If your heart has ever erred towards icy, I invite you to warm it up by witnessing the unbridled, starry-eyed joy of two girls in love who have only ever had one (1) fight and it was about Legos.
Leisha Hailey, I mean… come on with this baby dyke excellence. And much like Hayley Kiyoko I cannot express enough how much “taking a shower and lying on floor” is like… my entire personality.
Who gets to be a femme? How Sony tarnished Jeopardy! and Alex Trebek’s legacy, Josephine Baker be honored with a Panthéon burial, and the many faces of women who identify as witches.
I have to start by getting this out: “Fuck your ex. FUCK THEM.” You are not to blame.
If the first season was a spiral, the second seems to be about the mundanity of doing okay. And like the first season, its humor, its pathos, its power is found in its casual, low-key specificity.
When the sound of a scream leaves my throat, it is a choice. I am never accidentally screaming. I scream in the car and it is on purpose.
Even years after we graduated high school or left our hometown or eschewed processed snack foods, we couldn’t deny the evidence of our former appetites, each of our fingers a flapping red flag.
I’m hungry to throw a dinner party. For now, there’s this. DINNER PARTY—a series of micro essays on food.
Ava and Sara try to figure out what game Bishop’s playing while the Legends prepare for Mick to give birth to baby aliens.
“In Gigi’s head she’s always calculating everything and very aware of everyone’s emotions and very aware of her own emotions and then does the chaotic thing anyways. And that’s how I live my life and I love to see it on TV in someone so hot.”
Gabrielle Union and Billy Porter are teaming up for a new queer teen comedy, Rachel Maddow is basically taking over MSNBC, lots of gay babies being born, and more!
Science fiction taught me that any sufficiently advanced science is indistinguishable from magic. In the kitchen, my girlfriend is a witch.
I attended the Chicago Pride Parade, where safer sex advocates tossed dental dams in shiny squares of plastic from a float. Thrilled, I swept them up, put them in my bag and promptly put them to use.
After Leo’s season of sunshine, courage, and loving boldly, Virgo is here to help us refine and perfect, clarify and crystalize.
These are my real tweets from 2009-2012.
What’s up with OnlyFans and MasterCard, why to turn on your read receipts, how to have boundaries if you’re starting to date again and more.
This week in Episode 203 of The L Word Generation Q, Bette Porter looks at art and yells at Gigi, Dani gets a penthouse, Angie meets her half-sister, Micah gets a new job and Sophie and Finley are faced with the very real possibility that they’ll need to invest in a new kitchen table.
Plus! Things are going really well for Jukebox on Raising Kanan — until they’re not! And Motherland: Fort Salem is prepping for the plague. Relevant!
“I’m sure Jamie Clayton wasn’t actually suggesting that they celebrate by topping each other with a Magic Wand, but…”
How do you make adult friends? The A+ team approaches this question from so many different angles to offer up advice on making adult friends while sober, making adult friends in a new city, making friends when you’re in a long-term relationship, finding potential new friends using Lex, meeting cool people with Instagram, deepening friendships that started through fandom, and more! “…that’s the beauty of the A+ Advice Box — you get a sampling of all our brains and then you get to make your own choices!”