Since I work out in a boxing gym and am one of the only girls there, I always try to keep my head down, work hard and not engage too much with the guys, some of whom have serious boundary problems. So, a few weeks ago, when one of the trainers said, “So, what’s your boyfriend’s name?” I quickly responded, “I don’t have a boyfriend.” Unfortunately, this guy was persistent and asked, “Why not?”
After a few moments, filled with “well … um” and “uhh…,” I decided to tell him, even though it meant we were going to have to talk for a bit longer than I wanted to. “I’m gay,” I said. “I have a girlfriend.” Keep reading »
There are good movies, there are bad movies, and then there are movies where people get buried alive. Actually, there are a lot more types of movies but, hey, it sort of has a ring to it, right? Anyway, Ryan Reynolds
recently opened up about his extremely closed-in role in “Buried,” a flick about an American in Iraq who wakes up to find himself six feet under. The actor had to spend every day of a 17-day shoot in the box. “I definitely did not look good,” Reynolds said, referring to his appearance after emerging from the darkness. [People
The “Buried” star isn’t the first actor to be buried alive in a movie. More after the jump. Keep reading »
Someone needs to tell the Gay and Lesbian Alliance Against Defamation (GLAAD) that 50 Cent isn’t worth the time it takes to call out his bigotry. And he certainly doesn’t deserve the effort required to launch a full-fledged campaign against him.
In case you don’t know what I’m talking about, 50 Cent took to Twitter last week and, in an angry tirade against Perez Hilton, dissed the entire LGBT crowd. He wrote: “Perez Hilton called me douchebag so I had my homie shoot up a gay wedding. wasnt his but still made me feel better. ” After this Tweet about women, he was already heading to the top of my list of “People I’d Like To Meet … And Knock Out,” and after this one, he took the #1 slot. Keep reading »
Going away to college is scary — don’t let anyone tell you otherwise. When I left my little, rural town in upstate New York and came to the big city for college at NYU, I was terrified. All of the sudden I had to live on my own with people I barely knew, cook for myself, and (gasp!) learn how to do laundry. An A+ student my whole life, I had to learn to live with B’s and professors who graded like they had a personal vendetta against me. The whole experience of being a first semester freshman at college sucked. It didn’t help that, before classes began, someone in my grade jumped out of the window of a neighboring dorm and killed himself. Within a week, I decided I wanted to change schools. But my parents convinced me to stick it out a bit longer and, eventually, I began to like my new life and surroundings.
Anyone who tells you the transition to college is easy is a straight-up liar. And while I’m not saying I can ease all the pain and stress of adjusting, I can share a few things I learned from my experience that may help you out. Keep reading »
One of the best things about college — besides getting out of your parents’ house, eating Easy Mac at midnight and dorm parties — is the classes. Sure, classes are the reason you have to roll out of bed before noon after staying up half the night finishing an essay, but they can be fun if you give ‘em a chance. Aside from the regular stuff like boring-history-with-an-ancient-professor and math-you’ll-never-use-again, colleges are now offering a few classes so crazy you might be excited to attend. Keep reading »
My girlfriend and I recently celebrated our one-year anniversary by, well, not doing anything. We acknowledged that we’ve been together for a while, discussed our first date a bit and moved on. But just because we didn’t bust out chocolate mousse and champagne and light-scented candles doesn’t mean I haven’t been thinking a lot about this past year and what I’ve learned from it. Since this is my first long-term lesbian relationship, I’ve noticed similarities and differences between gay and straight couples that people who have been dating women for a while might not realize exist. So, in honor of my one-year anniversary, I’ve decided to take a look back at the past year and share a few things I’ve learned — as well as what those bumps in the road taught me about myself, my girlfriend and lesbians in general. Keep reading »
My bank account and my lifestyle don’t always agree. My lifestyle wants to travel to fabulous places, buy nice clothes and sip expensive cocktails. My bank account wants to disappear like Lindsay Lohan’s sanity. And I know I’m not the only one who ain’t got no money in the bank. Rent is sky-high, the economy sucks (no matter what anyone says) and necessities like caramel lattes, Betsey Johnson heels, and trips to the hair salon are darn costly. But, luckily, I know how to save, especially when it comes to going on vacay. After the jump, check out some budget getaways that don’t involve camping in mosquito-infested swamps and living on fast food.
I haven’t been out that long. And I haven’t been with, or even dated, that many women. These are facts I’m not ashamed to admit, and I don’t think they diminish the intensity of experiences and relationships I have had with women. Sure, it would be hard for me to do a long treatise on my struggles with being gay or write a handbook on dating and sleeping with women. I recognize the limitations of my lesbianism and I’m not trying to overstep or ignore them. But that hasn’t stopped the haters. Keep reading »