“Wait, Lady Gaga’s husband isn’t gay?”
Spoilers for both gay films I watched this weekend: Endgame and the independent period drama Tell It To The Bees
If I had to attend the Oscars, I would get my outfit at REI.
One lesbian versus 96,000 square feet of Christmas and capitalism – thank goodness we wear comfortable shoes
“It’d be really hard to be the Queen and be from the Midwest.”
Stella wrote “Cheech!” and we hoped for the best.
Few things make me happier to be gay than watching straight people on reality wedding shows.
The only straight thing about me is my bingo card.
Nothing forges the fires of intense man-on-man bonding like unrepentant capitalism.
Were they all gay peacock couples? Did they adopt eggs or use a surrogate?