I used to be part of that life. Fashion Week is like the Oscars for fashion people – you spend days in advance planning your wardrobe. You make sure that you’ll attend every ‘important’ show or party. I packed two bags of black clothing plus amazing scarves, jewelry and shoes. Then I worried endlessly about those clothes, jewelry and shoes. I worried people would think I was no longer relevant since I’m not part of this life anymore.
This year’s Pride celebrations in San Francisco and New York City wave the banner of LGBT equality in a tradition they’ve carried since 1970, and at the same time draw visitors from far and wide to the party.
That minister sitting next to you at my dinner table – gay. In fact, my architect, accountant, financial advisor, attorney – all members of my church, all gay.