A Bridger-ton-of-Lesbians

So, guess I’m going to have to start watching “Bridgerton” again. I don’t know how many of you have kept up with this alternative history early 19th Century romance series. I admittedly haven’t watched regularly since the first season. And, I liked it well enough. But I’m just not really a period piece person – at least not with TV shows. Also, even though it was wonderfully diverse and has queer actors in the cast, its characters have been overwhelmingly, you know, heterosexual. This last season I did hear flutters about flirtations between Francesca Bridgerton and Michaela Stirling. But, hello, they made them the whole next season. Yes, Virginia, you can have your very own sapphic Regency romance! I don’t know anything about Francesca and Michaela except they are played by Hannah Dodd and Masali Baduza and their shipper name, duh (Franchael, by the way). But I am kinda excited to catch up and get to know them. All I know is there better be a lot more than back of hands touching. Bring on the double bodice ripping! Luckily, and also unluckily, we’ll probably have two years to get up to speed as the new season has just started filming and the show has averaged two years between season so far. Sheesh, making us wlws wait for it, aren’t they?

Tank Top Tuesday: Strange Days Indeed

Well, shit, another week nearly got away from me. But I caught it! I’m sure you won’t mind this singular tank top apology. Classic Angela Bassett from her “Strange Days” days? Yes, ma’am. (And, no, we are not going to talk about how that movie came out 31 years ago. No, ma’am.) Tuesdays, amirite?

Music Monday: Pretty Pink

So earlier this month Pink guest-hosted Kelly Clarkson’s show, and of course continued her grand tradition of killing it on covers. You all know “Time After Time” is one of my all-time favorites. So naturally how could I resist. Happy Monday, kittens.

My Weekend Crush

Fine, last one. Oh Sarah. Oh Holland. Look at those two love birds. And the casual legs up on the table. Now that’s how you sapphic at the Vanity Fair Oscars party. Smooch on, ladies. Smooch on. Happy weekend, all.

GGALGG: Oscars Edition 2

Well, the weeks keep getting away from me. But I wanted to atone for missing a few sapphics at the Oscars and Oscars parties. (Thought, again, I’m not sure we saw an identifiable lesbian besides Jane Lynch during the show, which — boooo.) But here we have two more wlw couples and one single beaver. What? She played a beaver in “Zootopia 2.” Get your head out of the gutter.

Brittany Howard & Park Kyung-lim

Brittany and Misty Copeland joining the ensemble for the stunning “I Lied to You” sequence from “Sinners” remains a true highlight of the night. Also, fuck you lil Timmy. (Again, can I mention how much I hated “Marty Supreme”?

Queen Latifah & Eboni Nichols

They look radiant. One day, I sure hope they kiss on the red carpet.

Fortune Feimster

Now that’s what I call Handsome.

Oscar GGALGG(BBTWTTO)

So, let’s just be honest, those Oscars were pretty straight. Not that there’s anything wrong with that. Kinda. But I’m pretty sure the live telecast featured zero – at least by my count – live lesbians. Yeah, sure, they featured Jane Lynch in a pre-recorded joke ad for the future YouTube Academy Awards (which is a real thing, by the way, hello 2029). And, OK, fine – Barbra Streisand showed up and sang. So there’s that. But I don’t think the camera ever panned to Oscar-nominated Tig Notaro once (admittedly, I could have missed a split-second shot, but I don’t think I did.) So I will rectify that by featuring the sapphics of the red carpet. So welcome to Gay Gals Acting Like Gay Gals By Bringing Their Wives to the Oscars (GGALGGBBTWTTO, duh)

Tig Notaro & Stephanie Allynne

So they didn’t take home the best doc Oscar for “Come See Me In the Good Light,” but what lesbian couple wants a shiny naked man in their bedroom anyway?

Brandi Carlile & Catherine Carlile

Brandi’s suit is very Captain von Trapp and I’m into it.

Abby Wambach & Glennon Doyle

I wish Abby had a tie, but bonus points for the pins. (And, of course, the bag.)

Robby Hoffman & Gabby Windey

Girls really do just love funny little guys*. (*As a Gen Xer, I reserve the right to use guys in a non-gendered way courtesy “The Electric Company” forever)

Sarah Paulson & Holland Taylor

Fine, they aren’t married that we know about. Which, come on Sarah, put a ring on that.

Auli'i Cravalho

Fine, I had to give you at least one single lady. Not that there aren’t legions of age-appropriate wlws clamouring to wife her up.

p.s. I was rooting for “Sinners,” and all I can say about “One Battle After Another” having a big night is that I’m very happy for Maya Rudloph. Oh, and I’m happy Sean Penn didn’t want to attend.

p.p.s. I thought the show was overall pretty good, Conan landed some magnificent hits, and Amy Madigan and Ed Harris are a reminder that straights can have good marriages too.

Music Monday: Owned By Anne

Wait, I’m realizing some of you may not have seen Anne Hathaway totally own Kelly Clarkson at her own game – and with her own song. What a delight from a simpler time (2022) back when movies about scamming billionaires seemed more quaint than the metaphorical locusts of our christofascist capitalist hellscape endtimes. But, yeah, this was cute. Ah, simpler times. Happy Monday, kittens.

My Weekend Movie Trailer Crush

Wow, the more I see of “Montreal, Ma Belle” the more I want to see itt, so I think that’s a pretty good sign. The drama features Joan Chen playing “a Chinese Canadian immigrant wife and mother living in Montreal, Quebec, who embarks on a journey of self-discovery when she meets and falls in love with Camille (Charlotte Aubin), a free-spirited younger woman.” And because the teaser trailer didn’t have any dialogue, I didn’t fully realize that the whole movie was in French. Yes, The Joan Chen speaking French. I mean, oui oui. I have always loved Joan Chen, from “Twin Peaks” to “Wild Side” and “Saving Face” to “The Wedding Banquet.” But we really feast when she once again gets to play gay (which, by my count, was last more than 20 years ago). Encore! Encore! Happy weekend, all.

Burial Beats

Fine, I kind of dig this song. Like, could Anne Hathaway's single "Burial" from her new film “Mother Mary” be a banger? You know, the movie where she plays a pop diva reuniting with her former fashion designer lover played by Michaela Coel. I appreciate the ethereal Lady Gaga schtick her character has got going on. Though, could we expect less from the Ultimate Theater Kid Anne “Les Miserables, Wrecking Ball and beating Kelly Clarkson at Kellyoke with her own song” Hathaway? No, you could not. Truly, the only thing I wish is that all these teaser and trailers showed Anne and Michaela being more gay together. More! Gay! Together! Now that, that’s truly, that’s my favorite song.

Lesbian Rocky

Did you know Wanda Sykes is in a sports drama as a butch queer former boxing champ and recovering alcoholic? Yeah, neither did I. But there she is, in her first big dramatic role, wearing sleeveless muscle shirts and giving her estranged son the full Rocky treatment. Apparently Wanda’s character also gets to romance a hot tattoo artist. All that, plus she’s already way hotter than Cus D'Amato. Get it, Wanda. Cue “Lesbian Eye of the Tiger!”

Tank Top Mea Culpa

Whoops, this Tuesday got away from me. Here is Katy O’Brian in yet another tank top. All forgiven?

Music Monday: The Story

Since I’m humming Brandi Carlile tunes anyway today, and I went down a lesbians on TV rabbit hole thanks to Willow and Tara, how about the perfect musical combo this Monday. Remember when Arizona proposed to Callie on the way to a weekend getaway and then they were in a terrible car crash which left Callie in a coma which she sang herself out of through the healing power of the lesbian singer-songwriter’s power ballad? And it was an entire musical episode? Yeah, that aired 15 years ago this month. Happy Monday, all.

My Weekend Crush

Can you believe it’s been 25 years since Willow and Tara first kissed on screen. Do you remember the episode? A week ago marks the anniversary of the release of arguably the best “Buffy the Vampire Slayer” episode ever, “The Body.” Yes, our two favorite witches finally kissed in the same episode where Buffy’s mom died, which aired Feb. 27, 2001. I know, my knees crack just thinking about how long ago that was.

But, as a dedicated fan (stan before stanning was a thing), I remember so clearly how momentous that moment felt. This was three years before “The L Word” premiered. Eight years before “Glee” was a gay twinkle in anyone’s eyes. And 14 years before same-sex marriage became legal in America. Before Callie and Arizona, before Bo and Lauren, before the entire casts of “Pretty Little Liars,” and “Orange Is the New Black” and “Wynonna Earp.”

Before all of that, there was Willow and Tara. Sure, Joss may have been revealed to be just another disappointing man. But the story of Willow and Tara, it will always matter regardless of him. It matters because of us. And if there are any of my OG Kitten Boarders out there, stay strong like an amazon. Happy 25 years to us. Happy weekend, all.

Jean v. Gillian

As if we needed more reason to be excited about “Teenage Sex and Death at Camp Miasma!,” but it has ignited a probably parasocial, definitely enjoyable heated rivalry between Gillian Anderson and Jean Smart for Hannah Einbinder’s affections. Like, when Hannah posted a picture of Jean in a jaunty beret with a sexy martini, Gillian had to respond with her own French twist - yes, towel beret and grape olive and all. Seriously, please, more of this. We need it. The world needs this. I did not have Gillian Anderson and Jean Smart battle to be drawn like one of Hannah Einbinder’s French girls on my 2026 bingo card, but I will most definitely take it. Gillian, Gillian, I was unfamiliar with your towel game.