Editor's Corner

Waking up every morning in Puerto Vallarta, in true Leo fashion, I take a long look at myself—nude as I was born, nude as I play. My bronzed skin, inked tattoos, blonde hair, and strong body are a reflection of years of growth. At 39 years old, for the first time, I can look in the mirror and not wince. I see power. I see beauty. I see me. But it wasn’t always this way.

Way to make a splash, Puerto Vallarta. One day, you're at the top of your game, ruling your ownlittle corner of the internet, and the next—poof! The empire crumbles. Old Facebook down, new cult has risen. But let’s be honest, my love life lately has felt just as unpredictable as a social media algorithm change.

From the Vallarta Diversity Network, we express our astonishment at the change of opinion of Councilor Pablo Ruperto Gómez, who previously publicly opposed the raising of the LGBTIQ+ flag in Puerto Vallarta (most recently in Ixtapa on May 17), and now supports the visibility of diversity by participating in New York Pride.

Helena Paivinen talks about capturing moments while Out and About in Vallarta and gain a unique perspective exclusive to those who dare.

LGBTQ2+ inspires me. I, as a heterosexual woman, sixty one years of age, admire and respect the freedom which came from courage, that this movement role models for me. I am an alcoholic—a label, identifier which I deliberately choose as it reminds me of the hell I wish to no longer revisit.

After hearing the unexpected, very public, somewhat dramatic handcuffing and arrest of Louis, I walked along the Malecon and looked at people, made eye contact and wondered what their secret was.

I have more than 30 years of experience in emergency services as a firefighter, advanced emergency medical technician and as an EMS Chief. So planning and managing disasters is nothing new for me. But experiencing the earthquake was new and I wasn’t prepared - mentally or functionally. It was unnerving.

The importance of making all bodies visible in a season as demanding as summer is hard when we are bombarded with images of the perfect body.

From July to October, Puerto Vallarta's weather sees regular showers almost every afternoon, ranging from calm drizzles to thunderstorms

We know that there is a taste for some risqué activities, not found in your hometown. Here are a few recommendations that will make sure your Puerto Vallarta experience is remembered with a smile.

We have the false belief that being an LGBTQ person makes you an ally immediately and it is not like that, they are two terms that do not usually come together.

Roman Ventura wants your next meal with him to be more than just a meal. He wants it to be an event that you will remember.

Grindr, a gay dating app, launched its annual data report, Grindr Unwrapped, in which it highlights that Mexico and the United States are the countries where this application is most popular.

Verania Salazar, the trans girl who received the act of transphobia, shared on her social networks that she was a regular client of a club, until Saturday, November 27.

La Fiesta Cachonda will be held at Spartacus, located in the heart of the club scene on Calle Lazaro Cardenas 240. Spartacus Sauna claims the title of the premiere Men-Only Sauna/Bath House in La Zona Romantica. 

If you’re visitng Puerto Vallarta and your looking for some cruising fun (and we don’t mean the boat type), you’ll find a few options.

Puerto Vallarta is a melting pot of cultures, styles, moods and grooves and it’s thanks to the eclectic variety of people that flock here. Alison Lo was drawn to PV due to its magnetism and her curiosity and is now a headlining artist in town.

Elliot Page’s  Times cover will set a precedent in the fight for trans equality.  Cultural change is a hard thing to measure accurately but important moments of visibility, such as this cover, can help raise awareness and start a conversation.  

Recently, one of these cooler nights we’ve been having in Puerto Vallarta lately, I found myself wandering through the malecon area.  As I combed the streets looking at beautiful façades and finding spots I’d never seen before, or maybe hadn't seen at night.  My walk was in part fueled by wonder but also hunger.  Before I knew it I had walked up to the Cathedral which stood tall and powerful  under the night sky.  After taking a plethora of pictures, none of which did it justice, I turned around after hearing the sound of families gathered around a table.  With its open doors and windows I was able to see into a small restaurant, exactly across from where I stood.  Tables filled with families (mostly locals- always a great sign) either talking up a storm as they waited for their meals or dead silent once they had been served.   My friend asked If I knew the place and when I responded that I didn’t he said I was in for a treat, and boy was I.