I have a shameful secret… I am a big crybaby. I get inexplicably teary in situations ranging from watching television commercials to reading children’s books to listening to music, even when the medium isn’t particularly sad or objectively affecting.
So tonight, during Queer Eye for the Straight Guy, I had tears streaming down my cheek. Yes. Really.
Truly, though, this was a genuinely touching episode of a series that I fully expected to hate but find that I quite enjoy, and that shows some real bonds being forged between the gay men and their straight prot