Card Carrying Lesbian … What’s in your wallet?

Okee dokee … as we all know I’m a dyke and I do dykey things. I like guns, I like cars, I like to wear OD green too much and I have several pairs of “official lesbian shorts” aka plaid and or cargo shorts that are too long for a straight girl to ever be [...]

It can be depressing being a lesbian. Wait, not just depressing but down right discouraging. I could go on and on about how there aren’t enough single, attractive lesbians running around but boo fucking hoo. Who hasn’t heard that a million times?
I’ve been feeling especially energetic lately (my euphemism for something a bit more tawdry) [...]

I used to lament about the lack of lesbians, or more accurately, my lack of gaydar which made it seem as if there were only six lesbians in the South Bay and I already knew them. But lately everywhere I go I’m noticing more and more gay girls.
It could be that it’s so trendy to [...]

Earlier today I was shopping at Targay when my friend Amber sent me a text that read: I have something for you to blog about! When she’s right she’s right … and this is the topic that was on her mind.
We all know one, or ten … a straight chick that loudly proclaims she’ll just [...]

Tonight at our weekly “club” meeting I was immersed in a deep conversation with my girlfriends about why lesbians seem to be able to form closer, more truthful friendships with one another than our straight counterparts.
To avoid the inevitable repercussions of accidentally misquoting any of my friends I will stick strictly to my own opinions [...]

I remember my first time in a lesbian bar. It was Girl Bar in West Hollywood and I went alone, not quite sure of what to expect. When I got there I was struck by the fact that what I was witnessing was nothing short of an anthropological discovery. The music pounded and the [...]

What’s up with the mini-me versions of lesbian girlfriends? I know I’m not the only one who’s noticed that quite a few lesbian couples sort of look like long lost twins of one another. Not that there’s anything wrong with this. I’m not saying that there’s anything Freudian about wanting to make love to [...]