Congratulations New York! You’re now the newest state to celebrate marriage equality. And since studies show lesbians are the bulk of the married gay population, there’s a lot of things you’ll want to know before your big day. I got married in May, so I’m going to share a few of my own personal stories. Keep reading »
I know I’m lucky to have it as easy as I do. I’m a lesbian, which means I don’t have to put up with any crap from men. In fact, I’m exempt from patriarchy, and women are just so easy! I don’t have a care in the world, being gay. I don’t have to worry about getting married or having children – I can just share my closet and my hair products with my girlfriend and live in a state of bliss while vacationing on Olivia Cruise ships.
If only any of it were true. Keep reading »
Reality TV is a tricky medium. It claims to be a realistic portrayal of the people (“characters”) and themes (“storylines”) it pieces together in each episode, but viewers are often left wondering how much of it was all for the cameras. So when a show is supposed to be a “real” portrait of a subset of under-represented people, it can be a little dangerous. And I’m not talking about any Housewives, Kardashians or aspiring pop stars.
Last summer, Showtime premiered the first season of “The Real L Word.” Reviews and ratings were poor, but the president of the network and producers of the show believed they identified a diamond in the rough in one of its “real” lesbians named Whitney. The second season, which premiered last Sunday night, is a radically different show in that Whitney is the only returning cast member, and the rest of the new ones all appear to be just as willing as she is to get naked and intimate on screen. Keep reading »
I don’t hide the fact that the holidays are not my favorite time of year. Christmas does not make me think of tinsel-covered trees and red and green wrapping paper. It makes me think of crowded stores, overpriced gifts and too much family time. Plus, it falls right around the coldest and darkest days of the year. If Jesus was so special, why didn’t he pick a better month for his birthday?
New Year’s is slightly better because it involves lots of alcohol and, the next day, you get to start afresh. Keep reading »
A few weeks ago, I wrote about all the things I love about loving women. A lot of commenters wrote that some of the things I listed can be found in straight relationships, too. This got me to thinking about what—if anything—I miss about being with dudes. Don’t get me wrong, it was a big relief to come out. But I did spent most of high school and even freshman year of college dating guys and sometimes it was really awesome. There are a few things about that time that make me nostalgic. Check out what I miss most, after the jump. Keep reading »
I spend most of Thanksgiving milling around an overheated room holding a glass of wine and making conversation with aunts, great aunts, second cousins, third cousins, fourth cousins twice removed and the great uncle of the neighbor down the street. At this year’s turkey-chomping fiesta, only about one in 10 of the people in the room will be unaware that I’m gay.
Normally, I’m totally down to talk about my sexuality (read: overshare). But I’ve been working 50-hour weeks, freelancing in the evenings and trying to use whatever spare time I have to keep myself in shape. In other words, I really, really need a vacation. And during that vacation, I do not want to broach difficult topics—such as why I’m gay or who I’m seeing. I want to scarf down gravy-smothered turkey, eat mashed potatoes, drink red wine and go to bed early. Keep reading »