When I came out as gay in my sophomore year of college, I absolutely loved going to Tigerheat – a kitschy 18-and-over gay club in Los Angeles.
I mostly remember my nights there as frivolous fun, but they also had deeper meaning. That’s where I first learned how to openly and unabashedly celebrate being gay.
I danced wildly to Britney Spears in the fog and strobe lights, made out with beautiful men and bonded with college friends who came along.