Rihanna and 17 Trans* Models Are On My (Superbowl) Sunday Funday Fantasy Football Team
And none for you, GOP.
And none for you, GOP.
Brittney Griner could receive the honor of her lifetime, a rainbow army is going to Russia, and Virginia Woolf got born a long long time ago.
The White House is taking to social media (Facebook, Twitter, Tumblr, Instagram and Google+ hangout) so Americans can ask questions to dozens of White House officials.
From Russia, with love.
From Russia to Pennsylvania, we’re all just trying to spoon.
Take a deep breath and get real high.
Bow down, bitches.
Marsha Hunt writes your wedding song, Lily Tomlin ties the knot, a 12-year-old boy stands up for his gay moms, and a bunch of cats survive the best years of your life.
A historic lesbian union, a failed hunger strike, queer ladies in the lap of luxury, and the ultimate “fuck you” to Linda Harvey’s anti-gay bullshit.
The good news is, we’ve got lots of good news to work as we finish our last Christmas cookies.
The more we talk about things, the better they get. 2013 was proof.
Live from Russia, Utah, Alabama, and Ireland, it’s Saturday Night! Or at least it’s the day where we talk about Saturday night.
Romi Klinger’s getting divorced, Dot-Marie got married, trans* voices are getting published, and we’re celebrating the holidays in a special space where it’s just you, Ari Fitz, and the rest of the Internet.
Penguin love in the age of Mary Lambert, all coming to you live from the Lego-sized set of The Golden Girls.
When you’re gettin’ married / To another chick / Who you gonna call?
Let’s dig into the good gay news dispatches from around the world and never look back.
In turn, the “matriarch of the gay-rights movement” released a statement recognizing the gay community. Recognition all around!
Let’s put the LGBT in D and go strolling through the snow.
“We demand that Wesleyan University stop segregating bathrooms along gender lines and provide all-gender bathrooms in all buildings in the University.”
From prom to the Mormon Church, folks got a lotta ‘splainin to do.