“We deserve to have art that is by us and for us and is us being complicated and depicting all our lives as they are, without simplifying or reassuring.”
We eased into the raging with a potluck of queers.
The largest leather festival in the world brings butts, boobs and spanking to Folsom street in San Francisco.
Outside Lands: It’s chilly, there are trees, there’s great music and delicious food. You should go.
So many parties, so much pride.
The idea of this building housing regular, straight people drinking regular, straight drinks was peculiar to me. So I set off into various archives to learn more, uncovering a total of at least eight proprietors of a tavern at the corner of 19th and Lexington that dates back to 1910. To present my findings, I shall now show you 10 reasons that the building is completely 1000% well-suited to be San Francisco’s most loved dyke bar.
It’s time I invest in a suit that will actually fit me. So it’s a really good thing a company like Kipper Clothiers, who makes custom suits for the LGBT Community, actually exists.
“I keep asking her for more, more, more, until her fist is 98 percent inside of me. I’m not happy with myself for not being able to take the last 2 percent.”
This gay man thinks that watching him ride the train with his daughter will make you more likely to vote for him.
Twenty years ago today, the queers of San Francisco set fires, broke windows and got arrested, and they did it for you.
WELCOME TO SAN FRANCISCO!
“Us” in this instance being graffiti artists, street artists, vandals, thought provokers— who are women, and also queer.”
We hit the pavement in West Hollywood to discover if The New York Times is right about the controversial gentrification of the gayest city in the universe.
The first-ever GLBT History Museum in the US is opening in San Francisco, and it is every kind of perfect. Also, gay divorce allowed in Texas, two lesbian priests married in Massachusetts, Lady Gaga has invented something insane and awesome, Jezebel helps you get drunk-dressed, and MARIO BATALI HORROR MOVIE.
Taylor and Kelsey’s whirlwind tour through Texas, replete with kittens, a delightful sex-worker named Rooster and the ballad of the naked woman with oars (who got away).
In the latest installment of your favorite cross-country road trip journal following people named Kelsey and Taylor, Kelsey and Taylor finally make it to New Orleans. But will they ever leave? Or are they just publishing this from a bungalow deep in the Mississippi delta, weeks later?
In which Rachel discusses why she needs to see HOWL right now. “When I was seventeen I went to San Francisco to read poetry. Or maybe I went because I’d already read poetry.”
“I was watching The L Word first season and thinking about how my heart is dead.”
Kelsey and Taylor fast forward their journey a little, because the first part was boring and full of learning. On the way to New Orleans they learn how to eat, pray, love and remain conscious. Here’s a collection of their pearls of road trip wisdom.
Kelsey and Taylor move to San Francisco Part I. A southern road-warrior excursion with two little dykes in a Mazda and nothin’ but highway ahead of them.