What 15 Years in LA Will Do to You …

Back at my NYC going away party in Oct. ’97 (left), I’d never in a million years believe I’d still be living in Los Angeles 15 years later (right).

As a gay kid growing up in Queens, a life on the left coast meant dreaming of a doorman building between Riverside & West End. And while I’ll always be a native New Yorker — and would live there again in a heartbeat (if I didn’t have to ride the subway ever again) — I can honestly say I Love L.A.

Unlike myself, life in Southern California hasn’t gotten old.