it's where you hang your heart.

but when you can't physically go home, you desperately reach for the comfort, acceptance and tradition that provides warmth under your lapel.

i've been made fun of since the 1900s for my "obsession" with the golden girls. i even saw the originals on saturday nights in the 80's. it reminds me of 'home.' when i was safe, surrounded by people that unconditionally loved me, and when i didn't have to worry about anything. except dodgeball in high school gym.  obviously.

but anyway, these four ladies, connected me with growing up, my family, my first boyfriend ever, so many conversations and a sense of comfort that could never be replaced. innocence.

plus, in gayland, everyone's trying to figure out which one YOU are. XO