Details is clearly for the gays. The operate under the pretense that they’re for the metros, but they’re fooling no one. It’s ironic because they have Adam Lambert on the cover this month. They try to de-gay it by having him kissing and fondling a naked woman’s body. They even add a few testosterone fueled anecdotes like:
“There was one woman in Jersey who was actually gorgeous,” says Lambert. “She had obviously had a couple of cocktails, and during an after–show meet–and–greet, she just slithered up next to me and started kissing my neck. I was cool with it. But then it started to get a little weird because she was, like, moaning. She gave me a note that said, ‘I want to make out with you, here’s my number,’ and I was like, wow, this is crazy. But again, it’s cool. Because yeah, I am gay, but I like kissing women sometimes. Women are pretty. It doesn’t mean I’m necessarily sleeping with them.
None of this convinces anybody, of course. They should just call this magazine “Don’t Tell My Parents I’m Gay.”