Blog: First Hollywood Job
Jun05

Blog: First Hollywood Job

This piece appears in full at Hollywood Journal. My first Hollywood job was not actually in Hollywood, but in New York. I was in college; a freshman whose cubicle-sized dorm was covered in wall-to-wall photographs of old movie stars. With black-and-white images of Dietrich, Crawford, Harlow and their fellow goddesses staring down at me, I dreamed of a career in the movies. Perhaps that’s why I responded to an ad for a job as a...

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Blog: Daddy and Me
Oct23

Blog: Daddy and Me

This piece first appeared in The Advocate. The first time I ever saw a sign that read “Mommy and Me” was outside a movie theater in Los Feliz, an extremely liberal enclave of extremely liberal Los Angeles. On Wednesday afternoons, this movie theater hosted “Mommy and Me” screenings. I imagined a theater filled with mothers nursing their newborns as they watched the latest art-house film, and as a father-to-be, I immediately felt...

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Blog: Goodbye Damon
Sep24

Blog: Goodbye Damon

I met Damon Intrabartolo on November 5, 2000. I was twenty-four years old. I had never had a boyfriend. My friend Mark told me he was going to take me to his friend Jon Hartmere’s play, “bare.” Jon was single and Mark thought we would hit it off. We arrived at the Hudson Theater in Los Angeles. I was so busy crying through the show that I didn’t notice that above the actors, a manic young man conducted the band. After the show, I met...

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Blog: My Faye Story
Aug21

Blog: My Faye Story

It seems as if everyone who lives in West Hollywood has a Faye Dunaway story. I have heard of sightings at the cheese counter of Whole Foods, Faye berating some poor soul because they don’t have the manchego she likes. I have heard of sightings at the Virgin Megastore (remember CD stores?), Faye accosting a manager because she was displeased with their classical selection. I have heard of sightings at local coffee shops, Faye mistaken...

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