Happy Tofurky Day!


Thursday, November 26, 2009 |

Happy Thanksgiving everyone! Enjoy your tofurky (or turkey, if you're a meat-eating lass). Nothing like good noms, football, shopping and those lovable friends and relatives to help us gay girls get in the holiday spirit!



#21 Frequent WNBA games to be with "your people."


Tuesday, November 24, 2009 |

Every lesbian pilgrimages to at least one WNBA game a year. That's because WNBA games are thinly veiled lesbian social events. All the dykes in town will go simply to ogle the athletes (is she or isn't she?) and scan the crowd for exes and anyone sitting next to them who might be more than a friend (is she or isn't she?).


It's like the perfect storm of lesbian entertainment: hot female athletes who may or may not be "playing" for our "team," an assortment of people we know and don't know and know through people we know, exes, soon to be exes, nachos, beer, and assigned seating. It's like we were made for one anther. Lesbians + WNBA = BFF.



Hairstyles of the Queer and Female: The "I'm Growing Out My Shaved Head"


Sunday, November 22, 2009 |


One of the most traditional lesbian rites of passage is shaving one's head. The second most traditional rite of passage is growing out one's shaved head. This usually happens after the once enthusiastic lesbian realizes that a) her head is shaped like a gourd...a dented gourd with curves in all the wrong places b) she does not in fact, look like a young, "Out of Range" era Ani DiFranco and c) it's chilly without any hair.


It's an unspoken rivalry, one that permeates every residential street in America and keeps Home Depot in business. We're not edging lawns and mowing in diagonal, equidistant criss-cross patterns for our health. We're doing it because all the straight men on our block do it. We're absolutely terrified that people will think our yard is less fabulous and manicured because there is NO MAN AROUND. So we overcompensate. And compete. Oh, how we compete. That's right Bob-Who-Lives-in-the-Tudor-on-the-corner, we're talking about you.

Who cares if we choke on gas blower fumes and talk about "hardscapes" more than any person really should. Anything heterosexual men can do, we can do better. Like aerating lawns. And hardscapes, have I mentioned hardscapes?


Back in the Saddle


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Has it really been almost a year and half since I last posted? Where has the time gone? Where have you been receiving your Lesbian Instructions in my absence?


I'm back. Stay tuned.

There are two things lesbians fear most in the world: 1) the Indigo Girls announcing their retirement and 2) being single. We are so terrified at the thought of having to "date" and "get to know someone before co-signing a mortgage" we usually jump from one committed relationship to another with zero downtime. On the off chance we don't have a girl already lined up, we end up testing the murky waters of the Lesbian Dating Pool, where going on more than two dates in your lifetime qualifies you as a grizzled veteran.


Perhaps it's wishful thinking. Perhaps we know something the actresses, writers, directors, producers, and all other viewers of the show do not. With our special ELP (Extra-Lesbian Perception) powers, we can spot italicized behavior with swift accuracy: you know, when a look becomes a look, a touch becomes a touch, and a thinly veiled excuse to giggle and fall onto the bed together becomes a thinly veiled excuse to giggle and fall onto the bed together.

Photo: someecards

As lesbians, we never know when we might be called upon to suddenly weld something at 10pm on a Tuesday night. Nevermind we don't know how to weld and actually make our living as tax accountants. We will be prepared in our flame retardant Carhartt workwear!

Photo: WorkingPerson


No one disappears in a puff of domestic bliss more quickly than dykes. The Federal Witness Protection Program often provides its witnesses new identities as freshly coupled lesbians. They will surely never be seen or heard from again. It's impossible to track down two women nesting inside their 1935 Craftsman fixer-upper, especially with Netflix and Thai food delivery at their disposal.
Photo: someecards

(rainbow stickers) + (feminist stickers) + (marriage equality stickers) + (pro-choice stickers) + (dog/cat stickers) + (wicca stickers) + (green party stickers) + (vegetarian stickers) + (anti-war stickers) + (diversity stickers) / (total bumper stickers) = probability car is owned by a lesbian

Photo: Wikipedia


#14 Rename "beating a dead horse" as "having a dialogue."


Monday, July 14, 2008 |


Topic suggested by one of our intrepid readers!

Ah, the time honored lesbian tradition of processing. The term “paralysis by analysis” did not originate in the workplace…it came from introspective lesbians who fossilized in their sensible chairs after hours of intimate discussion, still clutching their alpaca wool sweaters and mugs of herbal tea for comfort.

The five most important phrases in a lesbian’s lexicon:

  1. Let’s talk about me.

  2. Let’s talk about you.

  3. Let’s talk about us.

  4. Let’s talk about our relationship.

  5. Let’s talk about me, you, us, and our relationship.

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Everyone writes tortured, angst-ridden love poetry. What differentiates lesbians is we love to read ours aloud in public.


#12 Transition your outfit from golf to evening wear.


Thursday, July 10, 2008 |

Lesbians love golf. I think it’s because we’re encouraged to wear polo shirts and pleated shorts. Not to mention sweater vests and visors. What's really awesome is being able to stroll off the 18th fairway and go straight to a coffee date at Starbucks without having to change outfits.

Photo: LPGA.com


#11 Build unrealistic expectations through online dating.


Tuesday, July 8, 2008 |


It's simple really:
  1. Find a woman whose online profile you fancy.
  2. Analyze every detail of the three blurry, poorly sized photos she posted.
  3. Assume intimacy because you know her astrological sign and preferences when it comes to her date's alcohol consumption.
  4. Overshare and overshare some more in lengthy email conversations.
  5. Declare your love after the fifth email.
  6. Finally arrange to meet (in person!) your long-awaited soulmate and the woman of your dreams.
  7. Within 15 minutes of meeting become crushed, bewildered, jaded and angry when she turns out to be nothing like you imagined.
  8. Go home.
  9. Never contact her again.
  10. Swear off online dating because you never meet anyone normal.

Photo: someecards


#10 Be a poor grad student the majority of your adult life.


Sunday, July 6, 2008 |


Lesbians are martyrs carrying student loan debt. We take it upon ourselves to cure the world of its ills and help the less fortunate. Hence, we sign up for years of graduate school in order to earn advanced degrees in lucrative fields such as education, social work, and public policy. You're welcome.
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#9 Stand with your hands in your pockets.


Friday, July 4, 2008 |


This is the #1 way to spot a lesbian. It does not even occur to straight women to shove their hands deep into the front pockets of their jeans. If you really want to beep on the Gaydar, stand with your legs slightly apart and knees locked. This is known as The Stance. Practice makes perfect.


Hairstyles of the Queer and Female: The Nondescript


Thursday, July 3, 2008 |


Lesbians are busy. So busy, in fact, we cannot be bothered to style or cut our hair in any discernible manner. We don't want to shave it off, but we don't want to commit to any semblance of an actual haircut either, so our hair ends up looking as if it's been groomed at night by Flowbee-wielding Gremlins, and uninspired ones at that. And that folks, is what they call The Nondescript.
Photo: Flowbee


We lesbians are a shy bunch. It's a miracle we ever get together. We prefer to hide under the brims of our baseball caps and post desperate, cryptic "Missed Connections" on Craigslist the next day.

Photo: someecards


Hairstyles of the Queer and Female: The Ponytail


Tuesday, July 1, 2008 |


Many active lesbians prefer to wear their hair in a ponytail at all times. It helps us cultivate an image of 24/7 casual sportiness, which in turn gives us recreational athlete street cred. Ideally, the ponytail is pulled so tight and slick the slightest vibration will cause an eye to pop out. Sporty femmes purchase 14% of all eye patches sold in the U.S. every year.
Photo: University of Texas


#7 Treat your dog like it's a human.


Monday, June 30, 2008 |

Dogs love fleece and establishing pack dominance almost as much as lesbians. They are our kindred spirits and we treat them like family members upon whom we project our hopes, insecurities and unresolved mother issues. We let them ride shotgun...they feed us french fries. We break up with a girl...they tell us they never liked her anyway and fetch us a stuffed HRC pillow with which to dry our tears. A dyke's best friend, indeed.

Photo: Costume Craze