Is hooking up with your neighbor the best idea, or the worst?
Kyle Langan goes on a Chappy date with a celebrity with harboring a secret all his own.
After a brief hiatus, the Kyle Chronicles are BACK. And we’re taking LA by storm with Chappy.
Over the month-long winter break, Jack and I had become basically inseparable. We were going out together constantly, spending time together, really becoming closer in whatever undefinable “thing” our relationship was. I knew Aiden needed space to figure out what he wanted us to be, so I was giving it to him, though part of me couldn’t wait to see him as soon as he returned to Los Angeles. Upon his return, we went for a lovely hike in Malibu and I invited him to an alumni event that my college was hosting in LA. While there, my friend/college crush/college fling, Caroline, whom had also relocated to LA, had the chance to meet Aiden, which I was more than thrilled about. Caroline is a diminutive, bubbly, outgoing Italian girl who always has an opinion and is never afraid to speak it. I hadn’t come out to her yet, though, so…
Life is all about choices. Six months had passed with Jack and I was happier than I had been since moving to Los Angeles – maybe even happier than I had been in five years. I was choosing to spend my time with someone I cared deeply for, and with that relationship I also inherited a slew of new, amazing friends that I was thrilled to see every day. However, though I was having the time of my life and though my feelings were strong, I wasn’t letting myself become waylaid by the “details” of what Jack and I were. We had our thing together and it made me happy. And no one had to understand it but us. Though, as all relationships do, both friendship and romantic, there comes a time for progression. People become closer and relationships jump to the next level. While Jack and I were becoming…
As you may recall, I had an apartment flood recently which left me homeless and without a bed for a few nights, drowning in uncertainty. Thankfully, Long Beach’s biggest tourist attraction came to the rescue so I wouldn’t sink; hence an evening aboard The Queen Mary…The story goes that the old Queen is loud, beautiful, unpredictable, and haunted (I’m talking about the ship, guys, not the latest performer in a WeHo drag-show), so I was very intrigued to check her out and explore. I checked into my room and was excited, thinking I’d have a little porthole to gaze out of into the smoggy Los Angeles night sky as I drifted to sleep. But no. I swiped my keycard and was greeted by a window-less room, which kinda made my heart sink (not go on and oonnnnnnnn). The accommodations were nice though and I just reminded myself that it was…
Straight men get a lot of shit for behaving in ways that may not always be as tidy or acceptable when seen from a woman’s perspective. Dishes might pile up. Clothes might go unwashed. The floor may not have been vacuumed for a little longer than socially acceptable – can you tell I’m looking around my apartment while writing this post? – and many times outfits are called into question. Just the other week I was talking to a really good gay guy friend of mine and he was telling me that half of my wardrobe was positively unacceptable for not only my age, but also the era we live in. GREAT. Though this tough love was, well, tough to hear, I’ve concluded that every straight guy needs a gay man’s perspective on the world to be more successful in his personal life.1. The Best WingmanHave you ever noticed how…
Dating, anywhere on the planet, can be a hugely mystifying and gruesome experience. But dating in LA is a whole ‘nother ballgame. I had this girl over the other night (we’ll call her Tammy, in an effort to protect identities) and though there were some ups, overall the whole ordeal fell kinda flat. ♫ Just Keep Drinking, Just Keep Drinking, Drinking…♫ Basically, I just wanted a date. I hadn’t been on a “real” one in a while and I didn’t want to get rusty. I believe dating is a serious skill that, with practice, you can learn to hone and perfect to use in ways to either get people to sleep with you OR to find that that special someone. As Chris, my co-worker aka my Mr. Miyagi of dating, likes to put it; “The Right Girl vs. The Right Now Girl”. I kind of went against my better judgment…