The Hand Hold

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Look, maybe I’m still post Olympics afterglow (more on that later in the week). So I am perhaps feeling especially nostalgic. But this little clip of Amy Poehler being Angela Chase and Claire Danes herself being Jordan Catalano spoke directly to the deepest parts of my Gen X heart. I only wish it was set to Buffalo Tom’s “Late at Night,” like the original (though, who knows, maybe it was wherever the clip originated - but this was the only embeddable version I could find). Though, points for finding a somewhat Jordan-y jacket for Claire and grunge stripes for Amy.

Right, where was I? Oh, yeah, time to go down another “My So-Called Life” rabbithole. Too bad Jared Leto turned into such a douche. But, at least for a moment, they had a time.

My Weekend Crush

MUNA is back and as queer as ever. In fact, did they get even gayer in the interim? Brava, you magnificent music makers, you. Also, hello, nonbinary bandmate Naomi McPherson going bare chested and Josette Maskin with the masc haircut and just so many tank tops. Maybe there is a Lesbian Jesus after all and she loves us. Happy Monday, kittens.

My Weekend Crush

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As if there was any other choice than newly engaged Olympic medalists and celesbian supercouple extraordinaire Hilary Knight and Brittany Bowe? As captain, Hilary just led Team USA to its third gold medal at the Winter Olympics, defeating arch rivals Canada (we’re sorta sorry about that, given how our government has been such twats to our Canuck friends – but still) yesterday. Today, Brittany takes to the ice again to race in the 1500m, her final of these Games.

And they aren’t the only Team USA queers to make their mark on these Olympics. From Amber Glenn’s team gold (plus redemptive free skate last night) to Breezy Johnson’s downhill gold and Hilary’s fellow golden out teammates Cayla Barnes and Alex Carpenter, I’m so proud of our out athletes. In fact I’m proud of so many Team USA athletes for speaking out against what this corrupt and cruel administration. But anyway, back to the newly engaged lovebirds. Mavel tov, you magnificent sporty sapphics, you. May your lives together be golden always. Happy weekend, all.

Gender Fuck Thursday: Hot Masc Queer News

On this fine Thursday, I am happy to report that Meryl Streep’s hot masc queer daughter that I first reported on last April remains hot and masc and queer and Meryl Streep’s daughter. So, carry on, Louisa Jacobson. A grateful nation, that could really use the pick me up, thanks you. Very, very happy to be able to keep you abreast of the very latest and clearly most important news. You are welcome.

p.s. Her hands are also hot masc and queer. (As are her friends.) Just being thorough with my reporting.

The Lesbian Jesus Movie: The Trailer

The Lesbian Jesus Movie trailer has arrived! I repeat, the Lesbian Jesus Movie trailer has arrived!! Hayley Kiyoko’s “Girls Like Girls,” the movie based on the novel based on the song that she all wrote, has dropped. The coming-of-age story will come out in theaters June 19. You know, Pride Month, nice. It is of course based on the song that came out in the summer of Our Lesbian Jesus more than a decade ago – before we all entered The Bad Place. Sigh. Also, yes, that is Zach Braff as The Dad. Talk about some manic pixie dreamgirl nostalgia or what. Yeah, also that movie came out more than 20 years ago. OK, I’ll stop talking now. Enjoy the Lesbian Jesus Movie trailer, even if time is after us all.

This One Time at Lesbian Camp

Ahhhhhhhhhhh!!! Gillian Anderson and Hannah Einbinder in the same frame for “Teenage Sex and Death at Camp Miasma!!!” As I was saying, ahhhhhhhhhh!!! Also, there’s a teaser of some sort, and some creepy posts on the movie’s new social feeds. But I would expect nothing less from the queer, trans, nonbinary creator behind “I Saw the TV Glow.” I simply cannot wait for Jane Schoenbrun’s slasher, and I kind of hate slasher movies. But with Gillian and Hannah? Bring on the “Little Death,” ahem.

Also, this film description which says it will also continue Jane’s “body of work shaped by themes of trans identity and queer horror?” Slash me, baby, one more time.

“After years of slapdash sequels and waning fandom, the Camp Miasma slasher franchise is handed over to an enthusiastic young director for resurrection. But when she visits the original movie’s star, a now-reclusive actress shrouded in mystery, the two women fall into a blood-soaked world of desire, fear, and delirium.”

Also, no, I have no idea what’s happening here either. But it’s creepy! And, I’m assuming, gay.

Music Monday: When Brandi Met Leisha

I never went to the Dinah, and never really wanted to, but I kinda do wanna go to Girls Just Wanna Weekend. Brandi Carlile’s annual sapphic music bacchanalia along the Mexican coast has only become bigger and cooler and gayer. OK, it’s always been pretty gay. But dueting with Leisha Hailey? And I guess The Chart really was right, because did you hear that Rose Garcia (of “The Real L Word” fame, lord, remember that show?) and her business partner purchased it from the original lesbian spring break’s founder Mariah Hanson (who has announced that 2025 would be the Palm Spring event’s last)? Anyway, where was I? Oh righ, it is always fun to remember that before Alice, there were The Murmurs. See, all roads lead to lesbianism. Happy Monday, kittens.

My Weekend Crush

@amberglenniceskater Reminder during this Olympics that athletes come in all shapes & sizes #strongisbeautiful #olympics #TeamUSA ♬ original sound - Tbow

Whew. Olympic gold medalist and out queer figure skater Amber Glenn is…fit. She is very fit. She’s also very rad. She is among the slew of Team USA athletes who has spoken out against the Trump administration (only to face the wrath of the MAGA hate mob and the Orange Turd himself – because of course). I’m really so proud of all these athletes for showing the world that decent and compassionate U.S. citizens still exist. While I’ve been too busy to write about these Winter Olympics, I have taken every free moment to catch what I can. The 26 year old, who came out as pansexual in 2019, will return to Olympic ice on Tuesday. But before then she posted herself in this tank top. And, well, I simply could not wait until Tuesday. I think you can understand my reasoning perhaps. Also, please accept this early submission as my apology for going AWOL again this week. My work thing is now successfully over and I can return my attention to Ye Olde Blogge again. Anyway, please enjoy the abs. *swallows tongue* Happy weekend, all.

p.s. Did you know she is also a huge Magic: The Gathering fan? A queer jacked nerd with guns and a six-packs who prioritizes her mental health? *reswallows tongue*

Be(She)Deviled

Um, hello, I know there’s nothing explicitly sapphic about “The Devil Wears Prada 2.” But there’s Meryl Streep, Anne Hathaway and Emily Blunt looking better than ever. So of course it appeals to my extremely gay sensibilities. Duh, I have eyes. Releasing this and “Mother Mary” back-to-back may almost be too much for my wlw heart to take. Almost.

Music Monday: Super Sapphic

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I’m alive! Sorry, I’ve had an extremely (like crazy stupid) busy February for work. But I did make time to watch the Super Bowl, you know, to fill my once-a-year quota for straight male sportsball viewing. (Don’t worry, I’ve of course also been watching the Winter Olympics and will have some very queer thoughts about that this week.) Anyway, what I wanted to say about the Big Game – other than how much I’m looking forward to watching MAGA’s heads explode about Bad Bunny’s exquisite showcase of Latino Excellence during the halftime show – is how great it was to see Brandi Carlile sing “America the Beautiful.” Like, an out queer female icon (and wearing a suit and tie no less) invited to the biggest celebration of traditional heteronormative values. You just love to see it. Happy Monday, kittens. (Also, please say a prayer or whatever you do to ask the universe to be gentle for me, my crazy busy work February culminates later this week.)

In the Closet with Jodie

Yeah, I am gonna post about Jodie Foster again because before her recent on-screen renaissance us fans had to endure a very long, very dry, very private patch. But she is The O.G., after all. Obviously I love Jodie’s Criterion Closet segment. And her picking Céline Sciamma’s magnificently queer “Portrait of a Lady on Fire” as her first pick? Of course. I mean, it’s French, it’s gay, it’s amazing. So of course Jodie loves it, of course. I also love that her first few picks are all female directors, much like in her real life with women at the helm of all of her projects since 2023’s “Nyad.” So yeah, I’d trust this woman with my fancy Blockbuster picks any day of the week. Also, please clap for me not making any Jodie in the closet jokes for the duration of this post (headlines don't count).

Are You Ready for Some Quefs-Ball!

Forget football, I want more Quefs! Yes, yes, I know the Big Game is this weekend. And yes, I will at very least be watching Bad Bunny’s halftime show (because he makes all the stupidest/most hateful people so angry, but also come on, who can resist his certified bangers). But what I really, really want is to see “Quefs.” My kingdom for a steamy new lesbian culinary drama. And of course I would also devour its accompanying after-show,”Talkin’ Quefs” co-hosted by Renee Rapp. I’ve never been so enamoured by the lower third of my screen! Bring on the Quefs! We deserve Quefs! QUEFS!

Music Monday: The B&L Word

When I started to see clips of Leisha Hailey on stage with Brandi Carlile at the latter’s sapphic music lovers festival Girls Just Wanna Weekend, I thought maybe I was having strange lesbian feverdreams. But sometimes real life really is like queer Mad Libs. The singing Grammy gay icon with the used-to-sing/TV star/sang-again gay icon singing Radiohead’s “Fake Plastic Trees” together. While I never made it to the Dinah, I think one of these days I may just have to make one of Brandi’s weekends. I mean, just think of the iconic lesbionic onstage combinations to come. The mind boggles. Happy Monday, kittens.

My Weekend Crush

Don’t worry, and thank heavens, this isn’t an in memoriam post. Instead it’s to commendation of sorts, to honor the courage it took for Natasha Lyonne to go public with her relapse. After a decade of sobriety, the actress took to Twitter (no, I’ll never call it that other thing) to talk about recovery as a “lifelong process.”

I’ve been a fan of Natasha’s for what seems like a lifetime. Even before “But I’m a Cheerleader,” I took notice of her in 1998’s “Slums of Beverly Hills,” her indie breakout role. And I’ve followed her along the way (Heck, I even remember her in that one “Blade” film”) and delighted at her TV renaissance with "Orange Is the New Black” to “Russian Doll” and “Poker Face.” Yes, we all kow she is the most gay not gay actress. But, I have accepted her heterosexuality, not that there’s anything wrong with that.

I think, during these very troubling, very enraging, very frightening times, we should all give ourselves grace. We may mess up. We may fall short of our own expectations. Be honest, but be gentle with yourself. So many of us are struggling in ways large and small, and too often unbearable ways. May Natasha find help and the right path back. We’re all rooting for ya, kid. Happy weekend, all.