So, it’s the weekend. And even though I had three snow days this week, that doesn’t mean I’m looking forward to it any less than usual. Primarily, because one of my favorite things are starting this week: THE OLYMPICS. While I do like the Summer Olympics a tiny bit better (gymnastics, duh), for the past few weeks I’ve been having a lot of conversations along these lines:

Me: THE OLYMPICS START IN 12 DAYS OMGGGGG.
Friend: That’s really exciting for you, Amelie.

Yeah. I’m pretty excited. Anyway, while you’re watching the qualifying rounds of the men’s ski jump and speed skating tomorrow, or women’s hockey CNBC, why not catch up on some of what you missed on TNG?

During the Superbowl build up, there was one thing I noticed this year, which is that, apparently, the Super Bowl is not for girls.

A few weeks ago, in a great piece about femininity/masculinity, Jean mentioned that an interest in cutesy handbags is one of those clear delineators of feminity, which is something I find to be true. Like shoes, handbags are the territory of the hyper-feminine, image-concious woman. And, as the general stereotype would go, this doesn’t include lesbians.
It’s a stereotype that I think fits, for the most part. While your fashion lesbians may waltz around with frilly purses, from my unscientific observations, most lesbians go for utility over OMG! CUTE BAG ALERT! when selecting their bag of choice.

And while I’ve never been someone that really falls into these stereotypes, when it comes to the anti-purse bandwagon, I’m totally there.

People that know me well know that I love British lesbians. Thus, I love movies/mini-series/TV shows about British lesbians. But especially when they are done by the BBC. And are …

My favorite British ladyrapper, Lady Sovereign, has finally opened up about being in relationships with women. This is very, very, exciting, because now there is a chance we might get …

A few weeks ago, Scholastic announced it was bringing back one of the most amazing children’s series ever: The Babysitters’ Club. The BSC books were completely ridiculous, but also amazing, and were my primary interest from the ages of 6-11. I’m not kidding: I had every book (except the mysteries, those were too scary), I had dolls, I had computer games and I had movies. It was borderline creepy, and my obsession with these girls probably should have been what made my mother realize I was a giant lesbian, because even at the age of 10 I realized I kind of wanted to make out with Dawn Schaefer a little bit.

Magazines seem to be pretty great at creating content that manages to make ridiculously broad (and oftentimes offensive) generalizations about lesbians. This week’s offensive-generalizations-special comes from Details magazine, which brings us not one, but two questionable articles about lesbians. The first, “The Lure of Dating an Ex-Lesbian” explores what happens when men date women that identify or have identified as lesbian or bisexual. The tone of the lede makes the overall tone and maturity level of the article pretty obvious: “So-called hasbians are going for straight guys just like you!”

I love huskies. I think this is primarily because I dogsit for one on occasion, but it could also be because they are adorable and make ridiculous noises. Anyway, below …

So Showtime has announced that it has picked up the L Word spin-off The Real L Word of Los Angeles, a reality show version of our most-hated and most-favorite lesbian …

Curve magazine again brings us more incredibly obvious advice this month–defensive dating for lesbians.  Apparently, it’s a bad idea to do the following: date your roommate, a cat lady, a …