A Queer Girl's Lifestyle Blog

The holidays are upon us! We've waited all year, and they are finally here. I cannot express how gleeful I am. Rachel and I spent our Friday date night wandering around Philadelphia's Christmas Market, we'll be getting our tree next weekend, and last night my high school friends and I had our annual boozey-cookie making party. Everything is awesome. As Christmas approaches like an adorable fuzzy forest creature that you desperately want to cuddle, you might start stressing ab

It's the day before Thanksgiving. You are wondering what you can bring to your family's holiday dinner that will say, "I am an adult, but I am also fun." Your mother just heavily implied over the phone that you shouldn't cook anything because the food you bring is often "weird." You realized too late that you shouldn't have brought up the cured egg yolk you were thinking about repackaging as a hostess gift. When you want to bring booze to the party but also want to look like

So, I'm in this wine club. I know what you are thinking. You think that wine clubs are just excuses to get drunk on a week night. Maybe that is true. But this is not any wine club. No, this is The Wine Club. We have Powerpoints, ok? And we take notes. Sure, the notes get less and less comprehensible as the night goes on, but there is a record of our meetings. Not anyone can just join The Wine Club. You will be mailed one of our letterpressed invitations with our motto on it:

So last night Rachel came home kind of bummed due to work stress. It happens, you know? Every so often you are just like, "Work is a bummer." And when that happens, your loving wife might respond, "Can I get you a glass of wine?" And you break open a nice bottle of Malbec. You drink together because sometimes drinking alone is a slippery slope into the moat of self-doubt that surrounds the fortress of "having a problem", you know what I mean? Somehow, and no one knows how thi