Hi friends! Did you have a happy Halloween? The tiniest ever trick-or-treaters came to my door — a two year-old zombie who wasn’t even steady on her feet yet said “fank oo!” when I dropped candy into her bucket — and it was so cute and perfect I died. Now I’m a ghost, which is very on trend this Halloween, so that’s just fine.
This week, Reneice made roasted pear butter in Femme Brûlée, and it sounds AMAZING.
Just in time for Halloween, Rachel brought us 15 horror films with queer women – and they aren’t psycho killers (mostly)!
Did you dress up for Halloween? Vanessa wants pics of your amazing costumes!
Heather’s been back at work for like two seconds and already, she brings us this amazing list: 22 Lesbian, Bisexual and Trans Women Athletes Who Changed the Game.
Riese wrote this, it is absolutely everything, don’t forget your box of tissues.
And then there were your comments!
On Is There Something Queer About Being Single? (Narrator: There Is Not.):
The We Are the Weirdos, Mister Award to Thesaria and Lex:
And the Dinglehopper Award to Monique:
On 22 Lesbian, Bisexual and Trans Women Athletes Who Changed the Game:
The Gaybells Ring, Are You Listenin’ Award to ebook:
On No Filter: Seriously, Sarah Paulson And Holland Taylor, This Is Too Much:
The Did I Fall Asleep? For a Little While Award to Evan Rachel Would:
The Metal Aird Award to Rous Rose and Lex:
On Here’s Who Tried To Ruin October For Us:
The You Rang? Award to Blackmar and owl:
And the Barb + Nancy 2k17 Award to Katie:
See a funny or amazing comment that needs to be here? E-mail me at queergirlblogs [at] gmail [dot] com!
I mean:
Now, see? That’s that travel catalogue I was talking about last week.
The comments this week were metal. *plays Aird guitar*
Chandra, you’re shredding me
Commentception!
I’d try to respond with another pun, but “Aird guitar” is too perfect, too pure, to sully with a lesser joke.
*curtsy*
Rock out, with your strap-on out.
No don’t do that, you’ll put someone’s eye out kid. (oh fuck the holiday spirit is contagious send help)
“Gaybells Ring, Are You Listenin’ Award”
It’s November! Come on!
CARMEN I COULDN’T HELP IT
You turn helplessly into a Christmas elf as soon as November hits don’t you
No, Chandra, honestly! Not until the day after Thanksgiving! But I would’ve made this pun in August, even.
As a European, I am not bound by the shackles of too-earliness. CHRISTMAS ALL DAY, EVERYDAY BABYYYY.
(Forgive me Carmen)
I’m locking you both in a room until December 1st.
(Don’t worry, it’s a comfortable room. And there are snacks. I’m not a monster)
Even Rachel Would: best username
Why, thank you, Ms. SanDiego!
Thank you, Queer Girl! This one is for you and for Lex:
Or…not. A link it is! https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=w0o9MZsKAVg
Thank you I hope to be that awesome and mobile if I live that long. \m/
You’re still killing it
Thank you!
Thank you for acknowledging my Stranger Things feelings. I feel Seen.
KATIE THE DANCE AT THE END WAS ABSOLUTELY TOO MUCH
I feel like Stranger Things S2 was written by people who thought Elliot was the most interesting part of E.T.
And every female character was part of a love triangle???
Cause girls are prizes from the candy machine, there can only be one in every friend group
I agreed wholeheartedly with your Stranger Things feelings. Eleven being jealous of Max was the biggest load of bullshit.
Also, Nancy ruining her cute moment with Dustin by telling him girls are just stupid at his age.
AND the whole continuing theme of ~*Special Girls*~ who “aren’t like other girls.” Ugh.
Yeah, the weird “shoe-horned-in-at-the-end romantic entanglements amongst 12 year olds” plot was weird. Not as weird as the original book ending of IT, but still bad.
GIRLS STICK TOGETHER
Nancy, Max and Eleven as a truly unified team could’ve done amazing, very Lumberjanes things, just saying.
I’m hoping Lucas’ little sister, Erica, eventually becomes a part of the main cast and remains very femme and opinionated and kicks ass and doesn’t fall in love with anyone.
Ok but listen, Max is a baby queer and that moment Eleven walked in after saving their lives looking like THAT was her root don’t @ me.
HERE FOR THIS
I just wanted to say; Ha! I hit a double.
My inner baseball player needed to express their self after my inner gothy metal head got the run of the house all damn week and that non-layaway holiday shopping ad in September.