I think the 1970s will always be the decade for me. Obviously, I grew up in that era, but the beauty standard was touchable, kissable.
“Remember that I was out of the closet at the age of sixteen. My parents knew I was gay; I'd had to tell them.”
“Mourning is not forgetting... It is an undoing. Every minute tie has to be untied and something permanent and valuable recovered and assimilated from the dust.”