Dear Pridelines Family, I hope this letter finds you well. As we approach Pridelines’ Annual Masquerade Gala on Saturday, Aug. 17 in Miami, Florida, I wanted to address a concern that has recently surfaced regarding one of our guests, Lady Bunny.

The hospital room was dark. Visiting hours after my back surgery were over, and Ray was by then home. I realized then that I was soaking wet in the ice water that melted from the pack they had put under my back. The sheets, blanket, pillowcase, and my hospital gown were drenched, and I was inconsolably miserable.

What would you suggest if a politician used public tax funds to rent a seven-bedroom Swiss chateau, remodel their home office with your tax dollars, rent a vacation home in Provincetown for their family, and enjoy first-class air travel and Mercedes car service at their whim?

Project 2025, Trump’s blueprint to mandate Christianity, is finally hitting the news.

My girlfriend and I have had a few threesomes with other women. All of my friends are jealous because she is so open-minded, but now she wants a threesome with another dude. I’m not into that. She’s bisexual. I’m not. Am I being selfish for resisting? Or is she wrong for pushing this on me?

In 1984, I was a 19-year-old rising tennis star with a huge secret. I was competing at the USTA national tennis center in New York, home of the U.S. Open tennis championships. I was competing at the United States Olympic tennis trials. My number one goal was to make the 1984 Olympic team, being held in Los Angeles.