What I’m trying to say is: Forever is like if Portlandia had a baby with San Junipero and it grew up watching only Spike Jonze and Richard Linklater films.

It’s not the Gay Emmys, but it’s the next best thing!

“It took me 14 years to recognize with certainty that I was a dyke. I wish I could say it was about the intellectual complexities of sexuality and gender, or that I was afraid of being different. Those were factors, but not nearly as pressing as this: I thought dykes had bad style.”

This week, the Sun published a fascinating letter in their Dear Deidre advice column, in which a (presumably straight?) (presumably real???) married woman describes falling in love with another young mother at her child’s school and wonders if their tawdry extramarital affair is built to last.

“A lot of what I’m trying to evoke can be represented in the hosts of The Weakest Link around the world. Powerful take-no-shit femmes in suits, oh my.”

February 7th was our 14th dating anniversary and our 8th marriage anniversary. The truth is, I didn’t see myself married, in a house we own, with a child I carried, in a place in my life where I don’t want to move away or run off to the next tempting thing. I never thought I’d want stability, but here we are.

A night to level the scales.

I looked less and less like my mother— the image of womanhood I grew up with — and I was scared. Was she disappointed that I wasn’t like her? Did my femininity disappoint her? At the same time, I worried about being too masculine: people would know I wasn’t straight. I was angry: my mother taught me to be proud of who I was, but what if who I was becoming wasn’t good enough?

What if “Coming To America” starred Lena Waithe instead of Eddie Murphy? What if Sanaa Lathan and Gabrielle Union made out with each other at the end of “Love & Basketball”? What if black lesbians finally got to get the girl on the big screen? I’m buying the popcorn. You coming with?

“Maybe I could teach you how to do that and you could teach me a couple of things I’ve been wonderin’,” I told her. She shook my hand. It was a deal.

You can know your beloved Doctor is going to be a woman, and then you can witness her being a woman. It’s two different things.

“I’d actually never even seen a woman in a blazer before. Like a men’s cut blazer. It really was like Fun Home. Inside I really did feel like I KNOW YOU!”

“Little A+ box, I just wanted you to know that today I did my part in helping to burn the patriarchy to the ground.”

DO NOT use genitalia as a champagne flute.

“If Rachel Maddow ever hits Dinah Shore karaoke party in a three-quarter-length leather coat and leather pants, it will look like every performance on this live album.”

Lesbian mumblecore is practically its own genre at this point, but there’s something extra sweet and authentic about this movie.

Midwestern lesbian fashion — flannel, Birkenstocks, baseball caps — is ignored at best and looked down upon at worst compared to urban, Shane-esque queer style. What happens when it’s given museum exhibit status?

It is hard to feel so far from the people you care about. This shit is not easy. But! We choose these relationships anyway, for our varied reasons, and gosh darnit we are gonna have some sexy fun while we’re here!

Anna Kendrick gave Pride Source a VERY gay interview.

These are the television shows of 2018 that stand out for their artistry and innovation AND also feature lesbian, bisexual, queer or trans women characters.