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Tyson Beckford Will Dry Hump Thirsty Strangers For One Month Only

Tyson Beckford Will Dry Hump Thirsty Strangers For One Month Only

While Ben Stiller and Owen Wilson were strutting down Valentino’s Paris Fashion Week runway, another perfectly symmetrical face who appeared in Zoolander announced he’d be gracing a less-couture sort of stage — Chippendales.

Tyson Beckford will don the signature shirtless bow tie as a celebrity host of the Chippendales male revue show in Las Vegas from April 30 to May 24 at the Rio All-Suite Hotel and Casino.

Here’s a closer look at Tyson, to, you know, get a taste of the art form:

 

From one gun training to the next,survival of the fittest @beckford_bar #2a #beckfordbar #dumbbells #gimmefive

A photo posted by Tyson C. Beckford (@tysoncbeckford) on Mar 10, 2015 at 2:19pm PDT

Super Model Saturday warm up in Jamaica??????

A photo posted by Tyson C. Beckford (@tysoncbeckford) on Mar 7, 2015 at 2:26pm PST

Spring/Summer lean coming soon Mr.B @beckford_bar #beckfordbar #fit #fitness #soulcycle #gimmefive

A photo posted by Tyson C. Beckford (@tysoncbeckford) on Feb 27, 2015 at 6:29pm PST

“I like Money” ????????????#chocolatecitymovie coming soon. Repost from @chocolatecitymovie #beckfordbar

A photo posted by Tyson C. Beckford (@tysoncbeckford) on Feb 25, 2015 at 6:40pm PST

Suited,shirtless Super model Saturday #beckfordbar

A photo posted by Tyson C. Beckford (@tysoncbeckford) on Feb 7, 2015 at 6:31pm PST

TBT ????Chocolate City scenes #beckfordbar #chocolatecitymovie

A photo posted by Tyson C. Beckford (@tysoncbeckford) on Feb 5, 2015 at 6:19pm PST

Starting that 2015 workout Jamaican stylie! #beckfordbar @beckford_bar

A photo posted by Tyson C. Beckford (@tysoncbeckford) on Jan 14, 2015 at 1:08pm PST

Life’s a Beach!

A photo posted by Tyson C. Beckford (@tysoncbeckford) on Dec 31, 2014 at 2:40pm PST

Dan Tracer

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Gay Bar Patrons In New Orleans Demand “Let Us Be Naked!”

Gay Bar Patrons In New Orleans Demand “Let Us Be Naked!”

country-club#Nudenotlewd.

That’s the hashtag being used by a gaggle of activists petitioning to reinstate the clothing-optional policy at a popular gay-friendly bar in New Orleans.

For over 35 years, the Country Club has been popular haunt for gay travelers. It first opened in 1977 and boasts a large saline pool, hot tub, sauna, deck, garden, two bars, and a restaurant. But perhaps the club’s biggest selling feature has always been its clothing-optional policy. Until recently, that is.

Last summer, a woman claimed she was drugged and sexually and assaulted while relaxing there. As a result, the city’s Alcohol and Beverage Control Board offered the Country Club an ultimatum: Make its patrons cover up or lose its liquor license. Rather than put up a fight, bar owners caved to the request, much to their longtime customers’ disappointment.

Now a group of them have banded together to campaign for the Country Club to allow nudity again.

“We should be able to read, smoke, swim and drink naked,” Dillon Henderson told WGNO News. “To me they got rid of the policy, and I want it back.”

He continued: “The reasons why it went away are irrelevant to me. That’s why we thought why not organize a petition and see what kind of response we get and then go from there. We are hoping that people sign the petition and get involved on social media using the hashtag #nudenotlewd.

Henderson and other supporters have been working to gather signatures for their petition by promoting it online as well as by canvasing in local parks.

“I’m not a nudist,” he said. “I’ve been there dozens of times, and I’ve only been naked a handful of times.  It’s not about me running around naked. It’s the option and the principle here.”

So far, the Country Club has not released any comment on the campaign.

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Anne Rice’s Former New Orleans Mansion Is Everything You Want It To Be

Graham Gremore

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Michael Sam Opens Up About Receiving Criticism For Dating Vito Cammisano

Michael Sam Opens Up About Receiving Criticism For Dating Vito Cammisano
It’s been quite a year for Michael Sam.

From becoming the first openly gay player to get drafted into the NFL to being released from the Dallas Cowboys’ practice squad, the athlete has had his share of ups and downs.

Perhaps the most iconic moment of Sam’s stint in the spotlight came when he kissed his boyfriend Vito Cammisano on national television (ESPN nonetheless!) when he received the news that he had been successfully drafted into the NFL.

However, Sam’s relationship with Cammisano, who happens to be white, has not been met without criticism. Sam recently opened up to Quinnipiac University faculty and students about his relationship with Cammisano and the public perception surrounding the pair’s engagement. He told the crowd:

“My fiancé gave me the strength [to come out]. The challenge I get now is, why are you not dating a gay black guy? Why are you dating a white guy? Why would I do that? Why would I leave someone I fell in love with and have been through so many challenges with?”

Sam also told the crowd that he’s not the only gay NFL player, “I’m just the only one that is out,” and predicted that “there will be a time [when they come out]. There’s going to be a day.”

The former Southeastern Conference Defensive Player of the Year acknowledged that he understands why others haven’t come out publicly.

“They want to protect their livelihood,” Sam said. “But there will be a time [when they come out]. There’s going to be a day.”

Sam and Cammisano recently took part in a documentary about their relationship, in which the pair discuss their love story and the ups and downs of their commitment to one another. Head here for more.

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Two Years On…

Two Years On…
On June 9th, my twin sons will turn two years old. I’m in the zone. I’m riding the blur. I’m a master diaperer, a passable storybook reader, a stealer of naps, a soother and a screamer. And I marvel at the supersonic yet viscous passage of time. In short, I’ve become a parent.

When my husband Lin and I first stepped onto this path, about four years ago, we had high hopes, a lot of questions and zero first-hand experience at parenting. It would be “hard” — people told us this and we believed them unreservedly — but what were the contours of this thing, we wondered.

It’s only slightly less opaque after two years, but I’ve made an observation or two, some of which apply to two-dad families and some of which apply to most anyone…

For the other new two-dad families out there:

1. Get use to weird looks, especially at the beginning. Our boys spent their first 18 months in Brooklyn, bastion of all that is enlightened and good and kissed by the goddess of artisanality. And almost without exception, when we ventured into the world as a family in those first few weeks and months, we got triple-takes that seemed to distractedly say, “What the hell is going on there? ” And while I’m convinced that this was 99 percent guileless, instinctive curiosity that manifested physically before the inquisitor could check his reaction, it became tiresome at times. We joked that we got to know how it might feel like to be slightly famous, or to have glaring physical abnormality. But see it in the most generous light, or as generously as your sleep-deprived self will permit; people are basically good and every stranger we’ve ever talked to about our boys and their story was jazzed for us beyond our expectations.

2. Mothers will offer you unsolicited advice in public all the time. This is just a fact. And occasionally it’s welcome, but most of the time it’s not. Perhaps it’s cosmic payback misdirected at us for the way that women are endlessly condescended to in our culture, but man, it really doesn’t feel good. But you smile, or maybe smirk, and tell yourself that this too is guileless and thank your lucky stars you’re not half as clueless as she thinks you are.

3. You’re not a mom, and you don’t have to be. I’ve harbored a dark fantasy that at some point someone will be uncouth enough to openly remark on how unfortunate it is that our boys don’t have a mother. To which I archly reply without missing a beat, “But think of all the money they’ll save on therapy!” But no one has said anything like that and I doubt anyone would. But it’s good to remember that though neither of us is female, we are caring and nurturing and loving, and that’s what matters. Kids need these things from whichever parent they can, and sadly many get it from neither. I count our kids as lucky for being so very wanted, and so cherished.

For all y’all:

1. Listen to other parents’ advice, but try not to swallow it whole. Weigh it against your gut, tease out what you find useful, and leave the rest. The best advice we got from other parents always came with an acknowledgement that theirs was a unique experience and may or may not apply to us. And avoid advice that seems to have been drawn from the latest parenting neurosis being flogged to death by the media that month.

2. Get out, early and often. If you have family help or can afford a babysitter, get out of the house without your new bundle of joy with some degree of regularity. Parenting is forever and it’s 24-hours a day, every day regardless of where you are, so you may as well leave your baby in capable hands and go out and have a nice meal and a drink or two. It’s good for you and good for them, I’m sure of that. And they won’t notice you’re gone, trust me.

3. Housework is interminable. It just is. Trying to stay 100 percent on top of it will drive you crazy. Occasionally, let things go until either life or limb seem at risk. And if you can afford to have someone come in and clean once in a while, do it. Ride that bourgeois pony.

4. Read All Joy And No Fun by Jennifer Senior. In an era of drone parenting, where every action or inaction spurs feelings of guilt or inadequacy, this book allays fears and buoys the spirit. You’re doing just fine.

Parenting isn’t something you ever feel you’ve mastered, I suspect. There’s a deep learning curve that’s complicated by endless flux, balled up into a singular, unrelenting, rewarding reality. I wondered in these pages more than two years ago whether I was maybe too selfish or capricious to be a good parent. And I still wonder that daily when my patience is quick to wane, when my voice rises before I’ve made a real attempt to understand, when the last thing I want to do is get out of bed, or change a diaper. But overall, I think I’m doing okay, and I couldn’t be more deeply happy that we made the decision we did. Happy almost birthday, boys!

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