It won’t take you long to realize that that Queens is chock-full of beautiful men, who are not only attractive, but also make for excellent significant others.
New Yorkers are loud and boisterous. We say what we think and we always mean what we say. We are unapologetic and direct. Forward and at times uncouth, but with so many things going on, it’s like we’ve been muted. People are quiet and somber.
“He’s got a gun! Run!”
When I think of New York, I’ll remember being in love.
“Love at first sight was invented in New York City.” —Jocelyn, E. 23rd Street and Broadway
This year, something revolutionary happened to my love life: I moved to New York.
Perhaps my inability to refer to myself as an artist without setting apart the word in quotation marks says something about my state of mind on the matter.
Was it my ragged four-year-old Chuck Taylor’s that made you exclaim “Hey beautiful!” as I walked by? Or was it my sweater that was two sizes too large that urged you to give me the pet name “Baby Cakes”?
How many people on my guest list are on a strictly raw food diet?
Fuck anything else, life begins and ends in “The City”