I recently went on a date with a man and at the end of the night he told me he had lived his life thinking he was funny and then he met me. And that he now understands how Joel Maisel feels. This is the ultimate compliment.
100 years ago, New York City arrested Eve Adams for the "crime" of being gay.
A Polish-Jewish immigrant, LGBTQ pioneer, and owner of Eve's Hangout in Greenwich Village, she was entrapped by police, convicted, deported, and ultimately murdered at Auschwitz.
I've asked the City to formally acknowledge that Eve Adams was failed by New York and that her conviction was an injustice rooted in discrimination.
We can't change history, but we can tell the truth about it.
My coworker just told us that her dad was at the 1973 Knicks parade with his buddy and they carried a sign and they STILL have the sign, watched some of this series together and recreated their photo 🥺. Somebody has GOT to interview them.
Then why did everyone hate the job they did? That was how I learned who Jake Shane was. Because he went viral for not knowing the movies or stars and complaining about the child in If I Had Legs. Maybe it was just because VF’s new EIC sold out and only cares about clicks.
Quenlin Blackwell says she, Jake Shane and Brittany Broski were invited to host the 2026 Vanity Fair Oscars Party red carpet because viewers “want to hear a celebrity they’re interested in speak to someone like their friend … versus a journalist [who] is investigative, trying to get into it.” https://t.co/hpsfak6Myb
Quick random Gwyneth Paltrow story. She has sent the same bouquet of condolence flowers every year to a friend of mine because of her father’s death. Her father isn’t dead. She’s been told this at least 6 times, but every April the flowers come, on her birthday. She has confused her birthday with her father’s supposed death & has done this for 20 years. And she’s met her father. Twice.
sorry but The Jellicle Ball is the most innovative, joyful theatrical experience of this century and you guys are going to give the Tony to Ragtime? Get me your manager’s manager