Arts & Entertainment
Being gay might just save Andy Cohen’s career
He could shoot a twink in the middle of Ninth Avenue and not get arrested
The only person getting sued more than Donald Trump these days is Andy Cohen. Yes, the gay executive producer of the Real Housewives franchise and host of Bravo’s late night talk show “Watch What Happens Live” is facing a litany of litigation that could make the orange one come somewhere close to a blush. And, just like with Trump, he might be the only person to face a handful of inappropriate workplace behavior allegations and still hold onto his job. What’s Andy’s secret? It might be that he’s gay.
First, former “Real Housewives of Beverly Hills” star Brandi Glanville accused him of sexual harassment, claiming that Cohen sent her a sexually explicit video in which he said he was about to have sex with another Bravolebrity and wanted Glanville to watch. (Andy said on the artist formerly known as Twitter that it was a joke and Brandi seemed to acknowledge that at the time.)
Next up is Leah McSweeney, a former “Real Housewives of New York” cast member, who accused Cohen of contributing to a “rotted workplace culture.” She also alleges that he routinely does cocaine with some of the Housewives and the ones who enjoy a bit of the booger sugar with him get preferential treatment, including kinder edits on the show. (Andy dismissed this lawsuit as a “shakedown.”)
The day after McSweeney’s suit, Rachel Leviss, the former “Vanderpump Rules” star who was a lynchpin of a huge scandal last winter, sued her former castmates for potentially distributing an adult video of her. Cohen was not named in that suit because he’s not an executive producer of that show — nor in one by former Real Housewife of New Jersey, Caroline Manzo, accusing the aforementioned Brandi of sexual harassment.
These bombshell revelations — especially the sexual harassment and the cocaine use — were met by fans with disinterested shrugs. “This Andy Cohen slander is ridiculous. Why are people up in arms that he allegedly did cocaine and gossiped with the Housewives? Like pretty sure that’s his job,” one Twitter user says.
There are plenty of those sentiments on Twitter and many statements of support from the Housewives who say he never offered them coke. (But since when are we believing anything the Housewives say?) So how is it that, like Trump, Andy Cohen could shoot a twink in the middle of Ninth Avenue and not get arrested?
It’s because he’s always been totally honest about who he is. Andy was an openly gay TV exec way back in the early aughts, when it wasn’t cool and he faced potential repercussions both personally and career-wise by being open. But it wasn’t that he was just telling the truth about being gay, he made it part of his brand that he likes a drink (or seven) and that he likes to unwind by smoking weed, which he was vocal about before it was legal in New York.
Andy made his millions not just getting rich women to yell at each other on television, but also by being America’s slightly naughty but mostly fun gay BFF. The gossip, the drugs, the sexy jokes, they were all a part of the mystique that everyone bought into and it has served as Andy’s impenetrable force field for his entire career. On New Year’s Eve 2022, he was hosting CNN’s broadcast with his gay bestie Anderson Cooper and “overserved” himself, which led him to go on what the press would call a drunken rant making fun of fellow host Ryan Seacrest and New York Mayor Bill de Blasio. Did CNN fire him or fans turn against him? No. CNN did ban alcohol from the next year’s broadcast, but after Andy pleaded with them for his tipples they allowed him and Anderson to do shots at midnight.
A similar thing happened this past June when a video taken secretly in a gay club showed Andy getting handsy with a game stripper and tweaking his nipples. Instead of demanding his resignation, fans demanded the social media account that posted it to give Andy a break. He is a single working father of two who has never been quiet about the fact that he enjoys sleeping around. He was just blowing off some steam at Pride; in the words of Bethenny Frankel, get off his jock.
Speaking of Bethenny, could she be the one behind all of this litigation? Several of the people suing Andy and Bravo are using the same lawyers that Bethenny used to kick off the “reality reckoning” in which she is trying to get better workplace conditions and fair treatment for reality stars. That is surely a noble aim, but the way to do it is not by launching weak-sauce attacks at Andy, especially since Andy seems to have a learned a lesson that most members of the LGBTQ community learn early on: If you’re truthful about who you are, no one can use it as a weapon against you.
No one ever thought less of Andy because he was gay because he was always up front about it — same about the booze, the drug use, and tweaking a stripper’s nipples during Pride. While a court of law will definitely rule on whether or not any of these cases has any weight, the court of public opinion doesn’t seem to care — well, at least about these specifics. Andy has hired a crisis PR team, but it doesn’t seem like he really needs it. Everything he needs to know he learned by being gay, that once you open that closet door and show the public what is really inside, no matter what it is, they can never use that against you.
Books
Love or fear flying you’ll devour ‘Why Fly’
New book chronicles a lifetime obsession with aircraft
‘Why Fly’
By Caroline Paul
c. 2026, Bloomsbury
$27.99/256 pages
Tray table folded up.
Check. Your seat is in the upright position, the airflow above your head is just the way you like it, and you’re ready to go. The flight crew is making final preparations. The lights are off and the plane is backing up. All you need now is “Why Fly” by Caroline Paul, and buckle up.

When she was very young, Paul was “obsessed” with tales of adventure, devouring accounts written by men of their derring-do. The only female adventure-seeker she knew about then was Amelia Earhart; later, she learned of other adventuresome women, including aviatrix Bessie Coleman, and Paul was transfixed.
Time passed; Paul grew up to create a life of adventure all her own.
Then, the year her marriage started to fracture, she switched her obsession from general exploits to flight.
Specifically, Paul loves experimental aircraft, some of which, like her “trike,” can be made from a kit at home. Others, like Woodstock, her beloved yellow gyrocopter, are major purchases that operate under different FAA rules. All flying has rules, she says, even if it seems like it should be as freewheeling as the birds it mimics.
She loves the pre-flight checklist, which is pure anticipation as well as a series of safety measures; if only a relationship had the same ritual. Paul loves her hangar, as a place of comfort and for flight in all senses of the word. She enjoys thinking about historic tales of flying, going back before the Wright Brothers, and including a man who went aloft on a lawn chair via helium-filled weather balloons.
The mere idea that she can fly any time is like a gift to Paul.
She knows a lot of people are terrified of flying, but it’s near totally safe: generally, there’s a one in almost 14 million chance of perishing in a commercial airline disaster – although, to Paul’s embarrassment and her dismay, it’s possible that both the smallest planes and the grandest loves might crash.
If you’re a fan of flying, you know what to do here. If you fear it, pry your fingernails off the armrests, take a deep breath, and head to the shelves. “Why Fly” might help you change your mind.
It’s not just that author Caroline Paul enjoys being airborne, and she tells you. It’s not that she’s honest in her explanations of being in love and being aloft. It’s the meditative aura you’ll get as you’re reading this book that makes it so appealing, despite the sometimes technical information that may flummox you between the Zen-ness. It’s not overwhelming; it mixes well with the history Paul includes, biographies, the science, heartbreak, and exciting tales of adventure and risk, but it’s there. Readers and romantics who love the outdoors, can’t resist a good mountain, and crave activity won’t mind it, though, not at all.
If you own a plane – or want to – you’ll want this book, too. It’s a great waiting-at-the-airport tale, or a tuck-in-your-suitcase-for-later read. Find “Why Fly” and you’ll see that it’s an upright kind of book.
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Theater
Out actor Kevin Cahoon on starring role in ‘Chez Joey’
Arena production adapted from Broadway classic ‘Pal Joey’
‘Chez Joey’
Through March 15
Arena Stage
1101 Sixth St., S.W.
Tickets start at $93
Arenastage.org
As Melvin Snyder in the new musical “Chez Joey,” out actor Kevin Cahoon plays a showbiz society columnist who goes by the name Mrs. Knickerbocker. He functions as a sort of liaison between café society and Chicago’s Black jazz scene circa 1940s. It’s a fun part replete with varied insights, music, and dance.
“Chez Joey” is adapted from the Broadway classic “Pal Joey” by Richard Rodgers and Lorenz Hart. It’s inspired by John O’Hara’s stories based on the exploits of a small-time nightclub singer published in The New Yorker.
A warm and humorous man, Cahoon loves his work. At just six, he began his career as a rodeo clown in Houston. He won the Star Search teen division at 13 singing songs like “Some People” from “Gypsy.” He studied theater at New York University and soon after graduating set to work playing sidekicks and comedic roles.
Over the years, Cahoon has played numerous queer parts in stage productions including “Hedwig and the Angry Inch,” “La Cage aux Folles,” “Rocky Horror” as well as Peanut in “Shucked,” and George the keyboardist in “The Wedding Singer,” “a sort of unicorn of its time,” says Cahoon.
Co-directed by Tony Goldwyn and the great Savion Glover, “Chez Joey” is a terrific and fun show filled with loads of talent. Its relevant new book is by Richard Lagravenese.
On a recent Monday off from work, Cahoon shared some thoughts on past and current happenings.
WASHINGTON BLADE: Is there a through line from Kevin, the six-year-old rodeo clown, to who we see now at Arena Stage?
KEVIN CAHOON: Anytime I want to land a joke in a theater piece it goes back to that rodeo clown. It doesn’t matter if it’s Arena’s intimate Kreeger Theatre or the big rodeo at the huge Houston Astrodome.
I was in the middle stadium and there was an announcer — a scene partner really. And we were doing a back and forth in hopes of getting laughs. At that young age I was trying to understand what it takes to get laughs. It’s all about timing. Every line.
BLADE: Originally, your part in “Chez Joey” Melvin was Melba who sings “Zip,” a clever woman reporter’s song. It was sort of a star feature, where they could just pop in a star in the run of “Pal Joey.”
CAHOON: That’s right. And in former versions it was played by Martha Plimpton and before her Elaine Stritch. For “Chez Joey,” we switched gender and storyline.
We attempted to do “Zip” up until two days before we had an audience at Arena. Unexpectedly they cut “Zip” and replaced it with a fun number called “I Like to Recognize the Tune,” a song more connected to the story.
BLADE: Wow. You must be a quick study.
CAHOON: Well, we’re working with a great band.
BLADE: You’ve played a lot of queer parts. Any thoughts on queer representation?
CAHOON: Oh yes, definitely. And I’ve been very lucky that I’ve had the chance to portray these characters and introduce them to the rest of the world. I feel honored.
After originating Edna, the hyena on Broadway in “The Lion King,” I left that to do “Hedwig and the Angry Inch” as standby for John Cameron Mitchell, doing one show a week for him.
Everyone thought I was crazy to leave the biggest musical of our time with a personal contract and getting paid more money that I’d ever made to get $400 a week at the downtown Jane Street Theatre in a dicey neighborhood.
At the time, I really felt like I was with cool kids. I guess I was. And I never regretted it.
BLADE: When you play new parts, do you create new backstories for the role?
CAHOON: Every single time! For Melvin, I suggested a line about chorus boys on Lakeshore Drive.
BLADE: What’s up next for Kevin Cahoon?
CAHOON: I’m about to do the New York Theatre Workshop Gala; I’ve been doing it for nine years in a row. It’s a huge job. I’ll also be producing the “Cats: The Jellicle Ball” opening on Broadway this spring; it’s a queer-centric uptown vogue ball with gay actor André de Shields reprising his role as “Old Deuteronomy.”
BLADE: There’s a huge amount of talent onstage in “Chez Joey.”
CAHOON: There is. I’m sharing a dressing room with Myles Frost who plays Joey. He won accolades for playing Michael Jackson on Broadway. We’ve become great friends. He’s a miracle to watch on stage. And Awa [Sal Secka], a D.C. local, is great. Every night the audience falls head over heels for her. When this show goes to New York, Awa will, no doubt, be a giant star.
BLADE: Do you think “Chez Joey” might be Broadway bound?
CAHOON: I have a good feeling it is. I’ve done shows out of town that have high hopes and pedigree, but don’t necessarily make it. “Chez Joey” is a small production, it’s funny, and audiences seem to love it.
The Capital Pride Alliance held the annual Pride Reveal event at The Schuyler at The Hamilton Hotel on Thursday, Feb. 26. The theme for this year’s Capital Pride was announced as: “Exist. Resist. Have the audacity!”
(Washington Blade photos by Michael Key)























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