Ruby's Rap

Racing down Wilshire Boulevard near Crescent Heights in my streamlined ’69 “Mother” Lincoln, my azure blue Manolo Blahniks slam on the brakes as I...

Raised in Southern California, by a single mom (they are very close), electrohouse singer Boy Radio now resides in Brooklyn. With a couple of...

What do you want? For me to tattoo HIV+ on my ass? Because idiots like you don’t take precaution? It takes two to screw up. I didn’t...

What could be more festive for the holidays than the colorful and vibrant glam rocker and singer/songwriter Ricky Rebel?! The androgynous performer, who has witnessed...

Y’all may not know, but Ms. Ruby has her doctorate in psychology. Okay, I know what you might be tittering: She shrinks heads. In the...

His vibrant name could be a fitting moniker for a foreign sports car. “Here’s your snoopy reporter, Ruby Comer, cruising the streets in my...

Pinch me. Tell me this is not a dream! My Los Angeles girlfriend Klare DaValle and I are sipping Jose Cuervo on the Costa del...

Amidst the din of small-talk chatter, my ears perk up. “The epidemic deeply affected me,” casually reveals Carver Duncan to me—then stops. He’s greeting passengers...

And this AIDS memorial was the first ever that was built in Europe?!” I ask Marc, our tour guide from Barcelona Rainbow Tours. “Yes Ruby....

F*CK W/OUT FEAR. I couldn’t believe my eyes! Josh and I were cruising down Santa Monica Boulevard in West Hollywood in “Mother,” my ’69 Lincoln,...