HAVE! YOU! WATCHED! THE HUNTING WIVES! YET!!!! I told you I was going to continue to ask this question. Well lo and behold, it was only a matter of time before I whipped up a Which Character From The Hunting Wives Are You? quiz. We have some unhinged questions to go with this endeavor, naturally. And listen, you’re not going to like who you get, okay? There’s no “good” result here. Everyone on this show is bad! Many are cops or Republicans! Take this quiz at your own risk!!!!
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How Do I Talk To My Family About Harry Potter?
Would I Be Wrong To Voice My Harry Potter Discomfort Around JK Rowling’s Transphobia To My Family?
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I’m non-binary and lesbian, and pretty leftist; but my niece is into Harry Potter, which, of course, makes me uncomfortable because of the author’s… fascist leanings. Actually, most of my family are HP fans or read Rowling’s works, in spite of the fact me, and two of my cousins, are queer. Whenever they, or my niece, bring up the series, I am forced to bite my tongue and say nothing about how buying merch is funding transphobic hate laws and pushing back gay rights; not to mention the discomfort I get seeing HP merch, or my niece’s new copy of The Philosopher’s Stone. Would I be wrong to voice my discomfort to my family?
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Summer: Ugh, I’m so glad Harry Potter was never a cultural phenomenon in South Africa the way it was overseas. The fallout sounds awful.
And no, I don’t think you’d be ‘wrong’ to voice your discomfort to the family. I might be inclined to ask you to keep the peace if the content of that fictional universe was disquieting to you. Like being with Game of Thrones fans if you have strong opinions about its depictions of various topics. The fact is, one of the main issues with Harry Potter in 2025 is that supporting the franchise isn’t a statement about fictional worlds. It’s about a very real person’s very tangible efforts against social progress and inclusion. Those efforts are mainly aimed at trans people, but others too. She’s made some choice remarks about thin people and models in advertising.
The principal reason she has sufficient wealth and influence to conduct her campaign against a host of people (including… cisgender boxers?) is Harry Potter. The Harry Potter media franchise funds these efforts and her chosen lifestyle. A lifestyle which, to describe in an old-school fashion, I tolerate but don’t respect or believe in. Much is said about Rowling and how her life relates to the literary concept of Death of the Author. But my take-away is that she is one of the most succinct cases wherein supporting a media empire directly contributes to a definitive voice in the marginalization of queer people with far-reaching consequences.
I leave it to my fellow authors to cast their input and discuss how you can talk to them about this. All I can say is you would not be wrong to voice your distaste. If you believe in ‘keeping the peace’, it’s also not wrong for you to keep quiet and avoid the topic. But I have a feeling you’re already sick of doing that.
Nico: I think you can have a conversation with your family about this, yes. It’s good to have hard conversations with family. However, as we’ve seen again and again, not everyone is willing to give up the things they find pleasurable for ethical reasons, so don’t be surprised if you receive pushback. Do you have friends who feel the same way you do who you can commiserate with, or who you can plan out how you’re going to go about saying this with, first? It would be good to have someone who you know you can go to in order to vent your frustrations should your family be, well, frustrating. As Summer said above, their financial support of this franchise goes directly toward funding the furtherance of hateful ideology, and so it goes well beyond something like even enjoying the work of an author who is a bad person or being a fan of a franchise with content you find odious — it’s a lot more like donating directly to anti-trans lobbying efforts, and that’s worth discussing with the people who you care about.
Riese: I think you should talk to them yes! I feel like they’re likely to resist if Harry Potter is often central to a child’s interest in reading, and Rowling’s politics probably feel too abstract in the face of this universe that their children are so engaged with — but it’s still worth a try! If they won’t budge, try some middle grounds: only buying Harry Potter books second-hand, foregoing merch… but if they must merch, they should get it from an independently owned store with politically aligned owners, or pledge to donate the amount they spent on merch to a trans-focused non profit or mutual aid fund.
I’m not actually sure that it even matters that you or your cousins are queer, you know? You absolutely should speak to them about how it feels to be nonbinary and witness JK Rowling’s hatred towards trans people, I think it will resonate and help you get through to them. But I do think at the end of the day, JK Rowling’s fascist hate-fueled campaign towards trans people should concern all of us, including your family, because we are all human, and trans people are human. Because I think this conversation is likely to become an opening to talking to them about some of the shit trans people are currently dealing with politically here and in the UK, and that’s an opportunity to teach them about something they hopefully will care about not just because it affects you but because it’s the ethically sound position to hold.
My Friend In The Poly/Kink Scene Makes Me Feel Boring
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I am in a relatively new relationship (1 year and going strong), and it has been really positive for me. Prior to this relationship, I had been in pretty tumultuous and intense open and poly dynamics for the past five years. While monogamish, this relationship with my girlfriend has been way more stable and predictable and…well, boring! But I like it : ) We’re moving in together, which I’ve never done before, and I’m really excited about our future and present together. She has very Mr. Darcy vibes—because she’s quiet, I initially didn’t see her as romantic or fun, but now I literally want to hang out with her all the time.
My question has to do with one of my friends. When I was in these other poly and dating dynamics, and she in her own, she and I would talk a lot about our relationship issues. She’s big in the poly and kink scene and through our friendship I experienced more of those communities, and it was great! We would always have tons to tell each other about our most recent trysts or longings. Since my gf and I have gotten more serious, I just…haven’t had as much to share! We hang out, we have sex, we eat noodles, and that’s sort of it. And on top of that, I feel protective of my relationship and any judgment from my friend. For example, the sex I have with my gf is amazing, but it’s very different from the more explosive kind I had in past relationships. I chalk that up to the fact that all relationships are different and I think we have a more stable dynamic, but my friend has expressed multiple times that she thinks people should be obsessed with and fiending for their partners. So I think she views my pretty non-dramatic feelings for my partner with suspicion.
Anyways, I’m sad! I feel like my friend thinks I’m boring now that I’m not in the poly scene. Idk why I need her approval so much, but apparently it matters to me. And I also feel like she hasn’t put a lot of effort into meeting me where I’m at. And at my lowest moments I doubt myself and worry maybe she sees something that I don’t. I don’t really know any to talk to her about it but I also don’t know how to proceed.
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Summer: Boring is not necessarily bad. Boring can be safe, stable, and as you prefer: predictable. The ideal relationship for you is the one that fits your needs and personhood at a given time. It sounds like this one fits you and the uncertainty is external. An externality born out of ideas of what an exciting and proper queer life looks like. There isn’t a right way to date queer, nor is it sustainable to build a life wholly on intensity and energy.
Most people reach a life stage where smooth and predictable is a better option. It’s often linked to permanent employment, having kids, marriage, and so forth. Some people hit that stage earlier than others. Some people never hit that stage and resolve to leave smoking skidmarks en route to the grave. I don’t think your friend is seeing something that you don’t, causing her to have misgivings about your relationship. I think she’s completely failed to see what you do. Which is the happiness and comfort you’ve found. Like, I just don’t see what’s wrong with your relationship. It sounds lovely. It may not be the shape of the relationship I want. It won’t be the one a freshly bisexual party sophomore party animal wants. As long as it’s what you want.
Nico: I would hope that your friend would be your friend even if you didn’t have entertaining gossip to share. You don’t both have to be the chaotic friend always embarking on new relationships and adventures. In fact, some of the sweetest friendship dynamics are made up of people who lead wildly different lives. If your friend thinks you’re boring because you aren’t showing up with new poly / kink scene news to share anymore, and you all can’t find something else that’s entertaining to do together, then I am not sure how good of a friend they are. I really hope you’ll ask yourself more about why you care about impressing a friend who isn’t trying to meet you where you are because I am willing to bet that if the situation were reversed, you’d probably be happy for them if they’re happy, right?
Now, to speak to the “boring” and “stable” aspects of your current relationship. Less stable relationships of any kind, not just kinky ones, can lead to more explosive sex. If you feel safe, stable, and certain, then maybe you aren’t “fiending” for your partner constantly in the same way you might have when you didn’t have this same level of security, because sometimes that fiending can also be a sign that you’re seeking more connection and security through sex. There’s nothing wrong with having explosive sex with multiple partners, engaging in the kink scene, but neither is there with not doing those things.
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Chappell Roan’s Breakup Ballad ‘The Subway’ Is Perfect for Late-Summer Yearning
At long last, Chappell Roan has released her new breakup ballad “The Subway” with an accompanying music video. She originally debuted the song live on stage at Gov Ball (the one where she dressed as a blunt-smoking Statue of Liberty). And now it’s out there for all of us to listen and yearn to!
The song chronicles running into an ex on the subway and the ensuing snare of emotions it unravels. The simple earnest quality of these lyrics are an asset, Chappell wrapping her strong vocals around vulnerable confessions, like “Made you the villain / evil for just moving on.” And is it just me or is there a Dolores O’Riordan quality to how she sounds on the “over” in “it’s not over” in the chorus?
As a fan of Chappell’s ballads — which generally receive a lot less love than her more upbeat bops — I’m instantly smitten with “The Subway.” This could be a karaoke showstopper at the next queeraoke night. It reminds me a bit of Olivia Rodrigo’s “Driver’s License” in its earnest breakdown of post-breakup yearning and angst that just sort of simmers in the background as you’re moving through life without someone (and watching them move on). And who among us has not been here: “Somebody wore your perfume / It almost killed me / I had to leave the room” ?
But it’s the accompanying music video that really sells this new Chappell project to me.
According to YouTube, I was waiting with 15,700 other people for the premiere of the “The Subway” music video at 9:59 a.m. this morning. It opens with Chappell in a massive wig that exaggerates her big red hair. The specter with the green hair similarly wears a giant wig as they comically chase each other through the streets of New York. I won’t give a full beat-by-beat breakdown of the music video, because you really should just watch it! As with so many Chappell projects, it’s visually immersive, detailed, with a collage of tonal and aesthetic references. I love the trash accumulating in Chappell’s wig, the simultaneous beauty and grime of the city.
My favorite part is when the subway car transforms into a queer club. Public transportation already has this liminal quality to it, and the surreality of seeing someone you weren’t expecting while on it can disrupt a whole day in my experience. The music video captures that well and, as with all the best music videos, views like an experimental short film.
As someone with multiple exes in NYC, let’s just say this song and its video resonate. Now everyone watch the music video and tell me about the ex you least want to run into on public transportation! (jk)
Also, happy ChappRapp Friday! We got this new Chappell video today and a whole ass new album from Reneé Rapp! What a time to be a lesbian!
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I’m late to the Chappell party but better late than never. I’m loving this new song (and I’m someone that listens to In This Moment, Halestorm, Nightwish, etc.). But I love me a ballad with a great hook. This has a great hook.
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Honestly dropping this the same day as Renee’s album is a bit too much for me. Unless I can somehow figure out how to play uhmm.. 13 songs at the same time which.. Like my ADHD wants to make it work but realistically I know I can’t.
I’m a sad girlie usually and honestly the fact that I like the bops too is wild. Joy? in my music? Wow.. But I’m so glad that Good Luck Babe, the Giver and The Subway are bops cause.. honestly her success brings me so much joy.
I saw Aurora in concert a few weeks ago and they played Pink Pony Club as sort of hype music/ sound check before Aurora came in and the crowd reacted to it visibly positively. And Tod in the Shadows also mentioned how hard that song goes because he heard straight people singing it. I told my friends that I think it’s maybe the next Bohemian Rhapsody.
Fast forward to a few days later when I randomly watched The Grammy Museum Spotlight on Chappell hosted by Brandi Carlile where Dan was like I wanna write the nest Bohemian Rhapsody and Chappell was like Dan no it’s been done leave it. Psss guys I really think you might have done it already it’s Pink Pony Club.
I’m also gonna indulge in a bit of bitterness cause Chappell’s playing in Budapest on the 11th and I’m in Bucharest.. Like it’s funny that people sort of mix them up pissing off the locals of course but they are like 900 km away which.. isn’t close but it is the closest she played to my location.. And I’m too broke to go.. I’m sort of seething inside but also..
In my early 20s I was miserable at concerts cause I was overstimulated and I have ADHD and like clubbing and honestly a lot of stuff like that is not fun for me and it took a while for me to realize why .. However if I really love the music I get over all of that. And Chappell and Renee are some of the few artists that I make me want to be in a crowd. And not to be dramatic af but.. it gets better? Like sure I’m miserable and depressed and live in a country where marriage isn’t legal and the homophobia is so rampant actors stay in the closet. Actors. And I get to be in my 30s and experience joy though music the way I did as a teen? It’s really precious.
August 2025: What’s New, Gay and Streaming on Netflix, Prime Video, HBO Max and Apple TV
August — the eighth month of the year, and a month that may ought to have some lesbian, gay, bisexual, queer and trans characters on the television screen for you to embrace and enjoy and appreciate, but unfortunately really does not! This is actually the leanest month we’ve had in a while — but you could always just watch Hunting Wives again!
Netflix August 2025 in Gay

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Love Life // Seasons One & Two // August 5
Love Life was one of many queer-inclusive shows unceremoniously de-platformed by HBO Max but great news, Netflix has picked it up! The first season stars Anna Kendrick as Darby, whose (heterosexual) love life is chronicled across the years, and her roommate Mallory is a lesbian so we see some of hers, too. Season 2 focuses on Marcus Watkins, whose lesbian sister, Ida, is played by SNL alum Punkie Johnson.
Wednesday // Season 2, Part One // August 6
The first season of Wednesday had queers intensely engaged although the assorted sapphic situations remained subtextual — that appears to be the plan for Season Two as well but it seemed worth mentioning because I can’t always really tell entirely what the deal is with this show and why some people consider it queer even though it is not. We do love Jenna Ortega around here, though!
Marry Me (2022) // August 10
Marry Me is a very bad rom-com starring Jennifer Lopez as a superstar who has an affair with a normie (math teacher Charlie played by Owen Wilson) but more importantly, Charlie has only two friends: a gay choir teacher and a lesbian guidance counselor. The latter was in my opinion the unsung heroine of the film.
Long Story Short // Season One // August 22
The new lightly autobiographical animated comedy from the creator of BoJack Horseman follows the “small t traumas” of a Jewish family from childhood to adulthood and back again, exploring the relatable concept of: “How we communicate love is by making jokes. How we communicate anxiety is by making jokes. How we communicate love is by communicating anxiety.” Abbi Jacobson is the lesbian daughter! As an adult her partner is voiced by Nicole Byer. So that’s very nice I think.
Prime Video’s August 2025 For The LGBTQ+

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Taurasi (2025) // Docuseries // August 7
This three-part docuseries will explore the life and times of the one and only lesbian WNBA legend Diana Taurasi. The series’ director notes that,” Diana’s greatness isn’t just in her game, but in her grit, wit, and refusal to fit the mold. From Argentina to UConn, six Olympics, to Phoenix, to post-Soviet Russia, she chased excellence — and respect — on her own terms. Taurasi is a cinematic portrait of an icon who never asked to be discovered — only understood.”
Upload // Season 4 // August 25
Season Three of this show about a digital afterlife introduced a romance between handler/angel Aleesha (tasked with the care and keeping of Nathan’s co-worker Luke) and Karina (a new Horizon executive boss lady). Shit gets super serious in Season Four, a four-part finale to the entire series — AI “rapidly turns evil, threatening to wipe out Lakeview (and the world!). Zaina B Johnson, who plays Aleesha, has promised her character will be “kicking ass” in this finale.
HBO Max August 2025 LGBTQ+ Offering To Us
Women Wearing Shoulder Pads // Season One Premiere // August 18
This new Spanish-language stop-motion comedy from Adult Swim looks completely unhinged! The all-woman cast explores the intersection of money and media in 1980s Quito, Ecuador, centered on Marioneta, a rich Spaniard who develops a network of other weird, ambitious women who want to be at the center of it all. It appears also that they kiss each other.
Peacemaker // Season 2 Premiere // August 21
The first season of Peacemaker debuted in 2022! That was so long ago! Well, now that gang of misfits is finally returning to the television — including Danielle Brooks as queer character Leota Adebayo — in a season that will connect the series to the new DC universe.
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Invasion // Season Three Premiere // August 22
Somehow one of two TV shows to send an astronaut into space who is having a secret lesbian affair with someone on the ground team for her mission (not to mention the novel Atmosphere), Invasion‘s first season followed five people on different sides of the world gradually coming to grips with and experiencing the impact of what turns out to be an alien invasion. Queer scientist Mitsuki (Shiori Kutsuna) is a captivating and complex character that makes the whole thing worth watching — and luckily she did not die at the end of Season Two, she is alive and well and living in isolation and will be enduring new challenges and catastrophes as the world spins madly on.
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This is why I invested in a nice blu-ray player (so I don’t have to take my video games out of my PS5). I started buying all the LGBTQ movies and TV shows that I could find. Every time I have spare cash, I’m buying so I can keep the lesbian-ing going in my house. Pretty soon laughter will be found offensive to the regime.
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Real lack of content from Hollywood this month! If you aren’t aware, Thailand has produced and continues to make a bunch of GL drama shows with many being on YouTube. They all have happy endings and most of the side characters are also gay. The way production works means if there is a pair you like they often have more then one project together.
Only You – Bodyguard protects idol and they were childhood friends who lost touch. Same pairing was in Secret of Us
Music Story: Losing Control – Lonely rich lady hires two escorts for company, who are also exes and conspire against her.
Loyal Pin – It is wild seeing the Chamber of Commerce of Thailand seal before these episodes start. Lesbian love drama literally produced by the government 🤣. Set in the early 1900s with a spoiled princess(?), who returns from her British education with the plan to seduce her old childhood friend. Same pairing from Gap the Series.
There are sooooo many more it’s ridiculous. Maybe worth looking into for an article?
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Her name is Zainab Johnson, not Zaina B Johnson
The Most Chaotic Lyrics From Every Track on Reneé Rapp’s New Extremely Gay Album ‘Bite Me’
feature image photo by CBS Photo Archive / Contributor via Getty Images
Happy ChappRapp Friday AKA the blessed first day of August 2025 where we have been gifted new music from both Chappell Roan and Reneé Rapp. To have a cavalcade of lesbian pop stars be so mainstream and prolific that we get two HUGE release days at once?! This particular Managing Editor of a queer pop culture website is exhausted, but hey, these are good problems to have!
I usually have to let an album wash over me several times before I can effectively write about it, and while I’ve managed to listen to Reneé Rapp’s Bite Me twice before 9 a.m. (its 12 tracks clock in at just over half an hour, which is my ideal length for designating an album a Driving Album), I’m not quite ready to apply a serious critical lens to its tracks. So instead, I thought we’d do something fun and select the most chaotic lyrics from every song. Because this is an album that harnesses the power of queer chaos!
1. Leave Me Alone
“I took my sex life with me, now the show ain’t fucking.”
I’ve already written about this delicious, bitey track. I’ve gotta go with the Sex Lives of College Girls shade for most chaotic lyric. There’s a long queer history of gay people being petty in lyrical form, and Rapp is tapping into that.
2. Mad
“I wanna get mad at you, right back at you
But it’s kinda hot”
I love how Rapp leans into mess in her lyrics. Here we have a song about a toxic (but not altogether fucked up) relationship. The “it’s kinda hot” confession about a girlfriend who keeps getting mad is peak dyke drama. (It was hard to choose between this and the Marlboro red / finger in mouth run.)
3. Why Is She Still Here?
“No, I didn’t say shit when you introduced me as your friend
And yes, that’s what it is, but don’t you do that shit again
It’s funny cuz it didn’t feel like friends on the kitchen floor, no”
God I love the instrumentals on this one. This is musically one of my favorite tracks on the album. And whewwww the lyrics! We’ve got here what seems to be a situationship with a woman who still has a girlfriend, no? That kitchen floor line got me good.
You know, I’ve noticed a lot of queer pop stars leaning into the idea of “queer chaos” or “dyke drama” (think: Fletcher, JoJo, Zolita) but sometimes it comes off as such a put-on act and inauthentic, edginess for the sake of edginess. Rapp demonstrates on Bite Me that queer chaos is best served from a place of authenticity and sincerity rather than snark. The queer chaos Rapp puts on display in Bite Me still feels like it’s telling a real story and comprising complex emotions. “Why Is She Still Here?” is a great example. It’s chaotic for sure, but it isn’t trying too hard. It’s just interested in the messiness and contradictions of human behavior. She’s confessional rather than performative. It yields songs that are messy without being cringe.
4. Sometimes
“And God, I know this is predictable
But I need you more than just physical”
Get in losers, we’re yearning.
Not just solely because of track placement, I do think of this track as a direct sequel to “Why Is She Still Here?” I interpret it as about the same relationship but further along the timeline. It just sounds like the place where a lot of relationships that begin as affairs end up in.
5. Kiss It Kiss It
“I think wе almost made a baby
I mean, we can’t, but we came so close”
🚨 CUNNILINGUS TRACK! 🚨 I’m a big fan of the subgenre I like to call pussy eating pop songs. This is a fun one. And I love this baby-making line.
6. Good Girl
“Showed me your lip tattoo a little
Closer, so I can just get a little”
Lip tattoos are up there with tongue rings in terms of dykiest body mods.
7. I Can’t Have You Around Me Anymore
“Somehow, we always end up naked
Nothing ever happens, but it still feels real good”
Wow, this album really has ever flavor of queer chaos. Here we have what seems like the close friendship that may cross some lines? It was hard not to just pick the titular line as the gayest lyric!
8. Shy
“I wanna mark it up like X and O
‘Cause, baby, I’ll do things your exes won’t
Come on and cross my heart and hope to die
I’m thinkin’ I’ll try yours and you’ll try mine”
The “pullin’ my hair” and “ruin my life” of the chorus are undoubtedly very chaotically gay sentiments too, but I gotta go with the cheer breakdown in the bridge. Something about the nostalgia of “cross my heart and hope to die” and doing things your exes won’t makes this bridge extra queer (all bridges are queer).
9. At Least I’m Hot
“If I get a text from another ex, I swear I’m gonna end up behind bars”
Is that Towa Bird’s voice coming in on “How ya doin Nay?” ?! It sounds like her! I love the idea of featuring your girlfriend on a track where you’re also singing messy ass lyrics like the above.
10. I Think I Like You Better When You’re Gone
“I know that I’m supposed to miss you and wish that you were here
But the more I drink, the more I think, you might just disappear”
I also just want to note that singing about time zones is gay.
11. That’s So Funny
“You got a better shot with God than you do with me”
Well if that first line of the song is meant to be a Harry Potter reference, I don’t love that. (Beyond everything else, it’s just kind of a lazy play on words.)
The straightforward pettiness of this song though is top tier, as represented by the above lyric. And Rapp’s vocals on “Took my love, twisted it to a fuck you” ? Woweeeeee.
12. You’d Like That Wouldn’t You
“I bet you’d like that, wouldn’t you?
If I cut my heart out of my chest
And bled out in my living room
Yeah, you’re sick and you’d like that”
Tits spilling out of cherry tops in the OPENING LINE? I love this song. Whole thing is chaotic in the best way.
What’s your favorite track from the new album?! Let’s discuss.
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I don’t wanna write think pieces here again,
Album is great, Kiss it kiss it and Lunch are indeed twins, actually there are several songs of the make it horny variety. Mad is especially funny for me cause I will reference it in a fight, it’s just gonna happen and it will either deescalate the situation or get me killed. So that’s something to look forward to.Regarding the other people mentioned in no 3, Renee something along the lines of Where you don’t compete you don’t compare and I fear that is the case here. (She didn’t mean it as shade at other artists in the original context it just works in this situation too). Also rip fletcher. (Releasing the S(ex) tapes on cassette was funny).
R also said she wants to be an EGOT by 40 and I’m like.. well I mean she kind of is that bitch. Yeah, no doubt no doubt 100%.
She’s a great vocalist, great repesentation for both lesbianism and ADHD! but I honestly think the fact that she’s such a good actor must be infuriating for other actors. Her whole I’m doing this as a stepping stone to being a pop star, leave me alone thing would kill me if I was an actor on the set with her like I would be so pissed off. And I mean it as a compliment. Like her being like ok fine Lorne Michaels I will be in the Mean Girls movie if I can be the musical guest for SNL whenever I want for the rest of my career. Like that’s a wild thing to do as an actor with 2 whole acting credits to your name.
And RIP to me cause this is the TL DR version lol
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Not gonna lie: I only admire Renee Rapp from afar. She scares me! [Different angle: 2025 is quite enough chaos already, thankyouverymuch]
At the 50th Invasion of the Pines, Drag Reminds Us of the Power of Self-Expression
all photos by the author, Elyssa Maxx Goodman
On the morning of July 4, the conductor approves my digital Long Island Rail Road ticket, this ticket that will take me first to Jamaica in Queens and then to Sayville on Long Island. From there, I will transfer to a shuttle bus that will take me to the Sayville Ferry Service, where I will then get on said ferry to Cherry Grove. It’s quite a bit of travel for this Independence Day, a holiday it feels even more suspect to celebrate this year than usual, but for the Invasion of the Pines, it is always worth it.
The Invasion, as it’s known, began in 1976 and celebrated its 50th edition this year. In 1976, beloved drag artist and trans woman Teri Warren was denied service at the Fire Island Pines restaurant The Blue Whale because she was in drag. At that time, the Pines had been known for its high-end, often closeted, clientele. The Blue Whale’s owner, John Whyte, also frowned on both drag and any “flamboyant” displays, barring them from the premises. Fuming after Teri’s mistreatment, on July 4, 1976, Thom Hansen —who also performed in drag as Panzi —and several friends dressed in drag and took a water taxi over to the Pines. They arrived, the boat’s horns blazing, and “blessed” the crowd at the Pines, much to the simultaneous delight of onlookers and the chagrin of the aforementioned hotelier. The tradition carried on for nearly 50 years, with people in drag filling up the ferry (sometimes even more than one) year after year. Whyte and Panzi eventually found harmony, and Whyte became a supporter of the event.







It’s possible that this year, 2025, is the last time the Invasion will take place. When I interviewed Panzi for Phillip Gutman’s photography book Invasion of the Pines last year, she mentioned that many young people who come love it but don’t know why the event happens; still, she said, the point of the event was never to be a classroom, it was to have fun. “[Young people] are creating their own generation,” she said last year. “Just let them have fun.” So in 2025, the plan was to go “out with a bang,” as Panzi wrote in an email this year, unless in the following year someone else takes up the mantle. It felt important to go, to bear witness to this final in the series of great drag protests, this act of resistance embodied as a celebration of color and life and glamour and self-expression. The Invasion was also chronicled recently in another photography book, Fire Island Invasion: Day of Independence by Anderson Zaca, for which Panzi wrote the forward.
While I can only imagine that seeing scads of people in drag parading from a massive ferry onto a dock in the Pines is itself delightful, it’s when these drag denizens start their day in Cherry Grove that I find most divine. At Cherry Grove’s legendary Ice Palace, multigenerational scores of people line what’s usually the dance floor in drag costumes of every kind, from the intricate to the shake-and-go, the ridiculous to the sublime. There’s everything from $10 Party City wigs to opulent, feet-high feather and rhinestone constructions one might otherwise expect to see on a Las Vegas stage. There are puns (“Burned-to-Death Peters”) and a full-blown Mona Lisa behind a red velvet museum rope; a “Busted Brigade” all dressed like the beloved local drag artist of the same name; a “Spirit of 76” group attired like icons from the 1970s, like Rocky and Charlie’s Angels. People mill about chatting, sipping on cocktails, encircling the pool, dancing to the sounds of lauded DJ Ana Matronic. Sashes are given out for the likes of “Best Group” and “Most Political” and “Most Tragic,” among others, all with humor at its core. This is not a day of taking oneself too seriously: We’re here to have fun and be ourselves, and we’re not asking for your permission.






While the ferry to the Pines awaits, crowds have gathered along the path to the dock. They stand, sit on patios, or perch at a restaurant high above with their cameras held aloft, waiting for people to exit the Ice Palace’s long wooden ramp. It’s at once pageantry and parade, the crowd cheering and applauding as each bedragged babe makes their way to the ferry. I snap pictures like a wild woman. People adjust their wigs, smoke cigarettes, wait in line. One of the ferry captains offers me cheese from a charcuterie platter.
Entering the ferry, people duck to make room for their wigs and headdresses and high-standing capes. You’re never too far from a handheld fan or bottle of water or tube of sunscreen. There are friendly reminders to stay hydrated and seek out shade (from the sun) if you need to. On top of the ferry, bodies are nestled together as the sun beams overhead, wigs and sequin leotards are adjusted. At the edge of the dock in Cherry Grove, there’s a giant American flag, a giant trans flag, giant Pride flags.






As the ferry full of drag denizens arrives at the dock in the Pines from Cherry Grove, drag artist Lola (attired as Madonna a la Marie Antoinette) and singer Seth Sikes (in a red and blue Speedo) regale the crowd with a rendition of “The Star Spangled Banner.” A collective of dancers will spray confetti into the sky and introduce Panzi, who will later have a ferry named after her, and party upon party of people in drag will exit onto a pink carpet and wave to the crowds. It’s hot, but I barely feel it, snapping away at my camera as each person leaving the ferry smiles a real, true, genuine smile. I am witnessing joy, and this is its power, its triumph over adversity, its reclamation of space, its assertion of positivity. And while I wish I could witness it every year, I’m grateful for the almost 50 that have come before, for Panzi’s work in organizing, for the people who have shown up in drag and to watch.



I think of a conversation I had with my uncle recently, where he asked me what I think when I see an American flag pasted on someone’s car or home now. Without pausing I responded, “Republicans.” And what a sad thing to think, that for some the flag would come to represent the blind nationalism, exclusion of others, repression, closed-minded thinking, and conservatism the party has become known for, in addition to the suppression of queer and trans rights and even the suppression of drag.
But that America is not my America. Rather, this is my America, the Invasion of the Pines. It is this America that was founded on protest and freedom of expression, as much in 1976 as 1776, as it dances and glitters in the face of oppression. The Invasion of the Pines is a celebration of what America means to us. It is the only America I am interested in, and if I cannot have a day where freedom is celebrated with wigs and lipstick and mustaches and feathers, then I don’t want it.
The Slut4Slut Couple F*cking Through a “Wanna Try” List
Sex/Lifeis a series all about the secret sexy business of couples, throuples, exes who still fuck for some reason, LDR darlings, polyculites, and any other kind of amorous grouping your perfect heart can fathom. We send them nosey questions, they record themselves answering them, and we transcribe that conversation for all of us to enjoy. All names have been changed and any identifying details removed.
Rowan and Rooney have been together in a monogamous relationship for almost a year. They both live in Chicago and are 29. Rowan is trans and queer, a graphic designer/illustrator and nanny whose hobbies include soccer, cooking and sewing. Rooney’s a pansexual creative producer who likes to collage, bake and collect knick-knacks.
And this is how they fuck.
How has your sex life changed since the beginning of your relationship?
Rowan: I don’t feel like it’s changed that much. The frequency is the same. We were very intentional from the beginning.
Rooney: I agree, and I’d say the only thing that feels different now is that we’ve just had more time to nurture our intimacy and learn more about each other’s desires and bodies.
Rowan: We’ve just added more to it.
Rooney: Yeah. And it feels just as exciting to explore with you as it was at the start.
Do you live together? If you do not live together, talk to us about why you’ve made that decision and how it has impacted your sex life.
Rowan: It’s not necessarily a decision we made because we’re just not there yet, but we do spend almost every night together.
Rooney: We live a 15-minute walk from each other, so.
Rowan: Honestly, I don’t know. I guess the question doesn’t fit us, but our living situation did change. When we first started dating, neither of us had a place for sex without an ex or a family member.
Rooney: The issue of privacy has been resolved since I got my own place, and that has impacted our sex life by taking away a stressor.
Rowan: Yeah, it’s freeing.
Rooney: We did enjoy car sex though, as a workaround before.
Do you have a top/bottom dynamic?
Rowan: Yes and no. Naturally, yeah, we both have more comfortable roles, but we aren’t stuck. We’re open to exploring and do explore, but we definitely have a default dynamic.
Rooney: I feel like it’s nice to be with someone who is like, yeah, I do enjoy this dynamic, but I’m also open to exploring things outside of that — the curiosity and play aspect of it.
Rowan: I think personally as somebody who’s trans and with dysphoria, the only reason I’m comfortable enough to explore switching that dynamic and taking on the dynamic of being the bottom is because I feel so secure and comfortable in our normal dynamic. It doesn’t give me dysphoria.
Do you feel like your sex drives are well-matched?
Rowan: Yes.
Rooney: Yes.
Rowan: I feel like maybe mine is a little bit higher, but not so much higher that it’s not a good match.
Rooney: I mean, not that being a slut is directly related to a high sex drive, but we found each other on an app because I put “slut for slut” in my profile, so I knew what I was looking for.
Rowan: Same.
Rooney: … yeah, I would say that we are well-matched for our energy and desires.
Rowan: That was something we connected on from the beginning.
Are there specific things you like to do during sex or things you don’t like to do?
Rowan: I really feel like we have a very wide range of ways that we like to enjoy sex, so it’s hard for me to choose one thing. I know that I don’t like candle wax, but that’s—
Rooney: On you.
Rowan: Yeah, on me. That’s about it for me.
Rooney: There’s plenty of specific things that we like to do. All of them come from a place of curiosity and exploration. We do a lot of things that explore different sensory experiences like candles and impact. Things we don’t like to do? I personally like to go a bit slower to ramp up up into sex.
Rowan: Right, one thing we do every time is —
Rooney: Foreplay?
Rowan: Yeah. And getting grounded. I feel like that’s a big point of that.
Rooney: Like our breathing?
Rowan: If one of us is having a hard time fully being there, we’ll take some breaths together. And it’s been very helpful —I wasn’t expecting to feel the way that I feel when we do that. But I really like that.
What are some things you’d like to try or try again?
Rooney: We got a list!
Rowan: A never-ending list! I think at the top of the list is rope. But that one’s harder ‘cause you can’t just try it, you need to know what you’re doing.
Rooney: You gotta get educated and learn and practice.
Rowan: Yeah, you’ve gotta be safe.
Rooney: That one’s up there. We’re definitely exploring anal —and some water sports even.
How important are orgasms to your sex life?
Rowan: That one is kind of in the process of changing. I mean, I think it is obviously a desire for most people, and fortunately it’s usually pretty achievable for both of us. But with things we’re going through in our lives, sometimes that’s been harder to achieve. So we’re just focused on taking that pressure off and enjoying all parts of sex without feeling an orgasm has to happen.
Rooney: In the past, my sex life was very much centered on achieving orgasms. While that was very fun, it also was limiting in terms of the sensations and how present I could feel during sex if I wasn’t just trying to reach a goal.
And it’s also like — I don’t know, orgasms are feeling more important and different, as I get older. The more I have sex, the more I feel like I can have good secure sex with you — literally just started crying during orgasms, which is new for me, but is a thing. So we think about it and we’re very intentional about it.
What role does masturbation play in your sex life?
Rowan: That’s also something we’re navigating.
Rooney: Nuance!
Rowan: It does play a role in our sex life, but I don’t think it’s something that we’re like… It’s not a part of our sex life at the same time though.
Rooney: It’s almost like… supplementary? Like you’ll text me when we’re not together and tell me that you’re masturbating thinking about me and what you’re thinking about, and I find that really hot. So it can feel very complimentary to our sex. And sometimes masturbating is very much a more solo personal individual experience.
I think that there’s enough we want to explore together —before meeting each other, we were both in long-term eight and five-year long relationships where it kind of turned into just masturbating. And so I think that’s something that we’re trying to be really cautious of.
Tell us about your favorite or most memorable time you’ve had sex together.
Rowan: I think for me it’s car sex. I mean, really any time. They’re all my favorite for different reasons. But that was — even if it’s not the best sex we ever had, the experience of it and what it meant to me and how it felt like it fulfilled the dumb teenage fantasies that I had but had never got to live out. I just felt like a dumb teenager and it was really healing. And yeah, I think we’ve gotten pretty good at it.
Rooney: It’s so hard to pick a favorite! But that one’s up there with when you got me that glass dildo, which I’d never tried—
Rowan: Since I’ve met you, you have had a goal of wanting to squirt, and so obviously the first time that happened, I don’t think either of us will forget that.
Rooney: That was very memorable.
Rowan: Yeah. That’s it.
Rooney: That’s it!
My Ex Is Stuck in Friend Request Purgatory
I don’t want to accept my ex’s friend request.
And before the sapphic court of law tries to revoke my queer card for saying that out loud, hear me out. This isn’t about being petty.
She was a Pisces. A classic one. Fantasy-prone, romantic, an old soul with a deep ache in her eyes and a playlist for every possible moon phase. She felt like a dream you didn’t want to wake up from until you realized the dream was getting…weird. Like, “we’re throwing up together from alcohol poisoning on a Wednesday” weird. But also, like, “impromptu threesome at my neighbor’s house” weird. Life with her was a string of vivid, sensual scenes stitched together by poor decision-making and horny ambition.
We met at a queer party (obviously). Our relationship lasted four months — barely. A blink in lesbian time. But while it was brief, it was also one of the most fun, the most deliriously experimental. And if you had asked me during month two, I would’ve sworn we were twin flames, soulmates, trauma-bonded lesbians with matching playlists and matching trauma. Honestly, it was fun. She was fun. Spontaneous and wildly sensual. There was something electric about being with someone who made every moment feel like a performance art piece we didn’t rehearse for. Even the sex was like a fever dream — wild, consuming, borderline illegal. Then again, most of my sex-periences feel like that. We had sex everywhere. Okay, not everywhere, just all over our shared two-bedroom apartment. Our two roommates politely ignored the muffled moaning sounds.
She was also in a relationship when we met. Surprise! Lesbian timelines are lawless. And no, she did not mention it — at first. She said it was on the rocks, “basically over,” and I, being in my delusional rebound era, said: cool, just make sure it’s actually over before we go any deeper. She ended it. Supposedly. Maybe. Probably. I didn’t do a fact check. I just let myself fall into the delicious chaos. We made the best pork fry combo for dinner almost daily. We cried to hopeless romantic music. Danced.
But from the start, there were flags. Not fully red, but a fiery burnt orange.
She couldn’t put the bottle down. Some nights she’d sip whisky like it was water. Once, we drank so much we were vomiting side-by-side, and I had to take myself to the hospital — because she couldn’t. Cute turned concerning real quick.
And the anger. Oof. You know those people who try so hard to be chill, soft-spoken, poetic, and then suddenly they snap and you’re like “am I in danger?” That was her. A Pisces with an alcohol-fueled rage problem. When the banks broke, she melted down in public. Full-on crying, yelling, emotionally combusting in front of friends and strangers. Walked on the other side of the street all the way home. The romantic mystique started to crack. And under it was a human being who needed therapy. (Don’t we all, though?)
She had a compulsive need to rewatch the same sitcoms — Modern Family, Two Broke Girls, Big Bang Theory. I wish I was joking. My brain still plays random laugh tracks against my will. Somewhere in there, a migraine is hiding.
Still, she was thoughtful. She wanted to know me. She made me feel like I was a poem she hadn’t finished reading. I don’t think she meant harm. I think she was just…her. Intense, loving, messy. The kind of person who hugs you like she means it and texts you at 2 a.m. The kind of girl who looks you dead in the eyes and says “you feel like home” three weeks in.
Ultimately, I realized I wasn’t where I wanted to be — not just physically, but emotionally. It was her house. I didn’t have a space to retreat to, to recharge, or to process the way I needed to.
That’s a truth I didn’t want to face. That this was a rebound that overstayed its welcome. That I was trying to replace grief with sensation. That sometimes, intensity is just pain wearing a sexy outfit.
So, we broke up. Well, I broke up with her. She took it gracefully — if you consider sleeping with my neighbor within days “graceful.” Which, honestly? Fair play. We were both young, sad, hot, and trying our best with our worst instincts.
Now, years later, she’s hovering again. In the digital bushes. A pending friend request. A ghost in my inbox.
And part of me wants to click accept. Just to see. Just to say I’m mature. Just to prove it doesn’t affect me anymore. But then I remember how slippery that slope is. How quickly a casual like turns into a DM. How quickly a “haha remember this?” turns into “do you still think about me?”
Of course I do.
I think about her sometimes. I wonder if she’s sober now. I wonder if she’s dating someone who also likes rewatching Two Broke Girls until the serotonin kicks in. I hope she’s soft and safe and not crying in public anymore. But that doesn’t mean I want her inside my life.
Because here’s the real deal: I’m in a relationship now. Not without its dips and wobbles, but grounded. Real. It’s not an erotic novella, but it’s steady, and I like that.
There’s a kind of ex you can be friends with. The kind that left peacefully. The kind you ran into three years later and genuinely wished well. This is not that.
This is the kind of ex that makes your current girlfriend raise an eyebrow when her name pops up. The kind of ex who might send a text in the middle of the night. The kind who lives on nostalgia and little openings. And once you crack that door, she’s in. Like glitter.
I don’t want her watching my stories. I don’t want her seeing the version of me I am now — the version who survived, evolved, softened in some places and hardened in others.
She made me wheeze-laugh mid-thrust and taught me things about my body I’m still unpacking in therapy. But that doesn’t mean she needs access to my life.
She was a season. A fever dream. A glitter bomb of an experience. And I’m grateful. I am. But also: I’m not accepting that friend request.
She can live in purgatory. Where she belongs.
May she heal. May she thrive. May she find someone who will rewatch those shows with her.
Just…not me.
I have come too far to let nostalgia be the backdoor to my peace.
There’s this myth that queers should always stay friends after a breakup. Queer love is beautiful, and queer breakups are messy.
Queer boundaries? Those are sacred.
32 Comments
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Well said. Thank you.
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“…sometimes, intensity is just pain wearing a sexy outfit.”
Brava. I should probably tattoo this on my wrist as a warning. To both myself, and others!
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Carlo, no. I’m saying your personal piece, your story, is the distortion because your lack of accountability to your own life choices. I’m talking about your accountability to yourself (and to your readers because you’ve gone and published this work.) (continued dialogue from cloe’s chain)
You are in no way accountable for you ex’s poor behavior, but you always are accountable for your choices.
You decided to date an addict. That was a bad life decision.
You are not being accountable and honest with yourself about the responsibility of your choices in the failed relationship.It also needs to be said that writing this personal piece in itself is NOT a boundary.
Not accepting your ex’s friend request IS the boundary.Carlo, it is clear that you are a gifted writer. But throwing around therapy buzzwords and self-help talk doesn’t mean that you’re as healed as you insistently pretend to be.
It means that you’re a writer. And all the writing I’m seeing from you right now is writing form a place of hurt. You’re an unhealed person, who happens to have a way with words.You are correct. This is an accusation. You are an unhealed person pretending to be a healed person that writing from a place of healing.
You demand accountability from others and fail to show that you are capable of accountability yourself.
You could decide to make our back and forth a dialogue, but instead you decided to end the conversation because you felt threatened. I am not threatening you or your safety. I am pointing to truth, and you simply don’t like it because it doesn’t align with your narrative. Maybe you don’t like it because it will force you to learn and grow.This is *probably* why my first comment of the chain got deleted. Maybe it was an accident.
But it feels like it has more to do with Carlo’s need for validation, and need to end, or censor the voices of people who don’t share her view.What I’m saying isn’t inherently hateful or harmful. But if it feels like an attack to you, Carlo, I encourage you to continue going to therapy and doing the work.
There is a way to write ‘ex’s friend request forever stays in purgatory’ from a true place of healing, and this personal piece is not it.
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I can see you’re hurting, but your comments here are all really odd and antagonistic, and seem to fundamentally misunderstand what writers do, what personal essays are and what social media is. This isn’t a restorative justice session or court of law or therapy, and Carlo not writing about certain things doesn’t mean they don’t exist. Not all writing is about everything.
Also the idea that you can only write critically about your ex if they are a proven abuser is wild! Sometimes I write angry poems about my exes just because it’s a Friday.
Anyway, I thought it was great.
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this is beautiful and thoughtful piece that stuck with me in the days after reading it. thank you ♥️ i returned to read it again and was shocked to see the comments — this is a piece under the FIRST PERSON tag not a manifesto on what Types of People are always right & wrong and frankly it feels disingenuous to not see that from clearly personal piece. thank you for your writing Carlo, so sorry this is the response for real. looking forward to reading more of your writing in the future
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The criticism in the comments suggest that Carlo should be critical of herself if she is going to be critical of her ex.
And honestly? That seems fair.
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The criticism in the comments suggest that Carlo should be critical of herself if she is going to use a public platform to publish criticism of her ex.
And honestly? That seems fair.-
If that was the extent of the criticism that might be fair. But writing entire creep ass manifestos, projecting a multitude of personal issues, and victim blaming abuse survivors is not that kind of feedback.
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BABE Wine Bar Offers a Queer Wine Oasis in Brooklyn
all photography by Grace Brown
For Them and BABE Wine Bar have teamed up to make underwear that’ll have you feeling like a BABE. Buy yours in the For Them store and read on to learn more about the wine experience for hot queers offered by BABE.
While wine bars are a dime a dozen in Brooklyn, there isn’t a single one like BABE. BABE founders Ren and trent have created an intentionally queer space, full of queer, mostly BIPOC wine drinkers, a space where expert queer somms pour for you, with temporary tattoos and good music and great vibes. Ren and trent have managed to take the traditional narrative around wine and turn it fully upside down in the best way. And you know I love that!
Having been to two BABE events now, I understand why their events sell out in mere minutes. In fact, after their May event sold out, an Instagram commenter quipped that BABE tickets are the new Beyoncé tickets. This became even more apparent when the For Them x BABE Anniversary Party RSVPs dropped and sold out in less than a minute!


I got the chance to sit down with both founders a few days after the one-year anniversary of the Instagram DM that started it all, when Ren first suggested she and trent start a queer wine bar.
We’re sitting in the garden bar of the Ace Hotel in Brooklyn, a leafy, sunlight-dappled indoor garden where later that evening, dozens of queer wine drinkers, mostly BIPOC, sip wines poured by the city’s most in-demand queer somms. I open with a Very Important Gay Question: big three, but as though they’re wine. I discover Ren is a Cancer sun. She chooses a muscadet — “ocean, moon child.” trent, a Scorpio sun, opts for a chilled red instead — “unexpected”.
From the first few minutes of the interview, it’s clear trent and Ren care deeply about wine, about creating an intentional queer community around wine. Their menus are approachable, inclusive. At their June event, three of their five wines were non-alcoholic. Wine has a reputation of being stuffy, boring, classist, straight — wine can be alienating! trent and Ren are working very hard to make sure that it isn’t.
“What I really like about the way we do wine is that — I won’t say all queers, but these queers — we are very thoughtful about accessibility,” trent tells me.


“All of our wines are going to be sustainably sourced, sustainably farmed,” Ren adds. “That’s something we take very seriously. Most, if not all, are minimal intervention.”
Their shared mindset around accessibility means making traditional wines an option, too. “We’re not just drinking cool, hip wines from California,” Ren says. “We’re drinking, like, Burgundy too, because that’s also accessibility, right? We want people to be enjoying the full range and scope of what wine is, and why not also drink really classical wines?”
I love the wines Ren and trent continue to choose for BABE! After trent’s Scorpio-as-chilled-red declaration, I’ve found myself opting for a chilled red more and more. I make sure to lean on the BABE somms whenever I’m at an event, though! BABE makes sure their somms are all queer, all experts, and this definitely makes a difference. At their June event, Oniyx Acosta and Zwann Grays were pouring, both of whom are hallmarks of the wine community in NYC. As an aside, Oniyx mentioned that they’re working on making a Virginian Mamajuana-inspired vermouth, which I cannot wait to try.


Also setting BABE apart from other queer wine events is their predominantly BIPOC crowd, a (very) welcome change for this queer South Asian. At both BABEs I’ve been to, I’ve run into more than a few people I know, and spotting a few people I know of. For the Bravo Dykes among us, I saw none other than RHONY celesbian Racquel Chevremont and her very cool fiancé Mel Corpus (!!) at BABE in May!
“We want our people to feel seen,” trent says. “We created this because we weren’t seeing enough of ourselves in spaces and in the industry. We want what we are creating to be centered in that and to uplift that. It is on purpose that you see a lot of Black folks here, a lot of people of color, because we need our spaces.”
Speaking of spaces, trent and Ren have plans to grow beyond the pop-up and into a dedicated space. They plan to begin fundraising again in the fall. For now, though, BABE has a newfound residency at the Ace Hotel in Brooklyn, which is where trent and Ren held BABE’s anniversary party in collaboration with For Them during pride month.
“We have a lot to celebrate, and we want to celebrate our cuties!” trent tells me. “We want to celebrate ourselves, we want to celebrate being in community.”
BABE x For Them had many of the things I’ve come to expect from BABE: a fun wine list, great music, temporary tattoos. But they also had issues of the Autostraddle Insider scattered on tables, and their temporary tattoos had a For Them spin on them. Also, it was the night Zohran Mamdani won the Democratic mayoral primary, so youknow the vibes were top-tier. Also, there were BABE afters at Gingers!
A full year of BABE events later, the community continues to prove that BABE is a space unlike any other, for us, by us. I can’t wait to go to my next BABE!
For Them has collaborated with BABE to release a special run of our queer underwear with a BABE band. Get yours before they’re gone!
Heat Advisory
This is The Parlour, a place for intimate conversation, a real-time archive, a shared diary passed between a rotating cast of queer characters every week in an attempt to capture a kaleidoscopic view of what it’s like to be a queer person right here, right now.
The following iteration of The Parlour is how I initially envisioned this series: nascent essays oriented around themes but without much of a “point” or lesson to be learned. So let’s see how this goes!
We’ve been under a heat advisory for a number of days, I couldn’t tell you exactly how many. They’ve melted together like the That’s It fruit bar I accidentally left in the backseat of the car, gone gummy and flacid. I’m writing this from Orlando, but I bet I could be writing it from other places, too, perhaps the place you are reading this from now, a place made hotter than usual by this midsummer heatwave sweeping the nation. That’s what it is: hotter than usual. Because Orlando summers are always hot. But this heat, it’s different. Ten degrees up from daily averages.
This heat advisory has collided with my preseason tennis training weeks. I’ve got league matches and tournaments coming up in September, and I made a promise to myself to train hard this summer, no matter the weather. There’s nothing I can do about rain, but heat I can push through, have to really. I watched a video recently where a tennis coach to the stars says the only way to prepare for playing in the heat is to play in the heat. He’s talking about touring professionals and in particular the way the record-breaking temperatures in London threw many players off at this year’s Wimbledon, where spectators kept passing out in the stands because it was so hot, halting play on the court. No one was used to the heat. The players, he reasoned, should have booked their practice court time for noon, not morning. They needed to get their bodies ready to play in extreme heat. I’m not a touring professional. It’d be a triumphant feat for me to get to Wimbledon just as a spectator. But I took his instruction to heart. I’m always doing this, applying advice for the pros to my amateur rec tennis life.
So I sign up for an advanced tennis clinic at 6 p.m. on a Monday. It’s supposed to be 94 degrees. I spend the day hydrating, eating well. Ever since I got home from a week in Portland, I’ve been doing this: hydrating, eating well. I’m not drinking. I’m in the gym training hard while summer storms churn outside. Drinking fruit-filled and protein-packed smoothies. Carbing up after cardio. Lifting heavy. Waking up fifteen minutes before sunrise because I’m working on a novel and two short stories and a long essay about my name and early morning hours are the only time I can find to actually do the work. But on the Monday before the two-hour tennis clinic under a heat advisory, I’m extra on top of taking care of my body. I want to set myself up for success. I drink electrolytes beforehand, prepare more to bring along. It won’t be enough.
Before I head out, my wife says don’t get heatstroke, and I’m sure we’re both thinking of the times in Vegas, during lockdown, when our only glimpse of the outside world was when we’d step out into desert mornings with frozen-through water bottles that became liquid in a matter of minutes. I craved those morning walks, needed them, but I also suffered under the scorching Nevada sun. I didn’t yet know how to care for my body in these extreme climate conditions.
I’ve been playing in Portland all summer, so I’m re-acclimating to Florida! I tell the others when I need to break for water before they do. I’m always doing shit like this, trying to explain away weaknesses only perceived by myself. No one cares that I’m drinking water between drills. One of the coaches leading the session encourages it, tells me to break as many times as I need.
Seeing him here is a shock. A year and a half ago when I was just starting to get back into tennis, he was the only coach who took me and my goals seriously, didn’t condescend when I made it clear I wanted to be a shark of a rec player. He disappeared after a few weeks, ghosted me over text, and another player told me off-handedly he’d been caught blackmailing other pros. For what? I asked, and she could not tell me. I never fact-checked this absurd story. And now here he is, like he was never gone. Maybe he never had been as disappeared as I thought. Maybe he’s a mirage in the heat.
The Portland line is a bit of a lie. I hadn’t been playing in Portland “all summer.” Yes, it was true I was in Portland for almost the entire month of June and then returned for nine days in July for a writing conference, but I’d said it as if this were a regular occurrence for me, as if I “summered” in the pacific northwest, got out of the heat for a bit. God I wish. I only played tennis once, sometimes twice a week in Portland. Plus, the city experienced two separate heatwaves while I was there, so it wasn’t like I was playing in cooler conditions. There was no re-acclimating to do. Florida heat is already a hard thing to slough off.
But I wanted this, a legible excuse for why I needed more water breaks, why I was panting like the feral cat in the backyard we’d tried to offer water and treats to earlier in the day. Knowing I was already one of the weaker players that had shown up, I’d been trying to prove myself before the heat even settled into me like a possession. I should have been focusing more on my own game, on challenging myself. Instead, I was beating myself up for my body’s natural reaction to the heat, something so far out of my control.
Later, I reach out to the reappeared tennis coach to book a private lesson. He’s a blackmailer, and I’m a liar. We make a good fit.
Next summer will be hotter. The next, hotter still. No body should become acclimated to this.
After the clinic under heat advisory, I take a cold shower run by my wife. I ice roll my face. I played well, I think, given the heat. All this, given the heat.
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From everything I’ve heard about Florida summers, there is no way to acclimate to them in Portland. Portland summer just doesn’t get humid.
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Every summer in New York makes me regret leaving Alaska. The heat index yesterday was 110 degrees. I hate it.
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Every morning we look for shells in the sand. I found fifteen big shells last year.
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Here, in Finnish Lapland (the santa claus place), it has been 78 to 88 Fahrenheit three weeks in a row. Not normal here. Thanks for writing about this, it feels peer support also with climate anxiety.
Today I was swimming in the river to cool off and looked at an airplane flying above me in the sky. I had a feeling like I was in a pot being slowly cooked and the airplane was somebody adding heat to it. Living in this time is weird.
No Filter: New Chappell AND New Reneé in the Same Week?! Let’s Go Gays
feature image photo of Chappell Roan by BG048/Bauer-Griffin / Contributor via Getty Images
Hello and welcome back to No Filter! This is the place where I tell you what our favorite queer celebrities are getting up to, via their Instagrams! Let’s rock and roll!
Wicked: For Good press tour is heating up! Are you ready for months of this? Unfortunately, I am!
Happy belated! And let me just say that is some gorgeously subtle sponcon!
Well this is my first time hearing of this “Street Hearts” which is making me wonder just how many niche mini…shows (?) live on Reels. Probably a lot! This one is cute though!
Can I just say this show and concept is like sooo much better with actors who are fun rather than like,,,political figures?? Anyway! Love this!
Janelle has posted not once but THRICE, and I felt something is coming! Or they’re up to something? But this series is making me wonder!
This is deeply relatable, and I personally tend to get too overwhelmed and then pick the weirdest thing available. Not a great hit rate for me, tbh!
This is why I have to keep rooting for these two! They just get each other!
I love that Marlon thinks Shawn is hottest of them? I have always been a Damon Jr girl, but Marlon is my second! Stand up Marlon, we love you!
Wow, actually between this and new Reneé Rapp album, if you weren’t gay before this week, you will be now!
BEST PRESS TOUR EVER STILL GOING STRONG! Also! Can people stop being such no fun looooooosers complaining about this? It’s COMEDY and it’s something new! Aren’t y’all bored of normal press tour BS? Let’s have fun again!!!!!!
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It’s an Autostraddle article celebrating the rare moment when two queer pop icons
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She says that she can teach me. I hope I can do it! dulaney-solar
Mini Crossword Didn’t Go Out For Burritos
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a clever puzzle likely featuring clues or answers that play on skipping a burrito outing geometry dash 3d
‘Hot Milk’ Is an Imperfect Movie About Bad Mothers and Worse Lovers
Everyone dates their parents, says Freud and also gay people online thirsting over actresses twice their age. Our most formative relationships play out again and again through friends, through lovers, through teachers, through employers, even through therapists. But these repetitions are not always so obvious. Screenwriter Rebecca Lenkiewicz’s directorial debut Hot Milk, based on Deborah Levy’s novel of the same name, understands the complex ways parental relationships can seep into the rest of our lives.
Hot Milk is about a young British woman named Sofia (Emma Mackey) who accompanies her mother Rose (Fiona Shaw) to the Spanish coast in an attempt to cure Rose’s mysterious illness. A perpetual student with a focus on anthropology, Sofia’s life is in limbo, her true focus on her difficult mother’s well-being. As Rose begins to work with her new doctor (Vincent Perez), Sofia wanders the Spanish beaches and meets a Berlin transplant named Ingrid (Vicky Krieps).
From the beginning, Ingrid provides further concern for Sofia as much as she provides escape. It’s a relief to watch Sofia create a distance from her mother and seek out her own life and own pleasure, but Ingrid has flags redder than Sofia’s jellyfish sting. She’s immediately controlling, emotional, and overly affectionate. She also seems to be in a relationship with a man named Matty (Yann Gael) who may or may not be aware that Ingrid has sexual pursuits elsewhere.
On the surface, Ingrid and Rose have little in common. Rose is scared of the world while Ingrid seems to hunger for it. One can even imagine Sofia looking at Ingrid and seeing her as the complete opposite of her mother. Alas, two people don’t need to share surface similarities to treat someone the same way. And the closer Sofia gets to Ingrid, the more their twisted dynamic resembles the one she’s trying to escape with Rose.
The acting in this film is remarkable. Shaw, Krieps, and Patsy Ferran in a small role as Rose’s nurse are all excellent. But it’s Mackey who holds the film together. She was great throughout all four seasons of Sex Education and this film is proof that wasn’t just the magic of Maeve Wiley. With the right roles, Mackey could establish herself as one of the best young actresses working today. Unfortunately, the film does not quite match her performance.
Lenkiewicz’s directorial work is strong with an effective controlled style, a tight pace, and a clear ability to garner great acting. If anything the writer of queer films such as Disobedience and Colette, should’ve trusted her direction more. The script is overwritten, stating things bluntly that have already been communicated — and communicated better — in the silences. Every extended dialogue scene felt stuffed with confused exposition that weakened the characters rather than deepening them.
The film will resonate with anyone who has ever tried to solve their mommy issues in the bed of another woman. But it’s frustrating how often the film ignores its strengths, instead ending up an overwrought series of clichés. And yet, there are sequences — single glances from Mackey even — that still make it worth a watch. I just wish Lenkiewicz had trusted her images over her words. Sometimes the sharpest writing happens in the gaps.
Hot Milk is now available to stream.
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I like to make sandcastles and watch the sailboats go by.palmettocleanenergy
‘My Date Was Turned Off by the Idea of Being My First Girlfriend’
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I recently had a good date turn bad and am looking for advice! My husband and I split up after I realized that I am not bisexual but rather a lesbian. I’d had sexual experiences with women before my marriage, but I’ve never had an actual official girlfriend before. Since the divorce, I’ve had lots of hookups, but I’m trying now to date with more intention and seriousness. This date was going really well, but when I disclosed that I’d never had a girlfriend before to this date, the vibe shifted immediately. She said she doesn’t want to be anybody’s first-ever girlfriend because she’s looking for something serious/longterm and doesn’t want to waste her time because “nobody ever settles down with their first girlfriend”?? But I am ALSO looking to settle down! My dating profile even says so!! I liked being married, I just didn’t like being married to a man. I’m in my 40s with two young kids for crying out loud! I want another life partner! Any hints on how to screen dates to not end up crying into my margarita again? Or is she right and I am just horribly naive to think that I’ll want to settle down with my first ever girlfriend?
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I personally think your date was being a little ridiculous. For starters, I know lots of people who ended up in long term relationships or even married to their first girlfriends ever. And we’re talking a range of identities here: people of different ages, sexualities, genders, and relationship histories.
Your date’s biases read as a muddied mixture of heteronormativity, internalized homophobia, and biphobia??? A hodgepodge of biases, if you will! That’s just my interpretation though, and it’s possible those aren’t the places she’s operating from, but my gut reaction is truly that this has nothing to do with you and everything to do with her.
And for that reason alone, even though it sucks that a good date went bad, I say good riddance to her. If she holds these opinions about dating, it just isn’t a good fit for where you are in life. The truth is there are people who sometimes have these hardlined feelings about people’s queer dating histories. We get a lot of advice letters from people anxious about diving into dating when they have minimal or no queer dating experience, and I’m always encouraging. It doesn’t matter! Or it shouldn’t.
And if it does matter to someone, like your date, you don’t have to date them! There are plenty of people out there who won’t give a shit about the prospect of being your first girlfriend. Move on from this date gone wrong so you can find them.
Honestly you’re doing all the right screening by disclosing what you’re looking for in your app profile. I’m of the belief that you don’t need to really disclose that you’ve never had a girlfriend before until it comes up! Be honest of course. But I don’t think this is something you HAVE to go out of your way to disclose on a first date. It’s definitely not shameful. But you can wait until someone gets to know you before you delve into your relationship history.
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That really sucks. I settled down with my first girlfriend when I was a wee baby Gay in 1999. We just celebrated our 26th year together.
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OP dodged a bullet, this person wasn’t thinking about her as an adult who’s had a lifetime of adult experiences and knows her own mind, this person was thinking of her as if she became human a week ago.
OP, your first relationship with a woman might not lead to marriage, but if that happens, it won’t be because it was your first, it’ll be because relationships often just don’t work out and sometimes it takes a few tries. You’re not doomed, you just don’t know how your luck is going to be. Any relationship, regardless of experience level, has a good chance of not working out. Lots of people think they’re compatible before they know each other very well and then they get to know each other better and realize they’re not, or things get weird, or change, or whatever. You’re not naive for thinking that sometimes good things happen.
If you’re looking for advice, I think it might make you happier if you look for other lesbians leaving marriages to men (especially with young kids) and reach out to get to know them, whether or not it goes anywhere beyond friendship. Your situation is actually really common, and I think it’ll be grounding for you to have people around who understand and who you can complain to about bad dates!
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I see an old version of myself in OP’s date unfortunately. I was in two relationships in a row where I was their first girlfriend. The first woman left me for another woman and the second (who was also newly out) left because she wanted to have more lesbian experiences before settling down.
For years I swore off dating someone who had not had a previous girlfriend, but I now know that those experiences had more to do with them than me and it’s unfair to assume other people would leave for the same reasons. Now I’m more focused on finding someone who knows herself and is ready to settle down regardless of relationship experience.
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Dear Kayla, This is a great article! However, I’m primarily commenting bc of something v disturbing I’ve noticed. Two v lesbophobic comments by user idontknow have been allowed to stay on the Low-Key I Chose To Be A Lesbian article. I know comments are now closed, but please can they be deleted? Autostraddle has always been a safe space, please don’t allow homophobic comments to stay.
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It has become very clear the AS no longer cares about lesbophobia and is actively fostering a hostile environment towards lesbians.
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I’m my wife’s first gf and yeah, we’ve been married for years now, I have no regrets being her first girlfriend. Wishing the OP all the luck finding love!
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I put them in a special place in my room.
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Lilly Wachowski Is Producing a Take on ‘The Stepford Wives’ With a Cast of Trans Women
feature image photo by Momodu Mansaray / Staff via Getty Images
Lilly Wachowski, whose impressive list of previous work includes The Matrix, Sense8, and Work in Progress, is creating a new sci-fi thriller short film. While she often works with her sister, this seems to be a solo project, where she will serve as executive producer, and it will be the directorial debut of Geena Rocero, a trans filmmaker who also wrote the film and will star in it. In fact, the entire cast of this short film, called Dolls, will be made up of trans women, including Arewà Basit, Vas Eli Macy Rodman, and Yên Sen. The score was composed by Susie Ibarra.
The short is about a private investigator who is trying to solve the mystery of a missing girl that seems to have some connections to a dating workshop for trans women that could potentially be a cult and is described as “a trans-coded take” on The Stepford Wives.
Wachowski says she’s “so proud to be part of this beautiful, weird, striking debut,” and I for one can’t wait to watch it. (And already know I’m going to want more than its 18-minute runtime.)
The title of the film, of course, references the term “doll” that is sometimes used to describe trans women, which is believed to have originated in the 80s ballroom scene. While the term has been around in the trans community for decades, it has been more front-of-mind lately because of the “Protect the Dolls” shirts by queer fashion designer Conner Ives (the purchase of which raises money for Trans Lifeline) that have been spotted on celebrities like Pedro Pascal as of late.
The short doesn’t have a release date yet, but there have been some sneak peek images shared with Them to tide you over until we get more news about the short.
More Links I’ve Selected Just For You
+ This is me using a review link to tell you to watch The Hunting Wives on Netflix if you, like me, have been waiting for Brittany Snow to play a girl kisser again since John Tucker Must Die (or just generally like parody shows that make Republicans out to be hypocrites, and also murder mysteries)
+ Catch a glimpse of Danielle Brooks’ lesbian character Leota in the Season 2 trailer of Peacemaker that dropped at San Diego Comic Con this weekend
+ Chappell Roan is having a mini pop-up tour this fall and will donate $1 per ticket to trans charities
+ The Mighty Nein, Critical Role’s newest (and gayest) animated series yet is coming to Prime Video in November
+ Reese Witherspoon’s daughter Ava Phillipe (who is queer herself) landed the titular role in queer film Laura Dean Keeps Breaking Up With Me
+ The queer supes of Gen V are coming back for Season 2 on September 17th and the trailer shows some crossover with The Boys
+ Supposedly there’s a Bend It Like Beckham sequel in the early stages of being conceived (make it gay, you cowards!)
+ Juno Temple’s queer character Keeley will return in Season 4 of Ted Lasso
+ Country singer Danae Hays has gone public about her relationship with a new woman after her divorce last year
+ Lena Dunham might be wrong about a lot of things, but she sure is right about this: “Everything is better with queer people in it.”
Booters Is the Dyke Diner of My Dreams
all photos courtesy of Booters’ NYC photographer, M Fortugno (@snapppshots)
I grew up in New Jersey, the diner capital of the country. College was also in New Jersey, because I never went very far. Our nights out were followed by mornings at the sticky tabled diner down the road, where we would drink burnt coffee (unlimited refills) and eat greasy, perfect breakfast foods while recounting the previous night’s mayhem. Diners are an ever-present part of the New Jersey experience. They’ve held me at my worst, seen me at my best. Until Booters, I didn’t know that I could love a diner outside of New Jersey. But Booters has all the makings of a perfect diner and zero Jersey accents to be found. Plus, at Booters, hot butches will squirt whipped cream into your mouth.
Booters is a dyke diner experience that centers butches, studs, bois, mascs, and the people who love them. And yes, it is a play on the Florida-founded American institution Hooters. Two of the members of the all-trans team, Oran Keaveney and Ariane Trueblood, were “butchifying” terms (one of the examples they shared over email was ‘borgy’, a butch orgy!), which eventually led Ariane to Booters: butch Hooters! Normally, Booters events are in London, but I got to catch them during their New York pop-up earlier this year! Oran, Ariane, and the rest of the all-trans team (Paz Bombo, and their NYC co-producer Vic King Smith), put together three events, all at iconic New York queer spots with wildly different vibes.
Cubbyhole was first up for Booters, home of my early twenties mistakes and the cheapest Wednesday margarita deal I know of. Their second was at Gingers, their third at Soft Butch, a trans-owned Bed-Stuy café.
I went to their second event, a tryout party at Gingers, in part because it’s my favorite dyke bar in the city and also because they promised ample whipped cream. The party was a dykey, campy competition, preceded by beer pong in the backyard. I got to Gingers a little early, just to scope out the scene. The backyard was crowded, with more than a handful of carabiner-carrying queers playing pong. When the event started, we all piled into the back room at Gingers, sweaty dykes wall-to-wall, all hoping to catch a glimpse of the chosen Booters candidates.
Contestants were judged on their performance in three rounds: grit, charm, and service. The service round (I love a service top) was the whipped cream round, the semi-finalists squirting whipped cream into as many mouths as they could before a timer went off. I came home sticky (complimentary).
Booters draws and celebrates a diverse crowd, and the contestants they chose for their New York tryouts spanned a wide range of butchness. “The most important thing for us is showing that there’s no one way to be a ‘hot butch,'” Oran shares. “If you dig past mainstream media, butchness has this very rich, diverse, trans-feminist history, including the work of Leslie Feinberg, Amy Fox and Cheryl Dunye.”
“Butch trans women, butch trans men, studs, tomboys and sex workers of all body types make the butch identity what it is, and Booters is all about celebrating this,” Oran adds.
Booters launched less than a year ago, and in the time since, they’ve been asked to pop up at no less than 47 cities! Honestly, this list may have grown since Oran and I last spoke. The team does plan to return to the States for another pop-up at some point. If you live in London, their events happen regularly. In these events, Booters holds firm in their foundational values. Booters is importantly not a “British” pop-up, but rather an intentionally London one.
“London is a lot like New York in that it’s a big melting pot of different cultures and influences,” Oran says. “And Booters reflects this: Our event is very Americana-inspired, hosted by a first-generation Irish immigrant, and the rest of our core team have heritage from outside the UK.”
“Given the history of the British Empire and its current government’s views on issues like trans rights, immigration and Palestine,” they continue, “we aren’t representing ‘British culture’ through this event so much as how the combination of cultures in places like London makes food, fashion, and partying all the richer.”
Sapphic Historical Drama ‘Dope Girls’ Leaves Too Much Uncooked
When it comes to historical dramas on TV, I’m always a fan of shows that resist the temptation to re-tread well worn events and instead try and tease out something more interesting from the edges. So I was pretty excited when new drama Dope Girls aired in the UK earlier this year, drawing from the lesser-known history of female criminal gangs in interwar London (and undoubtedly greenlit owing to the popularity of Peaky Blinders). Plus, it’s set in Soho, literally London’s gay epicentre for over 100 years! Which means the only real crime would be if none of the characters were queer.
Opening in the immediate aftermath of the First World War Armistice, Dope Girls sets itself in a tinderbox of social upheaval: shell-shocked soldiers returning to a country they barely recognise amidst struggles for women’s rights, new immigrant communities and a population ravaged by pandemic and poverty.
It’s this homecoming that sparks protagonist Kate Galloway’s actions, lighting a fuse that burns and pops through the entire first season. A seemingly well-mannered woman working in a village shop, Kate loses her job when the owner returns from war. When her husband commits suicide leaving a string of debt behind him, Kate decides the only option for her and teenage daughter Evie is to steal her ex-employer’s takings and trot off to London to seek out her other (estranged) daughter, nightclub dancer Billie. Before you know it, Kate has violently killed a scion of the local Italian crime family, stolen another giant bag of cash, and decided she will set up her own nightclub to capitalise on Soho’s descent/ascent into debauchery.
Arriving at the same time in the capital is Violet Davies (Eliza Scanlen), down from a vaguely specified Northern environ to pursue the dubious dream of becoming one of Britain’s first female police officers. With her blonde curls, tough stance and burgeoning lesbianism, Violet could almost pass as Betty McRae from Bomb Girls, if someone had ripped out Betty’s wholesome soul and replaced it with a dark and ravenous void.
Why are the police suddenly interested in recruiting women? Because they have decided that nightclubs are the worst! Therefore they need all the help they can get in rooting out all the sleaze and are willing to take on ten “lucky” women that can make it through their rigorous recruitment process involving light stretches and jogging around a room that bears an alarming resemblance to my old school gym. No sooner has she trysted in a back alley with a fellow candidate, than Violet has dobbed her in for immoral activity and snagged the final spot on the roster. Immediately she’s tasked with strip-searching/assaulting a woman hauled in from a nightclub raid — you’ve guessed it: Kate.
Over six episodes, Dope Girls mostly deals with the consequences of its bombastic start and how its protagonists become increasingly tangled in the web of the Salucci family, a generally tiresome bunch of men with issues, with occasional oversight from matriarch Isabella (played by Geraldine James, who a select few may remember from her queer-adjacent star turn in Band of Gold many years back). Eagle-eyed fans of British sapphic TV may also spot Fiona Button (Tess from Lip Service) as the aristocratic wife of the minister tasked with running the police.
Although the show cracks on with the action admirably quickly compared to a lot of period dramas, therein lies the issue that prevents the show from making the most of its enticing milieu: when you’ve already had your lead characters solemnly steal, murder and backstab their way through the first hour, you’re left with a choice to either ramp up the action to untenable levels or else risk something of deflation. For me, it was definitely the latter. There’s still a lot to enjoy about the setting though, from the realistic diversity of Soho in that period, to the post-club scenes in the hazy dawn of smog-filled London, to the covetable Edwardian champagne coupes (that might just be me).
This show doesn’t attempt to make any character likeable, but we never get enough glimpses of the protagonists’ back story to root for them as antiheroes. We know Violet’s sister met a tragic end, which presumably has spurred her into the police. Yet without fleshing that out (or getting deeper into her “invert” leanings), we can admire Eliza Scanlen’s electric performance, but never really get behind Violet. Similarly, there’s teasings about why Kate abandoned Billie in London, leaving you with the sensation there was something foundational that happened to Kate, but we’re left guessing at what. We see Kate and Violet developing as two sides of the same coin: women forced by circumstance and their own spiraling choices to blast a path forward for themselves, making up for their lack of power and leverage through violent determination.
At times, Dope Girls feels like an under-cooked origin story for these characters; here’s hoping for a second season so we can see Violet and Kate develop from enigmas into the compelling kingpins they could be.
Dope Girls is streaming now in the UK on BBC iPlayer, and in the US from July 28 on Hulu.
Where To Donate Money To Help Feed the People of Gaza
feature image photo by OMAR AL-QATTAA / Contributor via Getty Images
The people of Gaza are starving. You’ve probably read those words already somewhere, but they bear repeating until this stops. The people of Gaza are starving. All people: adults, men, women, parents, grandparents, children, babies. Israel, backed by arms and financial support from the U.S., will not let aid into the region. Israel is starving Gaza. Israel has long blockaded the Gaza strip, and the current crisis happening is the natural result of not just the past three years but decades of genocidal Zionist campaigns against the Palestinian people.
Palestinian liberation is inextricably linked with queer liberation. We should never forget that.
U.S. politicians and other people in power want you to feel powerless right now, because indeed, in the face of overwhelming calls to end the siege and let aid into Gaza, these politicians are doing fucking nothing. Israel announced this weekend it would start letting aid in, and while this is obviously a positive development, do not mistake it for a victory or become distracted. It’s too little too late. Announcements of incoming aid are undercut by the fact that Israel keeps killing Palestinians seeking aid. People in Gaza deserve so much more than the meager scraps of aid; they deserve to eat whole meals full of tasty, nutritious food. They deserve dignity, safety, liberation from their oppressors.
Let aid in AND end the genocide.
Do not let these feelings of helplessness give way to inaction. It’s what the Zionists want. There’s little material power we have in this situation right now. Take action and call your representatives. Show up to protests.
But perhaps even more crucially given that politicians are truly NOT LISTENING, if you have any extra funds to give — even if it’s just a few bucks — there are still organizations and mutual aid efforts working on the ground in Gaza to feed the Palestinian people. Finding these efforts is one of the last things Instagram is still useful for.
And if you’re not sure where to start, here are just a few suggestions for places to give your money to. I’m keeping this short so as to make it feel immediately actionable. There are also of course all sorts of smaller, individual- and family-specific mutual aid funds that could use your support, and the best way to find those is to follow Instagram accounts being loud about a free Palestine.
Gaza’s Roots
This grassroots mutual aid initiative runs a critical food program. Find out more about how to donate easily via Venmo, Paypal, and Zelle:
Gaza Soup Kitchen
Gaza Soup Kitchen typically runs 11 kitchens around Gaza, but right now only five are operational and many are operating at only 70% due to the scarcity of food caused by Israel.
HEAL Palestine
HEAL Palestine provides critical care and health services to the people of Gaza, including to Palestinian children, the largest group of amputees in the world.
The Sameer Project
There are several ways to give to the multi-pronged mutual aid efforts organized by The Sameer Project, including by using these QR codes:
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I’ve also been working with this family for a year to raise funds for their food, medicine, and tent maintenance (they’ve been displaced 5 times in the last two years). They have no food or water right now, and most of the funds my collective will be sending them this month will be eaten up by bank commission fees. Anything you can send makes a difference —monthly donations especially encouraged to create a reliable food source! GoFundMe.com/f/nakba-survivor
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Sarah and John go to the park on a sunny day. They like to play with their dog, Max
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Quiz: Which Lesbian Cleaning Tool Are You?
Help! A witch placed a curse on me that forces me to write a sapphic personality quiz that doesn’t really make sense every Sunday! I was just trying to go on my nightly eerie bog walk, and the next thing I knew, a bog hag emerged and declared I must become beholden to the unique powers of the lesbian personality quiz. Does anyone know any tips or tricks for reversing elaborate curses? I’ll take all the advice I can get!
I’m Salazar, that is nice
Margo
You’re a master manipulator!!!! You’re in charge!!! You’re scary!!!! Lesbians are crashing out left and right over you!!!!!!
I don’t think this is a compliment.😅
I’m excited for who I got but I don’t think I ever caught her name in the show. Salazar!
I have never watched this show but I AM absolutely addicted to making horrible decisions, thank you for noticing!!!!!!
I was hoping for Callie, but I got Sophie. I think I can live with that.
Margo…uh oh….