My Weekend (Lesbian Movie Trailer) Crush

I think I pinpointed what I didn’t like about “Drive-Away Dolls.” It’s Margaret Qualley playing masc. It just didn’t work for me. I didn’t buy it. But Margaret Qualley in a pencil-skirt and click-clacking heels? Honey, yes. The trailer for the second in a planned trilogy of wacky pulp lesbian flicks by unconventionally (read: they both have girlfriends) married filmmakers Tricia Cooke and Ethan Coen released its trailer. “Honey, Don’t” features Margaret as the aforementioned Honey, a private detective investigating mysterious deaths in a religious group run by Chris Evans. Oh, and Aubrey Plaza plays a cop. I think I might have buried the lede a bit here. *clears throat* AUBREY PLAZA PLAYS A COP. Honestly, I don’t know why I even bothered writing the other stuff. Also, here’s a screengrab of her in her uniform. And not in uniform. You’re welcome.

I will obviously be seated for this. Obviously. And thus ends Lesbian Movie Trailer Week. Happy weekend, all,

French Kiss

Well, how can I not talk about the self-proclaimed “Lesbian Pop Romance of the Year!” during Lesbian Movie Trailer Week? I don’t know a bunch about “Queens of Drama,” other than it looks like French Idol, but with lesbians. And, honestly, if they can make a movies based on board games and amusement park rides, they can make a movie about anything. Any of our French Kittens want to weigh in on this one? The drama seems, um, tres grand.

Lesbian Movie Trailer Week: Hot Milk

Lesbian Movie Trailer Week continues with possibly one of the least sexy titles I can think of – “Hot Milk.” Luckily the trailer gives us mystery, melancholy and possible matricide, with no milk in sight. So, there’s that. The new film based on the novel of the same by Deborah Levy follows a young woman (played by “Sex Education’ star Emma Mackey) who brings her disabled mother (played by queer “Killing Eve” star Fiona Shaw) to the Spanish coast for treatment. There it looks like she meets a woman on horseback on the beach which, honestly, seems straight out of a sapphic romance. I’m not as sure about the rest. And, having not read the book, I have no idea how this will all end. But I am definitely intrigued.

Lesbian Movie Trailer Week: Egghead & Twinkie

I remember the joy of finding little lesbian indie movie gems (hey, they weren’t all bad – OK a lot of them were bad) while seated in dark arthouse theaters. Now, sapphic cinematic offerings are just a click away. But the thrill of finding something that speaks to your little gay heart? Well, that’s got to be the same. And something about the coming-of-age cute as “Egghead & Twinkie” speaks to me. It also helps that I am also an Asian “Twinkie.” And gay. The indie about a gay teen girl (Twinkie) and her male bestie (Egghead) looks kind of adorbs. You know, in a Gen Z meets Riot Grrrl kinds of way. Wait, do the kids still say adorbs? Oh cares, adorbs! I have high hopes for this film. Also, kinda neat to have so many movies about queer women to choose from at once this year that I can have a Lesbian Movie Trailer Week in the first place.

Music Monday: Good Apple

Fiona Apple remains one of the most viscerally talented artists out there. Still what I find almost more impressive is how much else she does with her life and talent. She could be spending her days on gala steps, parting in tropical clubs and lounging on billionaire yachts. But, as an activist and truth-teller to her core, she has spent the past two years as a court watcher. Her new song protests the broken and unjust cash bail system. “Pretrail (Let Her Go Home)” sheds light on the thousands and thousands of mothers (particularly Black and other POC mothers) who are locked away because they can’t afford bail, before they’ve ever convicted of one single thing. People shouldn’t lose their freedoms just because they are poor, and the rich shouldn’t be able to buy their freedom just because they’re rich. Not too many superstars put their money AND time AND creative passion into their causes like her. Mad respect. Also, end cash bail. It’s bullshit, much like this world. Happy Monday, kittens.

Vacation Vixen: Jennifer Beals

Fine! Last Met-adjacent post. Jennifer Beals presented her take on dandyism on Instagram recently and there’s a reason we all love Bette Porter even though she’s fairly toxic. And that reason is she looks like Jennifer Beals. (Also, the tie helps).

Vacation Vixen: Kristen Kish

I got back into watching “Top Chef” last season when Kristen Kish took over as host (no shade to Padma, you know I love me some Padma – I just got burned out on the series for a bit). I’m very much enjoying this new season and it’s Canadian locale – even if it feels bittersweet because, zomg do Canadians not like us now. And for good reason (we, the other 75 millions, are really, really sorry about all this). I will say there is one thing Kristen has on Padma – sharp suits and well-tailored traditional menswear. What? It’s Thursday after all.

Vacation Vixen: Sabrina & Jenna

Hey, so I’m visiting one of our great National Parks for a few days before it gets totally ruined by That Orange Turd’s firing of all the rangers. But I of course would never leave you hanging. I thought I was done talking about the Met Gala. But Jenna Ortega and Sabrina Carpenter posted this and, well, it seemed cruel not to share. I know, I know – Sabrina is the straightest of straight. But, damn, if she doesn’t keep proving Jane Wickline’s point. Perhaps they should make out passionately with each other again in a music video – just in case.

The Bride v. Furiosa

Look, I could make a Letterman-style “Uma, Charlize. Charlize, Uma.”-joke here. But that would age us all, and also I’d rather say, holyfuckingshitballs, The Bride fights Furiosa! If you thought I was hyped about “The Old Guard 2” before, goodness I plan to be insufferable until July. I even forgive them for giving Andy that wolf cut. Because the showdown of Charlize Theron v. Uma Thurman is so irresistible. So magnetic. So righteously kickass that I’m not even gonna be mad if they don’t kiss. (But, of course, all things being equal I would rather they did. Ahem.) Also, I think Andy might have her hands full with the return of Quynh. Something tells me her ex might be harboring a grudge, what with being trapped at the bottom of the sea for centuries and all. You know, typical lesbian drama.

Music Monday: Party 4 Us

Look, we all hoped Brat Summer would end another way. (Kamala is still brat, sob.) But the rise of Charli xcx has continued unabated as we approach another summer. And, honestly, I’m so here for it. Sure, the party girl persona is fun and all. But her music is more than something you can dance to. It’s a whole vibe. Also, how wildly charismatic do you have to be to hold an arena stage all on your own with only a microhone? (And, well, sometimes a light-up lasso too -- come on how cool is that stagecraft?) Wild. And you know what, that girl has earned it. She’s been grinding for the past dozen years. The first, and last time before Brat Summer, that she charted a single as a solo artist in the U.S. was in 2015 with “Boom Clap.” But now here she is, selling out arenas. Making inescapable dances, sounds, memes. And just generally vibing like only she can. Truly, it’s a good for her moment. Also, small point of pride that us sapphics were onto “Party 4 U” back in 2023, thanks to its use at the end of “Bottoms.” How you like them apples, straights? Happy Monday, kittens.

My Weekend Crush

The universe can feel so small and so cruel sometimes. Like why would it take someone so vibrant and so sweet and so creative like Jill Sobule. News of her death in a house fire last week at age 66 was a shock to the system. While many people may not have thought of Jill since the mid-90s when her songs were on the radio and in movies. Like, “Clueless” wouldn’t be “Clueless” without “Supermodel.” Still I was lucky enough to have interviewed her, and enjoyed her music, well past her MTV/VH1/charting days. She remained an advocate and an activist through the years. And she will always, always be the singer of the infinitely superior and actually gay “I Kissed a Girl.” May her music and memory live on in the hearts forever. Thanks for all the lovely songs and sentiments. Now rest in power, Jill. Happy weekend, all.

Gender Fuck Thursday: Met with Suits

First things first, the Met Gala is ridiculous. It is the most bready of circuses, feeding us with literally nothing but sparkly celebrity sparkling. But, I can also not resist attractive women in suits. And this year’s theme of dandyism and Black tailoring which brought out SO MANY SUITS. Granted, some outfits were suit adjacent. And there were so many jackets over gowns. Or, um, hotpants. But, still, I love a strong shoulder in a smart lapel. I can’t help it! If we’re gonna eat the rich, they might as well look delicious beforehand. Just saying. Anyway, here are some of the tastiest looks of the gala. Like, Zendaya in that white three-piece? Hot damn. And I do not mean that respectfully. (Sorry, Tom Holland.) Oh and also – yeah, tax the rich.

Janelle Monae

This. Is. Art. Periodt.

Tessa Thompson

This is also art, but possibly by Dr. Seuss.

Doechii

I’ve never been into the little pageboy look, until now.

Whoopi Goldberg

This is perhaps my favorite of her red carpet looks. Maybe even more than her Oscar-winning dress in 1991.

Lupita Nyong'o

Seafoam Mary Poppins is working for me.

Lauryn Hill

This is what people mean when they say “like butter.”

Jonquel Jones

The WNBA finals MVP defied gravity indeed.

Breanna Stewart

Now that’s a good teammate, dressing exactly to theme.

Madonna

Channeling Dietrich is never wrong.

Chappell Roan

Neither is channelling Bowie.

Anna Sawai

I mean, if you’re going to wear the same thing as someone, might as well be Zendaya. Amirite?

Angela Bassett

Just give the Queen her Oscar already.

Are You A Good Witch?

As the new HBO/Max Harry Potter series being aggressively foisted on us chugs along its way, I’d like to remind everyone that its creator is a horrid anti-trans crusader who actively uses her power, influence and vast wealth to make the lives of some of the most vulnerable and marginalized people on earth worse every single day. And while I recognize everyone’s gotta pay the bills (cough, John Lithgow, cough, Janet McTeer), those freshly cast should at the very least all sign onto the letter pledging “solidarity” with the trans, non-binary and intersex communities who have been affected by the recent UK Supreme Court ruling. If the new Snape can do it, every newly minted wizards, witches and muggles alike should do the same – at a bare-ass minimum. Though, truly, I would prefer all actors of integrity seek alternate modes of employment. The stench of that horrid wizard lady cannot be overestimated. She’s a bit like the Elon Musk of children’s entertainment. Instead, aspire to be like the lovely Nicola Coughlan who recently posted saying, “Keep your new Harry Potter lads. Wouldn't touch [the series] with a ten-foot pole.” Atta girl. Once a TV lesbian (oh, Clare from “Derry Girls”), always an honorary lesbian in our hearts. Oh, and fuck JK Rowling.

A True Star

I was just old enough to remember the historic moment that Sally Ride became the first American woman in space. It was the definition of inspirational. And was an in-your-face to the continuously skeptical sexists everywhere who continue to haunt our national discourse. It was also, to put it simply, the opposite of whatever that tone-deaf celebrity tourist trip to space last month was. But being the first anything almost always comes with a price. And for the very private Ride, it was the ability to live openly as a queer woman with her 27-year partner Tam O’Shaughnessy. I even wonder if I had known way back in 1983 that The Sally Ride was also a lesbian, I might have figured it out about myself a little sooner, too. Instead, we all found out with her passing in 2012. But I am pleased that history sometimes allows us to look back to appreciate the whole person after their passing. I am also so pleased that her partner Tam has this moment to be herself as well. So I can’t wait to watch this when it starts streaming during Pride Month. These are the kinds of stars who will always inspire.