Last week, I saw Booksmart on its opening night, geeked out about how the high school comedy was finally being queered . . .
Last week, I saw Booksmart on its opening night, geeked out about how the high school comedy was finally being queered . . .
The second piece of our Arts & Creative Writing section premiere is in conjunction with Pride Month, exploring queer love through photojournalism & poetry.
Creative non-fiction provides people with the incredible ability to materialize their thoughts into a piece that can inspire • Collage ℅ Eugenia Loli
In exemplary Gemini fashion, Camp Counselors Natalie Geisel & Geordon Wollner created the most chaotic mix is a big ol' Gemini mood
We can find pride in our own nuanced stories and moments that celebrate our own journeys and identities, especially for us who find it difficult to match that mainstream narrative and who maybe feel less queer due to this disconnect • Collage ℅ Ben Lewis Giles
Even before watching the trailer, I knew this would be the movie that I wish I had when I was still in high school. But upon seeing the full-length film, I realized that it was so much more.
To finish our series, our Camp Counselors have shared not just their personal experiences, as seen through the series itself, but the cultural works that have inspired their hair, or more deeply, their personal hair journeys.
From fashion brands like Gucci’s blackface & culturally-appropriated turban to Grace Coddington’s mammy jars, what true anti-racism in fashion should look like according to contributors Natalie Geisel & Wandie Kabule • Photo courtesy of Dawn
Lucky for us, there have never been easier (and cheaper) ways to explore the stars on your own terms, from websites to apps to meme accounts.
I was an ugly baby. My hair looked like what you might pull out of a college shower drain and my nose protruded upwards like a little piglet.
Astrology protects me from self-loathing and self-pity; rather than blaming all my shortcomings on my individual inadequacies, I can feel connected to the pull of cosmic bodies • Illustration courtesy of Sydney Omarr
Throughout the entirety of my adolescence, I didn’t fully understand the power of choice • Photo courtesy of Marie Schuller featuring Yevalo Oruval & Banu
To be patient with my evolving sense of my own non-binariness and what that means for my gender presentation, especially my hair . . .
I’m not sure if now is the right time to say you’re being terfs, but you’re being terfs . . .
Sure, fanfiction roots itself in subculture, but I cannot think of any justifiable explanation for such deep-seated stigmatization besides misogyny . . .
Wish. Yours. Cool. All words I recite to myself, but not in the way my white friends exclaimed. I loved myself and yet there was a part of me I wanted to hide. A part of me I didn’t quite embrace.
The Internet has always been a site for queer safe spaces—its infinite abilities in creating community are typically more appealing than physical spaces that don’t always include all identities.
As a child, I would sit perched on the edge of my grandparents’ bed, mystified as I watched my grandmother perform her daily ritual in front of the broad mirror of her carved, wooden vanity . . .
Age ten was when I slowly began to see all of my 5th grade peers start to eradicate all of their leg hair, spending hours of their pre-pubescent years making their legs silky smooth as a marker of femininity.
When you think of sex toys, what do you think of? An old straight married couple trying to ~spice things up~ in the bedroom?