The Advocate‘s “A Day In Gay America” tells their version of what it means to be gay in America, and it’s pretty gay! There is an interview with Adam Lambert, and then there a bunch of pictures of white, rich people attending gay weddings, going to the gym, lounging by pools, and holding their babies. What is the deal with gays and babies? Isn’t the point of being gay not having to deal with annoying babies? Also, there are two lesbians kissing a chicken. Who are these people?
To be fair, thumbing through this issue of The Advocate isn’t any different than thumbing through any other magazine that’s supposed to be depicting any given group of people, gay or straight. I’ve never seen myself in any “average” person in any magazine pictorial, not because I think I’m above average (if anything, I’m below average), but because I instinctively recoil at the notion that I’m supposed to see some version of myself in someone else’s staged representation of what someone is supposed to be. Yet this is of course what magazines have always done–try and sell you on what you’re supposed to be, what you could be, and what you’re supposed to buy.
The other thing that magazines have always done is make me want things I could never afford or be good enough for. For example, the hot intern featured in the Advocate staff’s “Day In Gay America,” Jeffrey Hartinger! Helllloooo cutie.
[Jeffrey Hartinger: Generation (WH)Y]
[Advocate]
OMG That Jeffrey Hartinger kid is sooooooooo hott
They need to follow Danny Pinatuaro to one of his Tupperware parties!
Damn, dude. Do you like anybody?
Ok Asenath, I agree but kind of like Annie Potts in Corvette Summer. More sleazy looking.
The last two pics = cute cute. Especially the top one with the clear glasses.
Did Adam Lambert mean to look like that? Because in the photo attached to the headline, he’s serving me Annie Potts circa Pretty in Pink.
Hahahahahahahahahahah! Asenath you KILL ME!! (I’m still giggling over OccupySonoma!) LOL
What’s the matter? I thought you liked ’em a little “fey” and “sweet”…
Did I step on your tail or something?
I have a tail? Where’d you get that from?
I’d speculate over your anatomy, but I just ate…
Liza is what came to my mind
I kinda thought more like Rosie / the butch haircut years