I guess that's what I was: a set of abs. And they lit the abs and shot the abs and sent the abs on their way. The photographer didn't look at my face once. I was humiliated.

New York is tough on lonely people.

I didn't know a damn thing about style.

I like parties, but I'm shy, and I often find myself standing around, feeling awkward.

The fact is, my parents loved me, and I wanted to be worthy of their love. I wanted to make them proud.

I wanted to marry a girl just like my mom.

I spent two weeks prancing around a studio in Queens in my underwear with nine other guys. They were long days. But what the hell, it was Calvin Klein.