On this very special Sunday Funday, DC gets aware, Charlottesville gets proud, Brandi Carlile gets married, and the Midwest gets gay. Also, we made you a video — you’re welcome.

“What you may not have heard is that in this tiny little city of about 270,000, there are by my count, 70,000 lesbians. At least.”

“If you’re reading this and are currently in love with a tiny place that hasn’t loved you back yet, I want you to know that this is okay.”

“As a regular recipient of Gmail and Facebook ads for dog food and gay cruises, I’m well aware that companies are trying to make money off my personal information. While it’s a little creepy but expected that Target will try to use my private information to market to me, I hold the Canadian government to much higher standards.”

The good news is that tomorrow is a new day, and that maybe one day we’ll finally have marriage equality.

In which we follow six fresh-faced freshmen through their very first year of higher education.

Meet the freshest little faces of Autostraddle: it’s our Intern Army redux!

To get the look, you need to know about sizing and fit. We’re talking buttons, lapels, jacket lengths and trouser drops! Sounds dirty but it isn’t.

Seriously, why are we not voting for this woman yet?

Get out your dream journal!

The lesbianagettes are feathering their nests for winter with friends, activities and lady loves.

And you thought November was nothing but cold and rain? Meet Alana and Julie!

“There is no better feeling than knowing you can’t do something, just knowing it to the core, and then surprising yourself because you can.”

“I want there to be more books like The Education of Queenie McBride, and I want there to be more teens able to access them.”

But is this really all that big of a shift?

Topics include surfing, Kraft Dinner, the inherent danger of existing while female, The Babysitters Club, the flood in Pratsville, hardcore and so much more!

“I called it sexual assault at first. Sexual assault seemed less damning, less permanent.”

My grandma shoved 30 dollars in my hand once and told me, “Always tell the truth about who you are and know we’ll love you anyway.”

Songs for breaking away from your family, finding your independence, and heading off to a new and better life.

Remember what it felt like to finally stop wishing you were straight? Well, we’re in the same boat. Only this time it’s not us we’re talking about, it’s our hair.