), and when he opens his mouth he doesn’t have my accent. What accent you ask? The one that you might have too– you know, the gay one.
A few weeks ago, my friends and I were sitting around having a conversation about gay rights and how now was really the time to start supporting each other and really educating ourselves about ways in which we can aid the gay rights movements. Within that conversation, how we treat each other came up and all of us were admittedly guilty of calling another guy “too gay”.
Why do we do this? There is a de-masculinization (a word that according to Microsoft I am making up… but you know what? Macs are better anyway!) associated with being gay in general– so it seems like someone is straight up calling you a big girl when they say that you’re “too gay”. Just because we’re gay doesn’t mean that we want to be women.
After six years of being with my partner and living together I thought we went through all of the possible fights and disagreements that a couple could go through. Where should we be spending our money? Where should we go on vacation? Should we have a pet? I thought we answered all of these questions, but I was wrong. The day after I got back from my holidays, where I had been visiting my parents down in Mexico City, my partner sat with me for dinner and gave me a speech of how bad his family felt that I don’t spend a lot of time with them. Instead of going on holidays with them I often plan vacation some where far away from them taking my partner with me. I tried to take this comment as a compliment, as I thought, well that is nice of them, they want me to spend more time with them so we can get to know each other better. But the conversation continued with a series of claims, which I was not surprised with. The one that triggered me the most was about their level of comfort when they visit us at our condo. It took me a while to process all this information and it was hard to not take it personally. I found out that they were not comfortable with what they call “rules” in our apartment.
They felt that they were walking on eggshells every time they come to visit. Fair enough, I am not the most flexible person when it comes to cleanliness in my home, but I had always being an excellent host. Furthermore, I have always welcomed them into my home. Yes, I must admit that I have set some boundaries around things that I am not comfortable with and that I am not willing to compromise. Is that too much to ask in my own house, especially if my partner and I agreed on? What they fail to realize is the potential damage that this could have on my relationship. Who cares if we go to Barcelona instead of the Okanagan to spend the summer? Who cares if our apartment has modern furniture and not more earthy looking furniture? I thought that was for the two of us to decide.
However, if I want my relationship to keep working we all need to cooperate and some lessons need to be learned:
Lesson #1 – Compromise: Fine, your brother can stay as long as he wants but he has to contribute to the household chores.