southerngayman

the past few weeks have brought back so many memories - I was born and raised in Valdosta - and spent the last 20 years trying to deny/forget that fact. The "education" I received in the Valdosta school system (our high school history taught "the war of northern aggression") did not meet the admission requirements of any northern colleges, so at 18 I caught a bus to NY and never looked back. Over the next few years I fought my way to the top of the Design World and eventually became the creative director of a major publication. Soon I was living the Chelsea life of fabulous niteclubs, hamptons weekends, and sunday brunches with my sophisticated, witty, gay friends.
now here I am in this Georgia redneck hell hole.....help!!!!