Justin came out on Ugly Betty last night, and this is one of the sweetest, most subtle handlings I've seen on TV. If you want to catch up on the story line, check the four previous videos documenting the lead up to last night's episode by clicking this video and seeing the previous videos uploaded by this same user.
The writers, producers, ABC, and of course, Mark Indelicato all deserve a lot of credit for something so beautiful:
By Jeff Walsh
This past Saturday, Gavin Creel was in New York City, talking to me on the phone.
18 hours after this interview, a car picked him up early in the morning, and took him to the airport, where he boarded a jet to London. In a few weeks, he and the rest of the Broadway tribe of Hair will open the show in the West End. Creel was Tony nominated for his turn as Claude, the conflicted hippie who has to decide what's important for him as the summer of love overlaps with the Vietnam War.
I reviewed the show back in January, but didn't realize at the time that Creel was openly gay. Having figured that out at some later point, we had a few interview attempts, but our schedules weren't lining up.
With the clock ticking on how long Creel would be on American soil, before bringing his magical show of peace and love to London, we finally made it happen. Here's what we said:
By Jeff Walsh
I was surprised to find out that, despite watching the show for many years, I've never interviewed a Project Runway contestant for Oasis before. This year, I was interested to talk with Jay Nicholas Sario, who lives in San Francisco, works for The Gap, and as of this writing, is still going strong on the show. We set up the interview recently through the show's publicist, only to discover that we work within a block of one another. Jay jumped on the phone call just as my automated corporate teleconference voice announced that the call was being recorded. He immediately jumped in.
Oh no... I'm nervous!
But there's no video?! They video'd you on Project Runway. This is just audio and it's not even going to be broadcast.
OK.
Somewhere over the rainbow
Way up high
There's a land that I heard of
Once in a lullaby
Somewhere over the rainbow
Skies are blue
And the dreams that you dare to dream
Really do come true
Some day I'll wish upon a star
And wake up where the clouds are far behind me
Where troubles melt like lemondrops
Away above the chimney tops
That's where you'll find me
Somewhere over the rainbow
it's funny, a year or to ago, i had accepted myself for who i am and was ready to embrace gay life.
now, all i wanna do i lock myself in the closet and throw away the key........
it all started with this guy who developed an "interest" in me.......and he started digging about. and he certainly had no problem telling ppl on his suspicion on my sexuality even though he has no prove whatsoever other than i'm friends wif one rather effeminate guy.....come on, that's discrimination. at the same time, he conveniently forgot to mention that he was queer himself.
I wrote this yesterday after school.
Unanswered Questions
What's wrong with me?
That everyone but me sees....
Why can't I find love?
I'm left here to bleed.
My destiny is to be alone.
This is what it seems.
Why did he leave me?
And hurt me all the way through.
Why do I feel this pain?
And he feels nothing. He shows nothing. I am nothing.
I hate to be alone sometimes.
Blah. I feel like shit. Actually, i'm just in a shitty mood. Explain, you say? Certainly, but lemme start at the beginning.
WARNING: This is a long post and was written at 1.30 ish in the morning. Read at your own peril.
I can't explain it. At all. I am a bisexual twelve year old, and I just can't help thinking, "Why the hell haven't I came out yet?". I haven't come out to a single person, except for a few of my friends on other forums... Yet, I know that if I come out to my friends, I'll end up getting my ass handed to me by... 10-some people. I do not blame them (my friends) at all for being homophobic. They're mature enough to understand what bisexuality is, but not "mature, mature", at least enough to truly accept it, but hey, what twelve year old isn't? "Why not come out to your parents?" Plain and simple, fear of being shut out of their lives until (IF) they start to understand, with my helo of course.
Looking for love doesn't live in just one language...
~If you don't speak Spanish...this won't be of any help to you at all.~
Lyrics by Ov7