It’s that time of year again, kiddies! Time for the Miami Gay and Lesbian Film Festival. Let the debauchery commence! I’m still riding high from RuPaul’s Drag Race last night (whew…cunti hunti) and in the mood for more super sugary fun. My prayers are answered in the form of a G.B.F. It’s the movie I wanted to see in high school…but hadn’t been made yet. Can you see the shine in my smile? Yes, girl. This my pick!
I am so going with Kristi K. to see Stud Life…but that flick’s gonna be so serious! I want to start this party with something light and airy. Something chiffon covered and tasting of cotton candy…like a Gay Best Friend. I love it! This movie shows Friday at 8pm. Hope to see you there! I’ll be in the house covered in sugar, spice and everything nice coz that’s what little lipstick lesbians are made of.
Fri Apr 26 at 08:00PM
Olympia Theater at the Gusman Center
174 East Flagler Street, Miami, FL 33131
The fight for supremacy between a schools most popular girls takes an unexpected turn when Tanner (Michael J. Willett) becomes its first openly gay student. As they race to bag the big trend in fashion accessories, the Gay Best Friend, Tanner, must choose between skyrocketing popularity and the friends he is leaving behind. Darren Stein (Jawbreaker) returns with another comic send-up of high school clique culture, including memorable cameos by Megan Mullally and Natasha Lyonne.
I have been stalking following the director and this film for many moons! I haven’t had the oppurtunity to see it before so this viewing will indeed be a treat. A group of us are going to make a night of this, so I will definitely include their insights in my review. ~ K
The urban London scene is explored through the eyes of JJ, a hot British stud and her gay best friend, Seb. As JJ falls for a provocative diva her friendship with Seb is challenged. It is a story of friendship, love, betrayal and balance all against the backdrop of the grit of the city.
Still looking for those last minute Valentine’s gifts for the women who love women in your life? Here are some KWord Approved options. And yes the girlfriends of the KWord who were really good probably are getting something on this list.
DISCUSSION: What did you get your partner this Valentine’s Day? What did you get (Well that might have to wait a few days)? Any gift options we missed?
We love women in bowties… the gift for you and her
Nothing says grown woman swag like cufflinks
If you don’t think she will want the bouquet you smell, what about a nibble. From Edible Arrangements
What woman doesn’t like flowers…. I mean really. From 29.99 at Proflowers.com
Her and Her watches… A gift for her AND a gift for you… Win Win
All proceeds from the sale of these t-shirts fund the non-profit Human Rights Campaign, dedicated to fighting for LGBT equality. $17 at HRC.org.
12 months of Jessica Clark… Thank you! Officialjessicaclark.com
Yes there is a solar powered bullet for the tree hugging lezzie in your life. $34 at babeland
As a child I had always heard comments about the illusive brown paper bag test. For those who don’t know the brown paper bag test was the practice of only allowing people with complexions lighter than a paper bag entrance to certain African-American social groups and events. Even though by “my time” it was more a casual reference than an actual practice, it was always something that stuck with me. Well that and the FACT (per my grandma) that coffee made you black. All I knew was light was right, and that I would never drink coffee (that didn’t last).
As a sociology major at the University of Florida (Go Gators!) I read countless essays, and books about the environment we live in. It was there that I first studied in depth the privilege that one group has over another, be it the color of their skin, their gender or the zeros in their bank account.
I started to think more on the luxury of being “light skinned” since I wasn’t and how easy white people had it, because I wasn’t one of those either. Even as an adult, I can very easily spot the privilege of being in Hispanic in Miami. Why? Because I am not Hispanic. Yet when it came to the femme/butch dichotomy, I was oblivious (with a side of disinterested). Why? Because I am on the winning end. It wasn’t until a recent conversation with two of my readers, AJ and BK on another post regarding black lesbians obsessions with labels, that I decided to tackle this head on.
Much in the same vein that Peggy McIntosh confronted white privilege, I will attempt to identify some daily effects of femme privilege in my life. I too, will attempt to choose conditions solely related to me being a femme, withstanding my race or gender in general. I look forward to hearing from you all on things that I should add or subtract.
In most cases my sexuality won’t be in question on first meeting someone, unless I specifically bring it up.
I won’t have to have a plan for the first time someone asks my child why their Mommy looks like a boy.
I will not be barred participation in any of my social/fraternal organization’s
events because I refuse to wear the required dress/skirt ensemble.
I will never be given an evil eye, or worse confronted, when I enter the women’s public restroom.
I will never be called young man or “sir”.
If I don’t desire to be penetrated sexually, it won’t be regarded as me forgetting I’m a woman.
I will never have to explain how I have children.
I can play contact sports, or dress in athletic clothing, without having people attribute these choices to my attempt to emulate men.
If a traffic cop pulls me over, I can be sure I haven’t been singled out because of my sexuality.
I can easily buy posters, postcards, picture books, greeting cards, dolls, toys and children’s magazines featuring women of feminine appearance.
I can be pretty sure of finding people who would be willing to talk with me and advise me about my next steps, professionally.
I can think over many options, social, political, imaginative or professional, without asking whether a person that dresses as I do would be accepted or allowed to do what I want to do.
I can be sure that if I need legal or medical help, my gender identity will not work against me.
I can shop for clothes and shoes without having to go into another gender’s section.
I can wear personal garments that make me feel comfortable without having to alter them or create substitutes.
I can travel alone or with another femme without expecting embarrassment or hostility in those who deal with us.
I will feel welcomed and “normal” in the usual walks of public life, institutional and social.
I will not be expected to financially support my mate because of my appearance.
If I am ever physically attacked, my appearance will never be given as an excuse by my attacker.
I will never be rebuked by a lover for being too feminine.
I haven’t done a “10 Things to Know About” feature in a very long time, mostly because I haven’t had anything new and exciting that has sparked my interest.
Enter Najja Moon of the Andy Moon Collection.
A few weeks back, I was sent a video of The Andy Moon Collection, and although there are no celestial references on the clothing itself, there are plenty ethereal unisex pieces that will have you seeing stars.
I immediately reached out to the owner/designer Najja Moon about the line and her philosophy of fashion. This is what she had to say…
With the Andy Moon Collection I wanted to address what, outside of functionality, it is about clothing that speaks to a more masculine or feminine aesthetic. I wanted to design a collection that was completely void of influences based on preconceived notions about gender. This collection is about a lifestyle. I’m wardrobing professional, creative, ambitious individuals. – Najja Moon
Check out the Q&A after the jump, plus images and a video of the new collection.
Femme. Stud. Goldstar. Lipstick. Chapstick. Boi. Soft Stud. Pillow Queen. Touch Me Not. Baby Dyke. Sike a Dike. AG. Aggressive. Butch. Domme. Agressive Femme. Tomboi. Ultrafemme.
Am I missing some? I know there are some regional labels that only two blocks and a corner bar of lesbians know. My question is why? And moreso why is it that Black lesbians seem to be so much more obsessed than “other folks”.
I have a couple of thoughts/theories that have come to me that I want to share. Feel free to tell me your thoughts and I will feel free to ignore you if you come at me crazy (I’m just being honest, you know some of y’all don’t know how to talk to people).
Alright lovebugs, I was “unable” to do a real review of Sweetheat Miami [read: I had too many libations] so I promised myself that I would stay “able” enough to tell you all the tea this time. Well… it was… cute. Ok now you know I have to tell it how it is, regardless of how much I want to lie… *deep sigh* Continue reading SizzleHer Stripper… uhh Stud Competition→