My Weekend Crush

Everyone is gayyyyyy. Fine, not everyone, but two-time Olympic gold medalist Jade Carey sure is. The gymnastic champion came out last week by hard launching her relationship with girlfriend Aimee Sinacola on Instagram. Oh, modern love and when to post the Insta official pics. Jade won the all-around gold at the 2020 (well, really 2021) Tokyo Games and team gold at the 2024 Paris Games. The 24-year-old is a student at Oregon State University and her girlfriend is the director of creative content for the University of Oregon's athletics department. So we’re talking intra-state rivals to lovers storyline here? Someone, take notes. I see a bestselling sapphic romance. Naturally, basically all of her “Golden Girls” Paris teammates rushed to congratulate her including Simone Biles and Jordan Chiles and Suni Lee. So I’d say the hard launch was a success (and not just because that Emerald Mine Nazi Baby’s space company wasn’t involved…) Anyway, congratulations to the happy out couple. Good luck picking a Pacific Northwest college team to root for in that household. Happy weekend, all.

Gender Fuck Thursday: Severance Edition

Like, should I be watching “Severence?” I don’t subscribe to Apple TV+, so it’s kinda moot. I vaguely remember the chatter around the first season. But then three freaking years passed. But there has been even more chatter on the just completed second season. And I like seeing Britt Lower and Dichen Lachman (who I’ve appreciated since her “Dollhouse” days). I particularly like seeing them in suits. What? It’s Thursday after all. Right, what was the question? Oh yeah, “Severence?”

Cho on the Beat

I am ashamed to say I did not know Margaret Cho also made music. I mean, obviously I’ve seen her comedy before and sometimes that includes funny songs. But we’re talking full on pop, like music music. Which, good for her. Margaret recently released her third (third! album, “Lucky Gift.” And she has a new video out for the title song and I like it, which shouldn’t be a surprise because I have liked everything the Notorious CHO does, duh. The album also includes a tribute to fellow San Franciscan and comic the late Robin Williams with “Funny Man.” I’m thrilled to see Margaret keep evolving and keep creating. She is one of our best, most inclusive queer icons. And, damn, she looks great. Maybe she is our lucky gift.

A Moveable (Picture) Feast

One of the few things I’m looking forward to the most in 2025 is happening in 24 days. Am I putting a lot of pressure on one movie? Yes, but we’re talking Lily Gladstone and Kelly Marie Tran and Bowen Yang and Joan Chen and Youn Yuh-jung – who has a freaking OSCAR, people. I’m sure Han Gi-chan is cool, too. I just don’t know him yet. But I do know the movie’s many out and proud stars and clear allies like Joan and Yuh-jung. Again, am I putting high expectations on one movie? Yes, but also I’m thrilled to support a movie that had it been a person DOGE and that Orange Turd would have definitely tried to fire.

Music Monday: More Labour

Remember last year when we were all singing British singer-songwriter Paris Paloma’s “Labour” and then a few months later had actual hope we might smash the patriarchy by electing the first female president? Yeah. Well, at least the song still slaps. What can fairly be considered TikTok’s first feminist anthem, “Labour” continues to make us raise our voices, fists and conviction. So please enjoy this stirring rendition with the Resistance Revival Chorus on the late night with Stephen Colbert. And yes, that staging was meant to evoke The Dinner Party by Judy Chicago. Happy Women’s History Month and Monday, kittens.

My Weekend Crush

Well this week got away from me. So I leave you with a quick hit, but a good hit. Here are Kate Winslet and Jodie Foster together (with a bonus Kate scowl photobomb). The actors were out supporting each other, and it seems they have had a mutual admiration society since at least 2010 when they starred in “Carnage” together. I will reserve comment on these prodigiously talented women working with some equally problematic directors over the years. It’s the weekend and you gotta let some of that shit go. How about this, they work together with an entirely unproblematic (preferably female) director instead? Problem solved. Happy weekend, all.

Gender Fuck Thursday: Next Gen Edition

I believe the children are our future. Teach them well and let them lead the way. Show them all the beauty they possess inside. Give them a nice suit and possibly a tie. Let the children's impeccable suit game remind us how we want to be. I feel I’ve been a little bleak this week (I mean, how can I not be), but I am greatly encouraged to see our youth (read: 20something stars) embracing the menswear on the red carpet trend. The whole oversized full suit thing? Yeah, I like it. Life doesn’t have to be so complicated. Sometimes, just put on a suit and look hot. In this intentionally crashed economy? I’ll take whatever free joy I can get. Thanks to our Gen Z stars for making this Thursday just a little bit better, regardless.

Bella Ramsey, 21

Sadly, no suits in the apocalypse. Too bad because they look great.

Jenna Ortega, 22

Bring back zoot suits, period.

Paige Bueckers, 23

Like, her whole GQ photoshoot was straight out of “Bottoms.”

Renee Rapp, 25

Oops, she forgot her jacket. (No lesbian minds.)

Chappell Roan, 27

We already know she gets the job DONE. And bonus points for having millenial superstar Brandi in a suit next to you, too.

Molly Gordon, 29

So, no jacket and too much obvious Annie Hall. But I’ve gotta assume this was a tribute to Diane, not Woody.

Ayo Edebiri, 29

While the neckwear poses some logistic challenges, it still looks fly as hell (cause, it’s a feather…I’ll see myself out…)

Not So Rosie

Last week Rosie O’Donnell posted about her escape from America to Ireland. So now that’s two of our prominent queer celebrities, Rosie and Ellen (so celesbians to be specific), who have fled the country rather than live through Trump 2.0. And, while I 100% get the inclination to get the fuck outta Dodge – like, believe me, it has crossed my mind more than a few times – I also take some issue with our out public figures throwing up their hands and retreating into their privilege.

Because here’s the thing, the rest of us don’t really have that luxury. The rest of us are stuck here. And it is then up to the rest of us to both survive and try to fight for a better future.

I particularly take issue with Rosie saying:

“When you know it is safe for all citizens to have equal rights there in America, that’s when we will consider coming back.”

Uh, so when other people have put in the hard work, rolled up their sleeves, taken to the streets, made sacrifices, risked their safety and put up a real resistance (no, not you establishment Senate Dems – the fuck with voting to pass the GOP spending bill), she is waiting until the dust settles and the fighting is over to come back? Cool.

When those with the most resources and potential power leave instead of joining the fight, it’s discouraging. And while I certainly get it, again – I’ve certainly entertained the idea and done a google search or two – it doesn’t feel great for those of us to have resigned ourselves to the struggle. And, yes, I know that Orange Turd and Rosie have history, and I put nothing past his vengeance campaign. But also nothing changes unless we do something, nothing changes unless we work for it, nothing changes unless we fight for it. Pride has always been a riot, and don’t you fucking forget it.

Become a Killah

I hardly ever watch Saturday Night Live actually live. But I made an exception for a certain host-musical guest combo a couple weekends ago (no, not you Timmy Chalamet…) And, well, the Lady did not disappoint. Plus, posting Next Gen Gaga followed by the Original Mother is giving (wait, is “giving” still something the kids say? They already abolished “slay!”)

Not only did she perform her back to her ra-ra, ah-ah-ah dance days hit “Abracadabra,” she also debuted the live version of “Killah.” Something about her unfettered performance, down to that primal fucking scream, just speaks to me in this moment. Like, it has a real 2018 Juliette Lewis “Can we be saved!?!” vibe to it that I feel deep within my everything. Save us, Lady Gaga! Or at least let us scream along with you. Can you believe it’s only Tuesday and he has only been in office for two damn months? Who has some drumsticks, I need to BEAT SOMETHING.

Music Monday: Keep on Giving

Look, I know this is only the lyrics video to Chappell Roan’s new single “The Giver.” But can we talk for a minute about the meteoric rise of this out and proud pop (and now country…) star? So, yes, an unrestrained malignant narcissist with a rapidly deteriorating brain is dismantling every public good in our nation and trying to erase particularly trans and other gender nonconforming people off the face of the planet. But you can’t put the joyful, inclusive chaos of queer identity back into the closet – try as they might. I particularly love how much Chappell’s label has hyped the new single, placing billboards all over and even in the Midwest Princess’s home state of Missouri. Anyway, the world is on fire and America can’t stop shooting itself in the foot. But at least we’ve got a song on the radio about lesbian topping with a beat that you can dance to. Happy another Monday in America, kittens.

My Weekend California Crush

And now, for your moment of zen. I moved to California more than 25 years ago from the Midwest and never looked back. Yeah, this state is big and complicated and so stupid expensive. But I never want to leave because, well, it’s California. (The greater United States, uh, that’s another matter.) Hearing Amanda Seyfried’s lovely dulcimer version of Joni Mitchell’s “California” makes me fall in love all over again – both with her butterfly-wing vibrato and this equally stupidly gorgeous Golden State. May you find your own California for yourself, wherever you may be. Happy California weekend, all.

Hacks for the Memories

Thank the universe that Deborah and Ava, everyone’s favorite age-gap frienemies, are back for a little well-needed distraction. The power dynamic between the two has never been more, well, dynamic. As Deborah starts her new late-night talk show with Ava as her blackmail-enthusiast head writer, the sparks are gonna spark.

Now, don’t get me wrong. I’m not necessarily an Avorah shipper (that’s the portmanteau for some reason when “DeVa” was right there). I’m not necessarily adverse to it either. I’m kinda lesbian Switzerland about it. So not seeing too much in this trailer for Season 4 isn’t a worry. Ava is dressing gay enough (hello, suits, ties, whatever that brown thrift store pullover dealie was) for me to feel confident that we will be well represented this season. And by “we” I mean klutzy queer women who are bad at hitting on other women, obviously.

Plus, it looks like Deborah goes to what seems to be a gay dance club AND a strip club at some point. I’m all for later-in life experimentation. So, what Deborah/Ava shenanigans are you hoping for this season?

Little Black Dress

Never let it be said that Cate Blanchett doesn’t know what she is doing. Cate Blanchett knows exactly what she is doing. Like, for instance, here she is wearing a vagina for a dress at the “Black Bag” premiere.

Yes, yes, I know technically the dress would be a vulva. But, uh, she’s inside it, soooo. Anyway, it looks like something different from the side. But, don’t worry, you still won’t be disappointed.

p.s. More proof that Cate knows exactly what she is doing, I am 99% sure she followed up that dress by wearing a short that says, “wow what a shit show” this week. Same, Cate, same.

And I Feel Fine

Given our current geopolitical shitstorm (we, non-MAGA America, are really sorry about all this – sincerely), I’m kind of relieved we get to relax and enjoy the end of the world for a change. “The Last of Us” returns after two years away to a very different world, both on screen and in real life. Because I read spoilers about the videogame years ago, I know we are in for an intense and intensely sad season. But because I read those spoilers years ago, I don’t remember any of the specifics. Well, other than I remember Abby’s arms.

I know there has been some rumblings about Kaitlyn Dever not looking the part of Abby. But I know that woman can flat-out act, so I’m not that worried about the size of her biceps. We can’t all be Katy O’Brian.

I’m more pleased they chose Ellie and Dina’s relationship for slavish recreation. I hope Bella Ramsey and Isabela Merced share as much chemistry as they do likeness – and taste in clothes – to their video game counterparts.

Also sneaking a kiss into the trailer? Yeah, they’re trying to make it up to us queer ladies for killing Melanie Lynskey in the first season. (It’s been more than two years, that’s not a spoiler…)

So, who’s ready for a nice, calming apocalypse?

Music Monday: Chappell & Elton Edition

Elton John joins Chappell Roan on stage to perform Pink Pony Club at his AIDS Foundation Oscars After Party
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Let’s start this Monday with a little (or in this case, a lot of) queer joy because fucking hell do we deserve it. A week ago Chappell Roan and Elton John performed together at his famed Oscars afterparty and I would give anything to live in this rainbow-filled bubble of happiness forever. A queer elder icon and future queer icon meeting at the intersection of Gay and Gayer? And how sweet was it of her to run over and grab his fallen pink cowboy hat? Yeah, shit is bad right now. Unvarnished hate is flowing from our federal government. But we will survive this, as we have survived everything else. We have always been here, and we’re not going any-fucking-where. Ever. Except, maybe to the Pink Pony Club for a little fun every now and then. Happy Monday, my beautiful LGBTQ+ kittens.

My Weekend (RIP) Crush

When I posted Dolly and Sabrina’s collab to kickstart the week, I of course had no idea that one of our greatest living legends would suffer such a heavy loss that same day. Dolly Parton’s husband of nearly 60 years, Carl Dean, passed away at age 82 Monday. Famously publicity shy, he had been a constant companion for Dolly for decades – while being nearly invisible to us. But he clearly was everything to her, so I wish Dolly and her family love during this difficult time. May joy and happiness return to your hearts soon, and may his memory remain a blessing for her always. Happy weekend, all.

Gender Fuck Thursday: Red Carpet Edition

Well, here’s a good trend for a change. You know, not like the precipitous decline of our democracy and dismantling of our public services. But, uh, a positive fashion trend counteracts all that, right? Right?!? Anyway, at least we have women in suits. I’ve noticed more female stars opting for suits on the red carpet recently and obviously I am not mad about that. Oversized suits seem to be the specific trend, but I don’t size discriminate. So, please enjoy this stylish selection. Does it make up for the undeniable creep of fascism? Yeah, no. But I’ll take what I can get to spark some joy these days. Keep suiting up, ladies. A grateful nation needs you (well, 75 million of us need you). Nicole Kidman

All these sexy straight roles for Nicole, I say it’s time to mix things up – sapphically speaking. This suit agrees with my casting requests, clearly.

Carrie Coon

Mike White should really fuck us all up and have Carrie’s character and Parker Posey’s character have a wild lesbian affair together on “White Lotus” this season. This tux says it would work.

Halsey

Sure, she looks like she’s running for county comptroller. But you know you’d vote for her based on that suit alone.

Olivia Wilde

Whereas Olivia looks like she’s everyone’s favorite poetry professor at a small liberal arts college.

Cynthia Erivo

I think this is her only suit during this whole Wicked premiere/award season tour. Which, as we can see here, is a shame for us.

Cate Blanchett

Ties are, obviously, optional.

Lisa

Bow ties are also optional (hear that, Brandi?).

Janelle Monae

Shirts are also, obviously, optional.

Keke Palmer

Pants, too!

Kate Winslet

Giving us a choice between black and white suits, really Winslet – you are too kind and I totally understand why you needed all that space on the door.

A Simple (Gay) Favor

Right, so if we’re doing this again, they’re gonna make it gay this time – right? Like really, actually gay – right? Sure, they had that lil sympathy smooch in the first one. But for the sequel, they run off together and live happily ever after – in an extremely gay way. RIGHT?

Yes, I will probably watch “Another Simple Favor” – whether it’s actually gay or not – because Blake Lively in menswear just does it for me. Granted, I don’t know why Anna Kendrick’s character would jet off to Italy to be the maid-of-honor for someone who literally tried to kill her – other than she loves her in a totally gay way. But if they don’t make it gay, I certainly hope they throw us a ton more hot looks (or should I saw lewks) to satiate our needs. But, seriously, make it gay.

p.s. See, remember? GAY.

GGALGG: Oscars Edition

So the thing about this year’s Oscars is they were very, very, veryveryveryvery straight this year. I mean, sure, Ariana Grande opened with “Somewhere Over the Rainbow” from “The Wizard of Oz” and then Cynthia Erivo followed with “Home” from “The Whiz” and they both finished with “Defying Gravity.” Ari even had a freaking ruby slipper attached to her back. Which, I mean, sure – that’s a pretty fucking gay way to start things off. But instead of staying gay, the rest of the show was pure “Kansas Rainbow” (this is a deep “Somebody Somewhere” cut – which if you recognize it let’s be real gay together).

But after that? None of the higher-profile queer nominees won (not Cynthia, not Brandi Carlile and Elton John, not Colman Domingo and definitely not Karla Sofía Gascón). The highlights for LGBTQ+ folks was out costume designer Paul Tazewell taking home the trophy for “Wicked” – making him the first Black man to win – and Queen Latifah singing “Ease On Down The Road” (was “The Whiz” the telecast’s true winner?) with Glad trash bags tied to her shoulders.

And can we talk for a moment about how neither of the two “Emilia Perez” winners mentioning the trans community even once in their acceptance speeches? Hello??? If you’re wondering why this movie wasn’t embraced by the LGBTQ+ community, uh, that’s why. When you use us as a plot device without any real intention of representing the greater community, it shows. That and it was a bad movie, period.

Honestly, there wasn’t much SGALGG to speak of from the red carpet either. Like hardly any fun shots of straight actresses trying to Sabrina Carpenter themselves with other straight actresses, so clearly queer sensibilities had a bad night. Also, can we talk about how 25-year-old Mikey Madison pulling a surprise upset for Best Actress over 62-year-old Demi Moore is the perfect postscript to “The Substance,” because yeah.

Even if the awards were very cis and very straight, I’m here to bring the GGALGG because that’s my whole and entire mission statement. Granted, most of the Queer Lady Rainbow Mafia only showed up for the after parties – which is just another sign of our good taste. Ahem.

Cynthia Erivo & Lena Waithe

Had to find a sneaky picture of Cynthia & Lena at the Oscars because they did not pose on the red carpet together and posted individual shots of themselves at the Oscars on their respective Instas. Which, hey, I get keeping your personal lives private. But it’s the Oscars, ladies. Not even one official shot together at the Gay Superbowl?

Marissa Bode & Lauren Brooks

The “Wicked” star brought her girlfriend with her throughout the movie’s award show run and happily posed together on the red carpet so I’m not saying she wins Girlfriend of the Year but she’s definitely not losing Girlfriend of the Year for lack of effort.

Brandi Carlile & Catherine Shepherd Carlile

I love them, I don’t love their abundance of bows. Like was Brandi’s suit inspired by Minnie Mouse, what is happening? Are bows the new carabiners? Explain, universe. Explain.

Queen Latifah & Eboni Nichols

Did a Catholic middle school dance chaperone get to them and say they needed to leave space for the Holy Ghost or what?

Niecy Nash-Betts & Jackie Betts

Thank Sappho for Niecy and Jackie, a queer couple that always looks great together and will give us the Gay Superbowl photos we deserve.

Oprah & Whoopi Goldberg

Fine, while neither is truly family, I think we can all just agree they look like the most stylish couple at Senior Prom Night at their high-end 55+ community.

Laverne Cox & Hari Nef

More trans representation in one photo than the entire production of “Emilia Perez.” Enough said.

Sarah Paulson & Hannah Einbinder

It’s like spare body parts from The Substance and a fashion-forward Dalek from Doctor Who showed up as each other’s dates.

Chappell Roan & Elton John

We have reached Maximum Gay. Any more Gay and we may risk Nuclear Rainbow Overload.

Melanie Lynskey & Jason Ritter

The only straight couple I will include because after seeing Melanie in this Jessica Rabbit getup, every lesbian has reaffirmed her spot on their “Celebrity I So Would” lists. And Jason is just adorable, even though he will fight every single last one of us for lusting after his wife.

Renee Rapp

Speaking of Jessica Rabbit, I’m glad to see Renee embracing her inner – or should I say outer – Jessica as well.

Clea DuVall

Again, this is exactly how I would show up at award shows were I ever to be invited to award shows – or in this case, award show after parties.

Katy M. O’Brian

I love that these are actually pants. Oh you didn’t notice the pants because of the muscles? Yeah, you’re gay.

Music Monday: Sabrina & Dolly Edition

Speaking of genres I don’t listen to as much, county (particularly contemporary country) sits atop the list. Of course I have my exceptions: Kacey Musgrave, The Chicks, Willie and, of course, Dolly Parton. So when Sabrina Carpenter (a.k.a. The Unfortunately Straightest Pop Girlie Around, Despite Her Best Efforts) rereleased her hit “Please Please Please” minus her ex-Barry Keoghan and with Dolly, well, I was just tickled pink. Or, uh, I think pink. The video is in black and white. But doesn’t it feel pink? I mean, what else would you wear to bury a (soon-to-be) dead ex-boyfriend’s body? Happy Monday, kittens.

p.s. Please please please tell me they also recorded an explicit version with Dolly that keeps in the “motherfucker” because, well, you know why.