Sometimes you just have to let out your inner Connecticut divorcée on a beach.
In the pool hall, my sweetheart and a close friend tease me one night: “unimpressive,” “pure luck,” “you aren’t that good.” They were trying to get my ire up so that an hour later when I told them to stare into each other’s eyes as I fucked my sweetheart’s body, I would mean it with a snarky competitive vengeance, I would mean it with power and control, I would be pushed to take what I want.
For centuries, the art of brewing beer belonged to women alone. This is the story of how the church pushed them out the industry they founded and sent them riding piggy-back on demons into the flames of an eternal abyss.
“I want to cry but I work in events, and I can’t go home until 8pm. Instead I spend the afternoon wondering how much it would hurt if I bit off my finger.”
“No one knows, including me, that my overindulgence and competitive drinking is an attempt to assert the only masculinity I know. Toxic.”
“I derailed Bible study tonight and Pastor Daniel ended up delivering a lecture about the danger of Britney Spears; specifically, Crossroads. He said she’s scandalous.”
“I still learned how to make bad things last, make my words sweet when my heart was sour, make anything a weapon, even food.”
It’s summer! The time for smooching and ice cream cones and new t-shirts!
“I like to think I’ve put my talking-back skills to great use as an adult who enjoys proving points and getting the last word and being right.”
“I craved that isolation, that feeling of utter aching loneliness that I found inside houses where I did not belong.”
“We took off on our bikes with the intention of shoplifting all the proper ingredients to make homely ham sandwiches.”
“Zoey and I tried to feed our cravings for simple American cuisine, but despite our clever substitutions and meticulous adjustments and innovative ingredients from the bazaar, nothing tasted quite right. Not bad, just not what we’d been looking for.”
“Your truth is always your truth, whether said or silent. It just might not be the idea of your truth that somebody else has in their mind.”
“These drawings were done during the two year period that my wife, Sarah, and I were trying to get pregnant. So much has changed in my life since then. These doodles sat, almost forgotten, for almost a decade.”
If you’re into savory variations on sweet classics and your brownie lineup could use an update, make these as soon as you can. This deeply chocolate orange-kissed tahini-swirled goodness is just what your tastebuds need.
This is a collection of some of the cutest, trendiest swimsuits available this season in multiple style categories and cut options in each to cater to different body types. I’ll also be showing off some of my favorite suits!
Transformative. Powerful. Restorative. Life-changing. These are some of the words A-Campers used to describe the Body Posi Plus Size Party we hosted with ModCloth and Mary Lambert at A-Camp X.
Trans Day of Action took place on Friday in New York, inviting trans, gender non-conforming people and allies to mobilize and demand “access to both public and private spaces without fear of harassment or brutality.” It was hosted by the Audre Lorde Project and set off from from the Christopher Street Bridge, a historic safe haven for marginalized members of the LGBT community.
Lying in bed, she asked why I thought she’d be into women, and I tried to explain that Indian norms are full of moments Americans consider to be flirting. “Holding hands doesn’t mean anything,” she said. “It must be so sad to not touch your friends.”
Inside The Black Triangle is a photo series intending to highlight the struggles, joy, heartbreak, confusion, and diverse experiences of queer women living in a heteronormative world, and the artist behind the project is hosting an Autostraddle Meet-Up at Denver Pride this weekend!