633 posts categorized "ME"

Dec 15 2014
Rich Man, Lepore Man Comments (0)

Amanda-LeporeThis old thing? (P.S. I'm not holding the purse.)

Thanks to Gregory Pace, I finally got my picture taken with New York institution Amanda Lepore. We were at the CockyBoys (Work Unfriendly) holiday bash, where I also finally got to meet CockyBoys founder Jake Jaxson, Davyd Dixon (porn PR extraordinaire) and Zachary Sire (Str8 Up Gay Porn), and see Erik Schut (TLA).

Tayte-HansonA very important Tayte

As an added bonus, I had a great talk with Tayte Hanson, who just debuted new, shorter hair (but who is more substantive than that comment implies). Others on hand included Diesel Washington, Liam Riley, Levi Karter and Helix model (for now?) Ryker Madison...but I'm quite sure there were many more.

 
Dec 11 2014
#TBT: Bro Before Hose Comments (0)

Matthew-Rettenmund

In my backyard at 6021 N. McKinley Road, (313) 659-3886. Which I memorized in kindergarten and will never forget.

 
Dec 04 2014
John Hancock-Tease: Richard Simmons Comments (0)

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I was a very fat kid. Like, I was a kid and a half. By first grade, I was the fattest kid in my class, a 75-pounder.

Sometime during grade school, I became fixated on Richard Simmons. I liked that he was such a screaming homo (for your reference, Richard Simmons to this DAY is not officially out) and I embraced his 1980s silliness. Plus, I thought if I danced around to my little black-and-white TV while he bounced around inside of it, I might get skinny.

At some point, I wrote him of my progress, and would you believe he wrote back? I didn't believe it myself, which is why I licked my finger and smeared his autograph, just to make sure it was real.

 
Nov 24 2014
John Hancock-Tease: Penn Badgley Comments (0)

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When I ran a teen mag, I knew what the fuck I was doing. I could spot stars in their embryonic form from a mile away. Less hyperbolically, I was pretty good at figuring out which kids would blossom—I made good, early calls on Zac Efron, the Jonas Brothers, Hilary Duff, Jessica Simpson and lots more.

I was also on the money with Penn Badgley, who was such a cutie on a new show in 2002 called Do Over that we did an exclusive shoot with him.

When he ran in the mag, he sent me this adorable signed headshot. I can't tell you how rare it was to receive a thank-you.

 
Nov 21 2014
20 Important Pictures From The Party For The 20th Annual OUT100 List Comments (0)

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#1 After my question to him at last year's OUT100 on being a sex symbol, I finally got to more formally meet the adorable Brian Sims...who debuted his boyfriend at the event. (Not me.)

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#2 After receiving a smattering of boos (the gays love their PrEP) and lots of cheers, Zachary Quinto still decided not to deliver a long speech since the Stage 48 crowd was rambunctious and drunk. After he accepted his award, host Lea DeLaria noted that the world is divided between those who did and those who did not see him in The Glass Menagerie:

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#3 Speaking of which, yes, she did reference riding the fucking subway.

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#4 Several Macy's models stood around looking like this and being judged by a room filled with gay men.

Samira-Wiley

#5 Charming Samira Wiley thanked all of OUT's staff and her amazing parents for her award.

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Nov 20 2014
John Hancock-Tease: Debbie Harry Comments (0)

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I was obsessed with Debbie Harry because my older cousin had been into Blondie, so I felt this was one easy way to be cool. Of course, solo Debbie was very uncool; she couldn't even buy a Top 40 hit. But it was too late, I'd bought all of Blondie's albums and was drinking up Debbie's first two solo record, so was dying to hear her follow-up.

I wrote a fan letter to...somewhere. I don't know. I probably found an address in a British teen mag, the only place you'd find a 40-year-old popstar's address pre-Internet. Months later, a gorgeous postcard arrived with a fab autograph on it, urging me (on the back) to listen for a new album in 1989, which turned out to be Def, Dumb & Blonde.

I was livid that the USPS had stamped all over the autograph and picture, but I was also dying that the Greta Garbo of pop was re-emerging soon. I couldn't have even imagined then that Blondie would reunite and embark on tours so often I could afford to skip some of them, and that I would eventually meet her a few times. If the postcard had said that, I might have dropped out of college.

 
Nov 17 2014
John Hancock-Tease: Marky Mark Comments (0)

Autograph-Mark-Wahlberg

I first heard Marky Marky and the Funky Bunch in Chicago's famed Gramaphone record store, one of whose employees had inexplicably once scissored me like we were lesbians, which was a sexual maneuver for men that never seemed to be effective for anything except transmitting rectal warts, perhaps.

I loved the song. It was stupid-good, and good-stupid.

The singer was my type, was everyone's type. So I bought a bunch of pictures of him whenever I could.

When I moved to NYC, he was releasing a book that he had dedicated to his penis (which was a coincidence, as I was dedicated to his penis as well), so I showed up to a booksigning he was having in Greenwich Village. Surprise! It was all gay men.

The rule was we could only have our books signed, but I brought a stack of sexy magazine tearsheets. When I got up to him, I spread them out quickly as his guards jumped to remove them. He waved them off and signed them without even looking, including this image of his ass being bared by his brother. The picture had everything: Muscles! Ass! Incest-adjacent inappropriateness!

And now it had Marky Mark's funky signature.

I wish he wasn't such a douchebag, because he really does have a nice ass.

 
Nov 13 2014
John Hancock-Tease Comments (0)

Autograph-Eric Hanson

When I worked in porn (don't get excited, it was for magazines and I wasn't in them), part of my job was to make up model copy so the utterly dull models would sound like they were fascinating. Or at least, so the utterly sexy models would sound sexy in a way that translated to print. So I did a lot of stories about guys who bragged that they were secretly total homos no matter what they told their girlfriends, which of course the real-life models absolutely loved reading. #deaththreats

Rarely, I would do real interviews on the phone with guys. One of them must have been with Eric Hanson, a totally famous porn star who I do not remember talking to. But I must've, because that's how I would've had his address to ask him to sign a page from the feature. He wrote me the above sticky and sweet note that looks like it was written by a girlfriend.

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I was much more attached to Rick Koch, who was superhot, superhairy and gave a me a scorching-hot interview considering he was also straight. In spite of the fact that I was so cock-blinded by him that I misspelled his name as Rich in the magazine, he generously signed a photo of his peen for me, playfully asking me to lend him a hand in the shower.

I was, after all, an editor with the power to run these guys again and again.

Whoever said porn stars are not smart probably places too much emphasis on arts and literature.