Team Autostraddle’s most ambitious selfies, via this month’s Autostraddle Insider.
There’s more than one kind of relationship. We’ve uncovered (some of) them all in our ultimate guide to lesbian dating.
We’ve been nominated for a GLAAD Award for Outstanding Blog! Again! Let’s do a Leslie Knope dance now.
C: Hey Olive! How long were we together and when?
O: [Meows and stretches]
From the Renagayssance to the pool to the staff reading and back, this is what happened on Day 2 and 3 at A-Camp 5.0
I think I knew I was in something that could last when I imagined us being old together, which sounds really cliche but have you ever tried it? Imagine yourself being old with — and therefore having lived a super long time in the same house, and dealing with all the ups and downs of life with — the same person. That person. The one who’s making all the noise in the kitchen while you’re trying to write and always hangs her towel in the place you ask everyone to please not hang their towel. Imagine 40 more years of that, and see what you feel like. I imagined it and I felt like I’d be the luckiest asshole on earth.
The A-Camp 5.0 recamps are here, so now you can relive all the feelings in all their glory. What are you waiting for?
While I’m strongly in favor not being shitty to trans people, not being a jerk does not an ally make. You can’t half-ass your way to allyhood. I don’t have the option to only be trans when it’s convenient and safe, so if you’re really interested in progress for our community, you have to jump in with both feet.
I don’t really like generalizing about queer women — we’re all different, we’re like rainbow snowflakes, some of us have never even seen The L Word. But I will make an exception for this statement: get a bunch of us in a room for long enough and we will start talking about whether two cisgender women will ever be able to produce a biological child together.
Imagine that the person who makes you feel shitty about yourself is very tiny, like a Borrower, and is trapped inside a Mason jar. They’re perfectly safe there and they can breathe just fine, but you can’t hear their voice through the glass and in fact you can barely even make out their face because they’re so small and now you’re putting the entire jar into a filing cabinet drawer out of sight and you never have to think about them again.
This day is a total blank space in my memory but I am 99% sure nothing sexy happened.
Announcing The Ultimate Lesbian Sex Survey (For Women Who Sleep With Women)! We want to know everything about your sex life! Yes, really!