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May 27, 2016

A Lady Killer but Gay?


                                                                         
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This story can be mine or so many other gay men. I decided to go with this lady killer because of the changes he has undergone thru the years. Some of us work to keep our bodies  in a state of harmony with nature and who we were and still are. Others possibly because they have done well or not too well have decided to put that in Al Gores’ lock box and by the time they opened it someone else came creeping out. Yes! Everyone is responsible for their choices and that is why I will go no further on this topic. That is a subplot in my introducing this true story(according to Steven Gaines). The real story here is how ladies, girls tend to go for gay guys sometimes marrying them even if they have questionable friends or questionable habits, like getting out of bed in the middle of the night to go for a walk because they can’t sleep. I think is more than looks that make a woman go for a gay guy and that is trust(?) or I should say better, chemistry and being able to talk from how which panties they should choose to how to handle a problem at  work to how crazy people are to back Trump. 
This is a boring story unless you get the meaning behind it and that is why I took the chance to publish it. I was amazed that someone who is actually a great writer would go into this self serving story until I saw his reasoning. A book is coming.
 My reasoning is different and is just to point out once again the qualities of many gay men. The best listeners and the best husbands be in gay or straight marriage are those that spend a little time in the closet. When they come out of the straight marriage because their secret is out they bring a sense of loyalty to the next relationship and an ability to be more patient than others being that they have been on both sides of the coin. 
The jury is still out how this new generation of young male brides is going to be. Are they getting married because is now available and the mystic behind it, for some I am sure. But how is the core of these new marriages. I have a feeling that regardless how faithful or not those marriages are they will stay married longer that the straight counter part precisely for that reason. It was something denied so now available to have and hold it has more substantive value.
Hope you leave me some input so I know if this was relevant to you or not. By the way the picture of the guy up there is not Steven (no such luck for Steven)
Steven Gaines published the below story on NY Magazine  ln their new segment Beta Male and me? Im your Publisher (and yes Im in shape which means weight commensurate with height and age. A good nutritionist will tell you that being weight down by muscles does not decrease your chances of a coronary  or heart attack but actually is increased if human hormones are taken) 
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When I was 15 years old, I set out on a quest to cure my homosexuality with a Freudian analyst, who promised I could be heterosexual. He said that not only would I begin to desire women, but I would eventually no longer be attracted to men. This sounded like a pretty good deal to me back in 1962, when my kind were referred to as homos and fairies, and there was nobody around to say it gets better. Given a choice of homo or “normal,” I chose normal.
The psychiatrist wasn’t an ogre; he was a good person who saw that I was suffering with my fate and offered me hope. He convinced me that Socratic analysis could cure my homosexuality if I wanted it enough, therapy’s shameless equivocation. I went to this well-meaning psychiatrist for over 13 years, sometimes four days a week, lying on a sofa facing a print of Bosch’s Garden of Earthly Delights, free associating and interpreting dreams, in search of the roots of my sexual aberration.
The key element of my therapy was to regularly have sex with women. It was like any other doctor’s prescriptive: Take one at bedtime. Except that after the first six years of analysis, I was still a virgin at age 21, with either men or women. I had never seen a vagina up close in person. My only exposure to the recesses of the female body was from the dirty pictures my father kept in the back of his top drawer wrapped in a brown paper bag. And from those blurry photos, taken in the 1940s and ’50s, the big bushy vaginas didn’t look too alluring.
It was only when my analyst threatened that analysis could go no further until I slept with a woman that I enlisted the help of a slightly older, pretty fashion illustrator, who was flattered to be asked to introduce me to the mysteries of a woman’s body. When I shared the impending loss of my virginity with a wealthy friend, he offered to pay for two adjoining hotel rooms in Philadelphia. For some reason he believed that my being away from New York would make the situation more relaxed, and if it turned out I couldn’t have sex with my fashion-illustrator friend, it would be less embarrassing if I had my own room to which to retreat — I suppose to weep with humiliation at my failure.
But that’s not what happened. If consummation was my goal, then my lovemaking was a success, but of course in reality it was not lovemaking. It was more like “show and tell.” It mortified me to have my own body noticed and touched, although I responded like any 21-year-old to oral sex. The fearsome vagina up close neither thrilled nor repelled. It was okay, but I was disconcerted by the new tastes and fragrances, and the occasional suction sound the vagina made during intercourse. I had never considered before that someone might pass gas during sex, and I was so uptight that I wasn’t amused when it happened to her and me. Cunnilingus, at which it turned out I excelled, was nevertheless a dark and smothering experience.
Nevertheless, losing my virginity was a big step forward in my cure, and encouraged by my analyst that I would learn to love the vagina, I began a succession of affairs with women over the next five or six years while abstaining from sex with men. Since I approached the whole sexual thing as more of a tourist than a native, I became a connoisseur of the female body the way a Jew appreciates the Vatican. It was a matter of responsibility to be a tender, satisfying partner, so I performed all of the obligatory sexual acts in appropriate order. (Petit déjeunerdéjeuner, and diner.)
In pursuit of love through sex, as the writer J.R. Ackerley put it, I would bed a woman for three or four months and then wander off when things began to get serious. Many of the women I dated were in search of a lifetime companion and progenitor, and I felt like a cad. It was a depressing and guilty time for me. I was pretending to be earnest in my affections when it was really a science project. I was leading these women on because I knew in my heart I was a dead end, and when I moved on it was heartache, sometimes for them and always for me.
It wasn’t hard for me to get laid once I started to try. I liked women, and they liked me. I was an early version of a 1970s metrosexual, good haircut, nice clothes, knew all the cool restaurants — and I wrote a pop-culture column for a major metropolitan newspaper. But more important, when straight guys hit on women there’s some underlying hunter-and-prey chemistry, and my sub rosa indifference was a turn-on. One night, at a trendy Columbus Avenue restaurant, I met a spectacular young woman through mutual friends. Let’s call her “Smithy” and disguise other identifying details, except that she had black hair and hazel eyes and the tiniest space between her front teeth that I found a charming flaw. I thought she was one of the most beautiful women I had seen since Julie Christie in Darling. She was the daughter of a stockbroker, went to Brown, and was finishing up her second year at Columbia Law School, after which she wanted to be a public defender. She was clever, too. After one drink she asked me if I was gay. “I’m not gay,” I said. “Why, do I act like I’m gay?” She gave me a suspicious look, so I took her back to my ramshackle townhouse on West 11th Street to prove my manhood. I was prepared to roll out my well-rehearsed sexual repertoire; instead I went off autopilot. It was intense and dirty.
Smithy raised the stakes on my quest. With Smithy sex was different, uninhibited — at a time when we weren’t yet inundated by millions of examples of sexual peccadillos on the internet. The next time I saw her she gave me a set of new sheets. “If this is going to continue we can’t have sex on Dudley Do-Right sheets,” she said. She gave me a nickname, too, the first time I had a petit nom d’amour: “Cowhead.” I was smitten. Love, sex, and status in the same package. Maybe therapy was working. With encouragement from my therapist, I made myself believe she was myfuture.
After a few months of dating I was invited to meet her family at their weekend home in Rye. On the way up on the train with Smithy, I fantasized about how I would become a part of the family, how I would charm them into approving of me, and how I would marry their smart daughter who was a lawyer and live happily ever after, financially cushioned by my rich in-laws. I woke up from my reverie when I saw Smithy’s older brother waiting for us at the train station. He was God’s cruel prank, sent to remind me of what was really possible in my life and what was not. Her brother wasSmithy, the same dark hair and hazel eyes, but as an athletic Irish god. I knew the whole day would be hell. I was so deranged by my attraction to him that I couldn’t raise my head for fear of gazing at him too long. To make things exquisitely worse, Smithy’s demon younger brother, a pimply 16-year-old who was onto my game, shot me sideways glances whenever his older brother entered the room. I was uncharacteristically quiet all day, and eventually Smithy took me aside and whispered, “What’s the matter?” I pretended I didn’t know what she was talking about, but I think she knew what the matter was. On some level everybody in the house knew I wasn’t exactly who I said I was.
I never felt as much of a fraud as I did at dinner with the family that night, being sized up by her father, “Call-me-Pete,” who had primate hair on his knuckles and played squash at the New York Athletic Club, because “tennis is for girls,” he said, sipping Macallans neat. I drank too much red wine at dinner, and the low point of the visit came when I choked on a piece of steak and needed the Heimlich maneuver, applied by the handsome brother, who wrapped his arms around me and popped the steak out of my mouth like he was burping a kewpie doll.
Smithy didn’t say much on the way back to New York. I dropped her off in a taxi at her apartment building. We talked on the phone a few times, but her heart wasn’t in it. I thought of telling her I was gay, but she knew, no matter what happened in bed. I saw her on TV 25 years later, a talking head on a cable TV news show. She was a public defender in San Francisco, still just as beautiful, but the space between her front teeth that I liked so much was gone.
After Smithy there were other women I thought I loved, but not completely. And although I enjoyed the intimacy of sex with women, I was driven by nature and design to love a man more. Diligently pleasing a partner is not the same as making love. And making love is not the same as lust. Even psychiatry didn’t claim to know how to make people lust. And lust is the glue of love. Oh yes it is. At least at first.
Steve Gaines: Adapted from One of These Things First, a memoir, which will be published on August 8 by Delphinium Books. Preorder it here.

November 19, 2014

UK Attitude Magazine Coming Out with a Gay Teen Version



                                                                       
The gay lifestyle magazine Attitude has launched a spin-off aimed at teenagers, the first time a gay publication has been specifically aimed at a teen audience. 
The first edition of the digital magazine aTEEN features a photoshoot with the 20-year-old diver Tom Daley, who came out as gay at the end of last year. 
Charlie King, who was on the reality TV show The Only Way is Essex, appears on one version of the cover and writes a “coming out diary” in the magazine, detailing the bullying he suffered at school as well as a period of depression in his twenties. 
An alternative cover features Jaymi Hensley of the boyband Union J who, along with his fiancé, appeared in an advertising campaign for the menswear chain Moss Bros earlier in the year. 
The magazine also carries relationship and dating advice, information about safe sex, and other articles by young gay men.
Though currently only available in tablet form, either with the regular edition of Attitude or standalone, publishers say aTEEN could become a quarterly print magazine if the venture proves successful. 
Christian Guiltenane, an assistant editor at Attitude and former editor of OK!, who was behind the launch, said he wished a magazine like aTEEN had been around when he was growing up as a gay man. 
“There was nothing that appealed to a 16-year-old outside the metropolis - the established gay mags tended to be aimed at an older audience with a large income and a lifestyle far removed from my own,”he said. 
Attitude celebrated its 20th anniversary in March and counts David Beckham, Daniel Radcliffe, Stephen Fry and Sir Ian McKellan as previous cover stars.

November 21, 2013

“Sexiest Man Alive” Sparks Backlash-(Gimme-a-break)

Adam Levine’s 2013 honor from People caused one person to simply respond, ‘Not. Even. Close.’

PEOPLE MAGAZINE

Adam Levine’s 2013 honor from People caused one person to simply respond, ‘Not. Even. Close.’

Adam Levine has garnered the coveted title of People magazine's 2013 "Sexiest Man Alive." But for some, the news came as a bit of a shock and roused suggestions that other men are more fitting for the honor.
"So sorry. Nothing sexy about a man-o-rexic, serial model-dater," Angela Olsen posted on Facebook. "Oh, did I mention his nasal, whiny voice? He is the #Antisexy."
Offering alternate suggestions like "Man of Steel's" Henry Cavill, Chris Hemsworth and Ryan Gosling, many folks weren't too keen on Levine ranking No. 1.
"Got it wrong, wrong, wrong," responder "Controversy" voiced in dismay.
Channing Tatum is among the magazine’s most recent choices.

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Channing Tatum is among the magazine’s most recent choices.

The 34-year-old Maroon 5 frontman was rumored to be up for the title, which George Clooney held twice in 1997 and again in 2006, for days before Carson Daly finally confirmed the speculation live during NBC's "The Voice" Tuesday night.
One immediate reaction to the news was from the show’s coach Blake Shelton, who said, “I want you to know that I think you're beautiful for what's on the inside." 
Levine and Shelton then embraced before all four coaches including, Cee Lo Green and Christina Aguilera, shared a group hug.
But the feedback hasn't all been so kumbaya. In fact, a large majority of responders have reacted with bewilderment as to how Levine was able to swing the mag's top votes.
George Clooney has been selected for the title twice.

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George Clooney has been selected for the title twice.

"Who votes in these surveys? Blind people?" commenter “NorthStar” included. 
Still, a reaction from "JoJo10" stated Levine is "obsessed with Victoria's Secret Angels and secretly wants to be one."
"If scrawny body, giraffe-necked, 2-day stubble guys with hair growth creeping down their necks are 'in,' then yes, I can see why People chose this guy," one critic, Robin Long, stated.
Regardless of public reaction, "The Voice" coach can take a moment to bask in the glory of being added to a list that includes Johnny Depp, Denzel Washington, Brad Pitt and most recently Bradley Cooper and Channing Tatum.
Some don’t think Levine measures up to legendary hot men like Denzel Washington.

PEOPLE MAGAZINE

Some don’t think Levine measures up to legendary hot men like Denzel Washington.

However, critics has every right to voice its opinion on the matter, as the title of "Sexiest Man Alive" holds some weight. But not all the responses have been from naysayers.
"People you got it soooo right this year!!!" fan @JennLovesM5 tweeted.
"I'm not sure I want to know anyone who is not ok with this choice," @ShoshEAK wrote on Twitter.
In keeping it real, the backlash seems to overwhelm the positivity from the news that Levine nabbed the top spot.
Tracii McGregor put it quite simple on Facebook, "Not. Even. Close. 

December 24, 2012

Good Bye Newsweek It’s Been A Long Journey


By Mark Whitaker, CNN  
 CNN -- When people ask me if there's anything I miss about my old job at Newsweek, it's an easy answer. Besides the amazingly talented colleagues I worked with there, I miss picking the cover.The cover is the calling card of any magazine, but it was particularly true for newsmagazines, since we put out a new issue every week and the range of subjects we had to choose from was so broad. 

In my era, as competition from more instant news on cable TV and the Web became ever more intense, it was also the one area where our slowpoke frequency could work in our favor.Make a smart call on the cover, and it stayed on newsstands and coffee tables for an entire week for readers to admire and discuss. It's why, for instance, I still hear people talk about the cover story that I asked Fareed Zakaria, my former colleague at Newsweek (and now at CNN), to write after 9/11 called "Why They Hate Us."Of course, the opposite was also true. Make a dumb call and you had to live with it for a whole week. A crudely Photoshopped cover of Martha Stewart emerging from behind a curtain after her brief prison stint for obstruction of justice and making false statements to investigators comes to mind.


Mark Whitaker
Mark Whitaker
For decades, the cover was also how the fierce competition between Newsweek and Time was defined. In the 1960s, Newsweek became a "hot book" after three decades as a distant also-ran, thanks largely to its forward-looking covers on civil rights, Vietnam and the women's movement (not to mention Twiggy and LSD). In the 1970s, it was the cleverness of its cover designs as well as the depth of its reporting that wowed everyone who followed Newsweek's coverage of Watergate.
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When both magazines put a young Bruce Springsteen on the cover in the same week in 1975, it became conventional wisdom that we tried to copy each other. But the opposite was true: We were always looking to win the cover war, and we exulted when we did.
One of my photo editors, a friend of Demarchelier's, went to his apartment, woke him up and persuaded him to give us the negative. When I saw a wire service photo several hours later of Time's cover, a standard news shot of Diana, I knew our issue would crush theirs on the newsstand. And it did, selling well over a million copies.Some weeks, like that one, the thrill was in "crashing" a cover at the last minute when a big story broke close to our Sunday deadline. John F. Kennedy Jr. would perish in a plane accident, or Saddam Hussein would get captured in Iraq, and we'd switch covers and have the satisfaction of looking nimble and newsy on Monday.One of those moments came for me the weekend that Princess Diana died in 1997. We held the presses, threw out the issue we had just put to bed and came back into the office in the wee hours to publish a new one. I wanted a striking image for the cover and remembered a black and white photo of a short-haired Diana that had been taken by the fashion photographer Patrick Demarchelier.Details, however, could sometimes get overlooked in the rush. In 1990, when I wrote a Sunday story on Nelson Mandela's release from prison, we put the word "Free!" on the cover. We never stopped to think that people would assume we were giving away the magazine for nothing.

On slower news weeks, the satisfaction was in posing a pressing or provocative question about the economy, or race relations, or gay rights, or the fight to improve our health or save our schools. Or it was in deciding which icons deserved covers when they died, and what new cultural figures were worth highlighting on the way up. As proud as I was of putting a newly elected senator from Illinois named Barack Obama on our year-end cover in 2004, I was just as proud of selecting Jon Stewart in 2003.Then there was the sheer creative fun of coming up with the designs and words for the cover. I'll never forget election night 2000, when the race between George W. Bush and Al Gore went into overtime. We were closing a special issue, and we had prepared separate covers declaring each man the winner. But what to do now?At about 3 in the morning, my art director walked into my office with an image that her staff had concocted of the two faces melded into one. "That's genius!" I said, and we put it on the cover with the headline "The Winner Is…”

Decades from now, when people have forgotten most of what they read inside the pages of Newsweek, they'll still remember the visual impact of covers like that one. And those of us who were lucky enough to work there will remember those late nights, crowded in the editor's office, competing to see who could come up with the best cover line. It sure was heaven while it lasted.

August 20, 2012

When Ezra Miller Came Out on ‘Out' Magazine } "I’m Queer"



Openly gay actor Ezra Miller (top) along with his ‘The Perks of Being A Wallflower’ co-stars, Logan Lerman and Johnny Simmons, take the cover of ‘Out’ magazine’s September 2012 issue.
Miller, best known for his roles in ‘City Island’, ‘Every Day’, and ‘We Need To Talk About Kevin,’ is not only preparing for his debut in ‘The Perks of Being a Wallflower,’ but he is also ready to reveal his true self to the world. Here’s what he had to share with the mag:
“I’m queer,” he says, simply. “I have a lot of really wonderful friends who are of very different sexes and genders. I am very much in love with no one in particular. I’ve been trying to figureout relationships, you know? I don’t know if it’s responsible for kids of my age to be so aggressively pursuing monogamous binds, because I don’t think we’re ready for them. The romanticism within our culture dictates that that’s what you’re supposed to be looking for. Then when we find what we think is love — even if it is love — we do not yet have the tools. I do feel that it’s possible to be at this age unintentionally hurtful, just by being irresponsible — which is fine. I’m super down with being irresponsible. I’m just trying to make sure my lack of responsibility no longer hurts people. That’s where I’m at in the boyfriend/girlfriend/zefriend type of question.”


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July 11, 2012

ESPN } The Naked Issue!

 New England Patriots hunk Rob Gronkowski, 23, and New York Knicks’ Tyson Chandler, 29, who doesn't hold back in praising his own physique,
  posed nude for the ESPN Body Issue
Strategically placed: NFL's Rob Gronkowski pulls no punches and, right, NBA hunk Tyson Chandler, who praises his own physique saying: 'I'm tall with broad shoulders and my waist is small'

Gronkowski reveals he has always grown up around fitness, saying: 'My father was in the fitness equipment business, so our basement was always a weight room.'
Striking pose: Toronto Blue Jays slugger Jose Bautista puts his muscular build on display
Striking pose: Toronto Blue Jays slugger Jose Bautista puts his muscular build on display
And talking about how he honed his running skills, he added: 'I wasn’t very coordinated as a kid. My running was sloppy because I got tall quickly. But once I got used to my body, I became more coordinated. My running is all cleaned up now.'
For the New York Knick's centre, Tyson Chandler, 'The Body Issue' is a chance for him to let the 'average person' take 'a good look at athletes' bodies and why we are able to do the things we do.'
'I think a lot of people are curious about it,' added Chandler.
'I wanted people to look at my body and see why I'm able to do the things I do on the court.
'Also, it's a very artistic shoot, and seeing that in past issues made me want to do it.'
Indeed, 29-year-old Chandler is particularly proud of his body, claiming to be very well proportioned.
'I'm tall with broad shoulders,' said Chandler to ESPN in an interview prior to the launch of the edition. 

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June 25, 2012

Gay Magazine ‘Attitude' Sold


 Vitality Publishing, the owner of lads' magazine Loaded, has sold gay lifestyle magazine Attitude to a new joint-venture publishing and events company.
The company, which acquired Loaded and three other titles from IPC Media in October 2010, was subject to a management buyout in January, led by publishing director Peter Hatch, who took the role of managing director.
Attitude has been spun off into newly formed publishing and events company Attitude Media, which has three shareholders.
Triactive, which had owned Vitality, takes a 50% stake in Attitude Media; 25% is held personally by Julian Agostini, the owner of Mash Media, which publishes business titles including Exhibition News and Conference News. The remaining 25% is held personally by Darren Styles, owner of Stream Publishing, which handles customer and in-flight publishing for Vauxhall, Flybe and CityJet.
Styles will become publishing director at Attitude Media, which has 20 editorial and design staff, while Agostini is to launch an events division. The fledgling division, which currently has four staff, is to launch Club With Attitude to mark the magazine's 18th birthday in April, and the Attitude awards in October.
Attitude is published every four weeks at a price of £4.25 for the printed edition. It also has 5,000 digital-only subscribers via its website and is available as an iPad edition.
Vitality has previously sold off titles such as Women's Fitness, which was acquired by Dennis Publishing in July last year.
Triactive, the former parent company of Vitality Publishing, also owns Magazine Cloner, which makes digital versions of about 300 titles including the iPad version of the Independent newspaper.
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February 13, 2012

"Swim Two Boys” {London Riverside Studios}

   
Two boys? Swimming? You know what that means – Speedos. Meet the stars of new touring gay production. 

Daniel Connor 

There’s a powerful section in the piece where the two boys kiss for the first time. I remember myself and Murilo being totally unaware that we would have to kiss. We had never been briefed on the matter, and it came as quite a shock. The matter of ‘The Kiss’ grew more and more awkward throughout rehearsals and the section was regularly avoided. This is something I find amusing now as I find the kiss merely a drop in the ocean when included in this massive emotional rollercoaster.
People keep asking myself and Murlio how we find the ‘acting’ side of the show. This is always something that unsettles me somewhat, I am by no means an ‘actor’. I am a dancer, a performer. For me, there is a definite difference not something I trained in.  All the laughter, tears, and general emotion that appears in At Swim Two Boys is genuine. It is totally driven by the choreography. Credit has to be given to Jim Ennis and Jessica Cohen for their clear direction. They made me ‘act’ without me even realising it.
The feedback the show has received has been truly overwhelming and almost leaves me wishing I could be an audience member for a night, just to feel this ‘atmosphere/vibe’ audiences up and down the country say they have been touched by. It even brought my 87-year-old nan to tears, and she’s a tough cookie to crumble!

Earthfall Dance Company’s UK tour of At Swim Two Boys starts at London’s Riverside Studios 7–25 February. For full tour details visit atswimtwoboys.com.

Photo: Hugo Glendinning 

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