The Real L Word Dictionary, Part 1
Penultimate “The Dinah” Post: Grace The Spot on the Red Carpet at the Hollywood Party
The Dinah 2010 extra: the earthquake edition
More “The Dinah” 2010 Coverage. Yes, more!
Daytime festivities Day 3 at The Dinah, including the wet t-shirt contest
It is no secret we Graces like our beer, but sometimes it is nice to change it up. Need some ideas for a new drink or shot? Well you have come to the right place. This week it’s all about the shots.
Ummm, I have a slight confession to make. Technically speaking, I’m not ‘officially’ out yet. I mean, everybody with half a brain cell’s gotta know by now (seriously, I could tick off most of the things on our Stuff Lesbians Like list), but I’ve never actually broadcast it to the masses.
What to call our Lesbian Fantasy Island? I’m stuck on the heron rookery. We could go all feminist and call it Her-on Island. Believe it or not, Beaver Island is already taken. As a matter of fact, our new lesbian island is 6 miles north of Beaver Island. Maybe it should be called Upper Beaver Island or Happy Trail Island.
You know what lesbians lack in their lives? No – not that. Pressure. That’s right. We are all just gliding along with no stress at all. We never agonize over decisions, never feel regret. Heck, we don’t think at all! We just float from thing to thing with the ease (and intellect) of Tarzan swinging on his rope swing. Fortunately, other lesbians are willing to help!
This is really in honor of Chu and Yip, as their conversations about their mothers are fantastic. Chu’s recent posts on her facebook were the last straw in my decision to become Asian. I have always dabbled in the Asian through sushi bars, living in Southern California, and using chopsticks. It just isn’t enough anymore. I would like to be Asian, and I present my reasons why.
And our favorite gaysians of “That’s What She Said” are back with Episode 6: Nightmare.
A big thank you to @snoodit for providing the link to this must visit site and some homework for you GTSers. We are going to assemble the biggest baddest superhero army to grace the internet. Who’s with me?
I shop almost exclusively at the ‘mens’ section in stores, but (apparently)looking much like an androgynousteenage boy myself, I manage to get away without people acting like I’m out of place. Dare I go to the changing rooms to try anything on though… One shop assistant actually forcefully barred me from the ladies room once, but I think he was just trying to get me to flash him 
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