A Queer Girl's Lifestyle Blog

You probably know this by now: I love winter. The chilling wind whipping through my body and preventing me from breathing makes me feel alive. When I stand in the cold and feel my nose and ears start to freeze, it makes me hyper-aware that I have a nose and ears that can be frozen, and isn't that a beautiful thing? Tell me - how do people in warm climates know they are alive if they never feel the rush of blood leaving their face when they step out into a polar vortex? Frankl

At the end of today, the holidays are pretty much over. I say "pretty much" because technically Christmas lasts until the 6th of January when the three kings finally get to Jesus and the Epiphany happens. A quick question about this - were Mary, Joseph, and Jesus just, like... hanging out in a stable that whole time? I feel like they could have sorted something a little more comfortable out over the first 12 days of Christmas. Unless maybe there was some mommy blogger in Jude

I freaking love chestnuts. Chestnuts! Not just something to sing about roasting over an open fire. Not just something to buy off a city street vendor! Not just the names of two body parts made into one word that creates an awkward image when you think about it. Go ahead. Think about it. Chestnuts. Chestnuts are so much more. They are nutty and sweet and hearty and they taste like winter and they are excellent, excellent vehicles for butter. And you know what we always say her

Soon it will be the day after Thanksgiving. Soon everyone will be excitedly trading turkey leftover recipes and revelling in some sort of communal turkey endorphin high. "Ohhh, you can put cranberry sauce on your turkey breast and slap some sage aioli on that baby and rub it all over your face for breakfast," they will say. "Shred that leftover turkey into little strips and throw it up in the air like confetti in a celebration of day-old poultry!" I can hear them now. Well,

A couple of years ago Rachel and I decided that we wanted to start having proper dinner parties. Not just parties where you invite all your friends and put out a spread and a punch bowl (though we love those parties, too), but straight up dinner parties with place cards and china and water glasses. A party at which everyone can fit around the dinner table. A dinner with several courses and a ceremonial carving of an animal. We figured there was no better time to host this typ

So, in the winter it is harder than ever to get out of bed. And I am known around our house for being particularly tricky to wake up and get going. You can't be nice to me to get me out of bed. I'll just trick you into laying back down and cuddling with me. Don't be too strict, either, or I will stay in bed just to spite you. There is a happy medium that involves Robyn or Tegan and Sara blasting from the cell phone speaker and you making coffee in the next room and promising