So, you always read those stories... the ones that end in 'and that's how I knew I was gay'.

Forgive me for what I'm about to do... but it's 2 am and Rich is STILL at work, for the second time tonight, and I'm hanging out with Steve and his boys and feeling... giggly.

I remember being 12 and seeing this and just losing my mind. I'm pretty sure I would have had no idea what to do with one of these... but I knew I wanted it and so... this is my 'and that's how I knew I was straight' story.

How I knew I was straight

Strange things happened in 1989... what can I say? We wore huge hoop earrings, stirrup pants, had huge bangs, wore a ton of jelly bracelets, and... loved these guys. Odd phenomena...

Hugs,

Viv