Welcome to No Filter, the most intellectually stimulating and psychologically rewarding column on all of Autostraddle dot com. This week, everybody walked a red carpet and looked glamorous and presumably hobnobbed with one another. You might have heard about it! Otherwise, they’ve been lounging in the park with their gal pals, walking their tiny dogs or wearing cute hats. Let’s hop to it:
Samira, Selenis and Diane are Taylor, Cee and me on the staff bus to A-Camp, apparently.
Oh, just my dream date Carrie Brownstein squiring Miranda July to the Emmys, just a typical day.
All of our favourite lesbians’ weirdo homo soccer league got cute uniforms!
Kate Moennig and Camila Grey didn’t get uniforms because they are injured. Ruby Rose didn’t get one because she’s on tour, slicking her hair back and staring intensely at people.
According to Riese, “I don’t even know if we are ready for what Ellen Page openly having a girlfriend means for us as a society.” She’s right. However, one thing it definitely means is more unsolicited opinions from brandon_jacob_34.
Is it in bad taste for me as a neutral, responsible journalist to comment on how crazy hot Trace Lysette looked at the Emmys, like she does in this picture with Hari Nef? Because if so, I’ll leave it to you. I believe this is what esteemed Dr. Lizz Rubin would refer to as a “smokeshow.”
Fashion week lives.
I’d like to celebrate Brittani Nichols’ excellent post-Emmys look here. She describes it as “lesbian mobster,” only I read it as “lesbian monster” and kept thinking “aw, but she looks nice.”
Why, how’d you celebrate YOUR Emmy night?
Tegan and Sara had a birthday and somebody got them these hats, portraits of the cats and an “IT’S TWINZ” banner. I hope they ate a lot of fried carbs.
Mainly posting this so that we can A) dream of a time when we would have asked the very dreamy young Tatum O’Neal to the A-Camp prom, B) speculate about wtf exactly is going on between her and Rosie and C) admire how adorable people her age are when they try to figure out things like “Throwback Thursday” (a previous post includes the hashtag #tbthursday). You’re so close, kid!
Remember Lindsay Lohan? Well, she got locked in an elevator. Lindsay Lohan is reliving her days in the hit blockbuster smash Just My Luck these days.
Join us next week, when teen gumshoe Encyclopedia Brown investigates just who’s been putting bisexual former child stars in elevators around here.