The first time I ever felt like a woman was when I first watched Sex and the City.

Camp, theatrical, and yet natural are the photographs of Hungarian-born Szilveszter Makó.

Queer media, particularly queer romance, has been gaining traction in mainstream media.

Everyone loves a good romantic-comedy.

2025 was a gluttonous year for pop music.

I am no better than your average media obsessed demon.

Wishes are everywhere. Movies, music, fairytales. We make wishes anywhere and anytime we can…

I will admit, one of my guilty pleasures is watching a reality TV show that involves “falling in love sight unseen”.

Victorian girls were Pro-level gift givers.

“I grew up in a system that rewarded my gift but didn’t always protect my soul.”

An absolutely, positively, inspiring sequence of events transpired this past week that gave me hope for a brief moment in our ever-increasing perilous cultural climate.

I was sixteen years old when I first read Frank O’Hara’s poem “For Grace, After a Party.”

Odessa A’zion seems to be a name that the public simply cannot get enough of!

Fashion has historically been a political outlet.

Sweet East, home of magic, where hidden amongst the green brush lie the most elusive creatures.

Empathy isn’t kindness–it’s power.

Well, you heard it here first…what started out as an afterthought finally trimmed into my reality.

There’s a common denominator one can find through every millenium’s defining story.

Every time I step into the portal of Miami, I am reminded of its magic.

Every December, artists, collectors, celebrities, and tourists visit Miami to experience one of the world’s most influential cultural hubs.