There is a new horror movie out right this very minute called Lyle that takes its cue from Rosemary’s Baby, and you must see it as soon as humanly possible.
Vanity Fair’s Hollywood issue is getting better and Russia’s only getting worse.
Brittney Griner could receive the honor of her lifetime, a rainbow army is going to Russia, and Virginia Woolf got born a long long time ago.
Bow down, bitches.
Feminist, gamers, and Bound 2 parody fans had a lot to rejoice about this week.
From prom to the Mormon Church, folks got a lotta ‘splainin to do.
Help our pals at Everyone Is Gay help parents so parents can help their LGBTQ kids!
Inside: more event invites than you can handle, a lot of worthy causes, a historical case of The Unicorn, and the delicious taste of Republicanism slowly, slowly dying.
The weed fairy’s coming, Colorado’s in the doghouse, and there’s a straight chick making a living as a male model. Or something like that. I was too busy licking the lesbianism off of my Samoas, actually.
I’ve got fifteen new Drake songs stuck in my head, the best puppy vine of all time on my hands, and Laverne Cox, Janet Mock, and some random football couple waiting in the wings with a lot to say.
Here’s the stories we missed while I won big at the Elvis slot machines in Vegas.
Time to Werk Those Pecs!
Tegan and Sara and the state of Minnesota could not be more adorable right now.
A different kind of camp, a book you’ll want to pre-order, a victory for trans* people in the workplace, and LESBIANS.
I just wanted to U-Haul, y’know? Whatever. I’m gonna go put on a dress and catch a WNBA game.
Everything was going great until Russell Brand showed up.
The SCOTUS keeps us waiting, the man keeps us down, and nobody knows what the fuck is going on with Barack Obama these days.
Familia es Familia, unless you’re in the Salvation Army. Or Louisiana.
From Exxon to sexism, we’ve got a lot of people to put in the doghouse. Let’s slam it out.
Carmen’s Team Pick: I need your help to sustain girls’ activism and the future of feminism. Need I say more? Fine. Two words: Kate Nash.