According to The Advocate, we're living in the age of the silver fox. And to prove it, the magazine's annual sex issue is sporting a pouty, pensive-looking Anderson Cooper on the cover. Inside, you'll find fluff pieces on lesbian cougars (shudder) and a rather long story about some guy who spent a year sleeping almost exclusively with married men (whore).
I guess I've been living in the age of the silver fox since I started dating men six years ago. I've always skewed older as I found myself bored and mistreated by guys my age. Not that the older ones were any nicer some of the times, but at least the conversations were far more interesting. These guys also gave me something to aspire to, as at the very start of my career I thought I'd be faxing and copying for the rest of my life. "You mean you don't get your boss' coffee? Innnnteresting."
Of course, none of those situations ever turned into anything serious. And it's not like I stopped trying to find a more age appropriate paramour during my single days either. Soon enough, though, I was introduced to James, a silver fox whom I would later claim as my very own. Four years later, the warranty has expired but I have no plans to trade him in. He's adorable. I'd hate to think I fit some gay relationship prototype, but I do know that I have with James works, it's festive, and I couldn't imagine living my life with anyone else.
And while I don't think an attraction to debonair, sophisticated men is anything new, I do thank The Advocate for the fodder for today's blog and for reminding me how lucky I am to have my very own James.
3 comments:
Gotta love The Advocate: a publication geared for LGBT people with writers who endorse candidates who gay bash offering front page to a man who isn't out.
You've really outdone yourself this time. Excellent post!
Yes James, I think I outdid myself here, too.
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