When I got home from work last night, I decided to catch up on a couple of my favorite blogs and was really taken by Bravo's latest entry. I, too, have been single for...well....EVERY holiday (including Pride...which is most definitely a holiday), so I could really relate to what he had to say. I believe a lot of this sentimentality comes with holiday time (i.e. the time you reflect upon all those you most love, appreciate, and hold nearest to your heart) but that's only a part of it... For me, it's the need for a partner in crime (in love, sex, and friendship) also know as a "boyfriend." I mean. c'mon, I've only had 2 boyfriends in my illustrious 10 year gay-reer (eww...that didn't sound right). It would be nice to know what it really feels like, ya know? PLUS, he could selflessly buy me everything I want on my wish list.
In fact the only time I had a "significant other" during any holiday was in 1990 while I was dating Miss Block. For Christmas, I bought her a complete outfit from The Limited (gimme a break, it was 1990...). The outfit's bottoms were maroon coulotts (again...the 90s). That should have been a BIG red flag for her...her boyfriend was buying her "what's-hot-now" clothing...with accessories.
I have now put any hope of meeting someone aside and opted for a child instead. In other words I am saving up for a french bulldog. He will be named Louis V (as in the French king) and will only wear Louis Vuitton dog collars. He will help me with the Thankgiving dinner plates by licking some clean. And I will love him...unconditionally.