For a middle-aged person I spend way too much time on Tik Tok and listening to Taylor Swift. On April 19th she released The Tortured Poets Department and I was four days deep into having publicly outed my former partner of 8 years as a serial liar, cheater, and manipulator

Two years ago, I wrote about separating the home from hometown. “No contact” had already entered modern parlance. More therapy-speak misappropriated, an oversimplification of a complex problem. It didn’t appear in that article and, looking back, I can see why. I wasn’t quite “over it,” and not as enlightened as

Sidney Macklin can straddle dualities so easily in part because she is so full of love—everyone loves Ms. Sidney, and she loves everyone. Such a frequency of “I love yous” on anyone else’s lips would seem artificial, but with Macklin, it’s as if every time she’s saying it for the very first time: That’s the amount of feeling behind it.

Photos: Vita Hewitt Location: Chateau Tivoli Makeup: Kat Sarabia Something wrong? Call Anh Phoong. No, really. She has the answers. Seeing Anh Phoong in real life is a fever dream. She walks up the turquoise steps to Chateau Tivoli with her assistant trailing behind, clad in a smart plaid miniskirt

#NSFW language ahead! My partner and I are nearing our eleventh anniversary. It impresses people across all sexualities to hear this. “Goals,” say my straight friends. “That’s an eternity for the Gays,” say other Gays. It works because he and I still like each other. We want to see each

So you’ve lived here long enough to develop a routine and now you want to break out of it. What if you’re strapped for cash and you forgot why you work so hard to stay here? It’s more common than you think. One possibility is that it’s time for new

While bellying up to the bar at the Mill Valley Music Festival I heard a deep, satisfied, moan to my left, cutting through the sweet melodies of Thee Sacred Souls who were performing on the main stage.  To my surprise, I saw a man face down in a massage chair,

It’s a sin when success complains. That’s how I feel as a gay man who moved to San Francisco from what Californians affectionately call “flyover country.” It’s pretty damn great, living here. So what if everything closes at 2am (#4) and there aren’t any bathhouses to go to (#5). Compared