San Francisco, California
August 30, 2014
I want a man who will love me. Laugh with me. Call me out on my shit when he needs to and hold me and care for me the rest of the time. Someone to be silly with and stupid as well as have lovely serious conversations about life. Sometimes I think I like boys, and sometimes I like men. My moods change. I do like strong men though, physically and mentally. Also, be kind for damn sake, and not a jack ass. The men I have been in relationships with in the past have always been unexpected and spontaneous encounters. I have learned from that to just let life happen and so I am not going to call out anything too specific physically in what I am looking for.
August 18, 2014
Originally I’m from near Glasgow, Scotland (you wouldn’t be able to tell from my accent) but I’ve lived and worked in a number of countries including Mongolia, Germany, Myanmar (Burma) and India. Despite being to so many exotic places (I’ve now been to over 40 countries) I always find myself missing the mountains, sea and rain back home, so I’m really fortunate to be back home in Glasgow for a while.
July 27, 2014
I am Gordon a 38 year old Irish man living in London where I moved to when I was a young skinny twink at 22. I currently work as a DJ (yes one of those guys) music producer (signed to 16 house music labels) & promote my own parties around the globe. I am music obsessed it’s my biggest passion since I bought my first 7 inch record Super Trooper which was by Abba the greatest band out there. I was 6, my parents should have seen the signs already by then.
New York, New York
February 18, 2014
I’m 27 (turning 28 in August) and have been in NYC for around six years (four more years and I’m official!). It’s strange to say, but I suddenly feel that I’m FINALLY hiting my stride here in NYC. Through all the bumps along the road, the (mostly) highs and (very rare) lows (and the laughs/cries), I know I’m finally on my way to where I need to be. I’m a Men’s buyer for a startup and couldn’t be happier.
December 7, 2013
After years of failed careers… three years in pharmacology school, a sad attempt at lion taming which led to my partner Roy being mauled by a white tiger, and eleven different inventions being turned down by the US Patent office (damn invisible panty hose!) I have settled on my total lack of career skills and agreed to push buttons for a living at a small outpost built on a land compost in a place called Medford. I push a button every 240 seconds or else 800,000 people will lose contact with the outside world while driving to work in the morning and will be unable to hum along with the philosophical musings of Kelly Clarkson and the Pussycat Dolls.