The world’s largest pasta producer, Barilla, made a big spaghetti uh-oh today, when chairman Guido Barilla said he would never feature a gay couple in the company’s advertisements. The Advocate reports: Read more »
If you read our quarterly magazine, you may have stumbled across “Hey Chirl!”, our relationship column that seeks to tackle every gay-love conundrum that comes its way. The columnist, irreverent Dear-Abby-in-the-making Twink St. Pine, has dished advice on all sorts of wacky problems — from a guy who longs to top his strictly top boyfriend to one confused fella whose boo wants to have a threesome with another woman. Yes, no problem is too big for Twink St. Pine — unless of course its a lack of questions.
Put that hunty to work by sending whatever gay-love woe is ailing you at the moment. We can promise he’ll work his tail off to find the best solution to your problem, or at least entertain you with some kind of sassy-pants response.
You can reach him at firstname.lastname@example.org. All submissions, of course, will remain strictly anonymous.
I’ve been, shall we say, at the bottom of things for my entire three-year relationship, but lately I’m wondering about what it would be like to be tops. Problem is, the boyfriend has made it clear he wants no part of a swap. Should I just forget it?
Chirl, negotiating sex is like cutting the federal deficit: Everybody thinks it’s a good idea until you start actually suggesting things. Your problem isn’t actually about sex—it’s about being flexible (and I’m not talking about the cowboy position). Unwillingness to compromise almost always leads to resentment, something I can testify to every time my Arthur refuses to hand over the black Amex. If your guy can’t be open-minded enough to simply try something new in the sack, he risks you eventually giving him the sack.
Settle this: On first dates, who pays?
Chirl, the safest rule is this: On first dates, you split it, whether it’s coffee or a five-course meal at Vetri. (Side note: Do not agree to split a five-course meal at Vetri on a first date unless date looks like Darren Criss. Or perhaps is Darren Criss.)
Is there one ideal place to meet guys?
Chirl, as decried as it may be, the standard gay bar offers instant eye contact and appraisal, a safe atmosphere to chat without too much pressure, and … booze. A gay interest group can offer similar opportunities (PhillyGayCalendar lists a bunch) without the Manhunt-y vibe. Of course, I met Arthur at that other gay mecca, Nordstrom. I said to myself, Any man buying that much Lilly Pulitzer is worth knowing. Read more »
Now we know where Judge Dan Anders gets that get-up-and-go. In an article on Lancaster Online, the gay judge’s 78-year-old mother, Kathleen Anders is featured as she preps to run her first marathon, this weekend’s Stroehmann Back on My Feet 20in24 Challenge. The race is a 24-hour trek and it raises money for the organization, which “uses running to help homeless people change the way they see themselves and find work and housing.” Read more »
The G Philly team is off roasting wieners and all that jazz … again. But don’t worry, we’ll be back in action first thing Friday morning.
Until then, we leave you with this extra-gay rendition of “The Star Spangled Banner” (above) to elicit those swelling feelings of both patriotism and gay pride.
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I’ve been dating a great guy for a few months, and think I may be in love. Now the problem: He’s just been offered a job in L.A. I worry we don’t have enough time behind us to make it in a long-distance relationship. Am I nuts to even try?
Chirl, absence not only makes the heart grow fonder; it also drives it totally nuts. You haven’t hit the “reality” phase of your relationship yet (You’re still moony, and good for you), and that means your foundation for trust to survive weeks apart is going to be mushy at best. But you know what? Try it. Sometimes love does conquer all. And if you don’t try it, you’ll always wonder what might have happened if you had.
Last week my boyfriend stunned me by announcing he wanted to try a threesome — with a woman. To say I have no interest is putting it mildly. Do I owe it to him to give it a whirl? Read more »
Bootycandy continues its high-energy, candy-coated run at The Wilma Theater all weekend long, starting tonight. The stage show promises a tongue-in-cheek, rumpus rendition of life as a gay African-American, starting with a behind-the-pulpit, over-the-top church sermon meant to set the stage for the rest of the show. Check back next week for a full review. (Side note: Has anyone else noticed the “In your 20s” discount The Wilma Theater is offering? Rejoice, Millennials.) 8 p.m., $23-$46, The Wilma Theater, 265 S. Broad St. Read more »
Every Friday, G Philly resident DJ Patrick DeMarco mixes a roundup of tunes to take you into the weekend. This week, we kick it off with an upbeat, inspirational selection of pop, club and deep-house anthems dedicated to our friends in Beantown. Turn it up! Read more »
I don’t want to pander to stereotypes, but let’s face it, the Philadelphia Science Festival (PSF) probably won’t draw the gayest crowd on Earth — but that’s not to say it shouldn’t. Here, I round up five events from the 10-day festival that have homo (-sexual and -sapien) written all over them.
Analyze the full list after the jump. Read more »
FRIDAY SPOTLIGHT: This month’s edition of sweat-sexy dance party Cutn Paste is expanding to take over the top two floors of The Bike Stop. Curated by Bare Roots/Teeth River and hosted by the aptly named Icon Ebony-Fierce, the inspired bash gets musical treatment from DJs Nolita Selector and Precolumbian. 9 p.m.-2 a.m., $5, The Bike Stop, 206 S. Quince St. Read more »