A year ago, we were celebrating the California Supreme Court’s overturning the ban on same-sex marriage. Today we celebrate those pioneers and others who refuse to give up hope.
In the last year, Iowa and Maine have joined Massachusetts in opening their doors to marriage for gays and lesbian. At least California allowed the queers who’d already gotten married to continue to enjoy those privileges. We know several couples who were holding their collective breath.
When the news came last week that California blew it, the Bush v. Gore lawyers hopped right to it with a lawsuit. As the New York Times said, “The David and Ted show is back in business.”
But AP reported right away that “Gay groups call federal marriage suit premature.”
Well, whether or not you want to get married, have gotten married, believe in marriage or think it stinks, we celebrate Gay Pride this year and every year, remembering Stonewall, remembering the Stonewall veterans who launched this movement into its latest form.
In honor of those courageous acts, and in celebration of Gay Pride Month, we are pleased to offer 10% off all items here at Fatale Media through the month of June.
Plus, in addition to 10% off all items, this year we’re offering you free shipping in the U.S. No minimums. That’s a promise!
We promise to keep showing sexuality in a real and positive and authentic way, and we thank you for having the courage to stand with us.
P.S. Christi will be in New York City celebrating Pride this year. If you’re around or having a party, feel free to invite her along! Find Christi at Facebook.
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Hi Christi and fellow Fatale readers,
This is in response to the question about sex in public places.
To me, a Dom Les Fe, it’s about the hottest in the world! NOTHING turns me on more than knowing hot horny women are watching me put on a sexy show with another woman. My earliest times of g/g were with an audience watching her ravish my naked body all night, while I lay on a bench hogtied and whatever else she wanted to do to me. She was the best!
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Thanks, Carol. Great description. Wish we’d been there!
The new poll asks: What are your favorite dyke sex scenes in movies?
The lovely Shar Rednour came to visit on Wednesday and is leaving today, but we thought we’d show you some photos. She and Nan are shooting more Bend Over Boyfriend footage.
Director Shar Rednour at the Camera with Producer Nan Kinney
We had the amazing good fortune to see the delicious Amanda Palmer recently. It was a small club, one we’d never been to before.
If you don’t know this dazzling performer with a big, big voice and biting wit (not to mention concert-hall-worthy piano-playing), we recommend you check her out. Formerly of the Dresden Dolls, Amanda Palmer has been out on her own promoting Who Killed Amanda Palmer, and what an album it is.
Now, not everybody likes to make love to cabaret, but Amanda Palmer makes us shiver, producing major clit jolts in us.
Most of our lesbian friends in New York adore her. They’d no doubt get down on the floor and do most anything for this woman, given the chance.
And yes, we have a six-degrees-of-separation situation with Amanda Palmer. Apparently she’s good friends with Kim Airs, the woman who introduced us.
Amanda looked lovely in a long green gown with skinny straps. She wandered into the space and through the audience strumming a little ukulele. Given the profusion of porkpie hats in the room—a tribute to the cabaret style of Dresden Dolls’ Brian Viglione–we weren’t sure which porkpie was going to bow down first.
What we did notice was the effects of the music on the packed crowd. Wandering through a nearly empty backroom to hit the ladies’ room, Christi noticed a big boy in a suit—he could have been Tony Soprano risen from the dead, from the looks of him.
Tony there was sitting back in the shadows at a corner table…a look of pure bliss on his face as he glanced at the ceiling. Then, the slightest movement from his lap. Dark hair.
Ah, Christi had wondered why he was wearing his overcoat. He was getting a little head while Amanda Palmer sang “Coin Operated Boy.” She is good music for sex.
We read with interest Daphne Merkin’s “Butch Fatale” piece about Rachel Maddow in the New York Times Women’s Fashion Spring 2009 magazine a couple weeks ago.
It gave us a chuckle to think of Rachel Maddow as “fatale” anything, because she’s clearly a good-looking, sexy butch who whets our news whistle each evening on MSBNC.
Then we stumbled upon Jen Sabella’s rebuttal on AfterEllen: “The New York Times Tackles ‘Butch Fatale.’” It’s an excellent essay, and we commend Sabella’s skewering wit and astute commentary.
We were uneasy too when we read “Butch Fatale.” As a proud butch/femme couple, we found it rather odd to see “lipstick lesbians” equated with femmes, the femmes in question barely acknowledged. According to Merkin, there are only two “Sapphic archetypes” and “both categories (butch and femme)” derive from “gender-influenced dichotomies of beauty.”
Give us a break.
Sabella also pulled out this zinger: “In one of [Daphne Merkin’s] books, Dreaming of Hitler, she says that even lesbians ‘wish to be filled with something hard and penislike and not-female.’”
Our favorite comment came from Jenna DQ, and with her permission we’re quoting her comment nearly in full:
“I might get eaten alive for this, but, yeah, obviously there are plenty of lesbians who enjoy penetration. Even straight men like penetration (those who’ll admit it anyway). What vagina wig is missing here is the same thing stupid people (excuse the gross generalization) miss all the time. It’s not strictly a genital thing. Half of sex occurs in the mind! So ask a lesbian who enjoys penetration if there’s a difference between being f*ed by a man or a woman…Ask a gay top if there’s a difference between f*ing a woman’s butt or a man’s…Ask a straight man if there’s a difference between getting a beej from a man or a woman! You are making love to a sexuality, not a genital.
“Come on. Get with it…not to mention that there are plenty of women who do not enjoy penetration, so where does her generalizing, dismissive statement fit them in?”
We couldn’t have said it better. Thanks, Jenna!
We recommend reading this intelligent article and equally intelligent comments at AfterEllen.
P.S. To see Fatale’s latest DVD with lesbians who like penetration, check out One Night Stand. For guys who like it, Bend Over Boyfriend is the sex-ed gold standard.
We adore Sean Penn. Not everyone does, but we have to say that, watching Milk on the big screen, never once did we think, “Oh, Sean Penn’s doing a really good job playing Harvey Milk.” Not once. The suspension of disbelief was complete in a way that is rare these days.
Which meant that Sean Penn’s performance as Harvey Milk was, in our opinion, Oscar-worthy. We wanted him to win it, even though we thought Frank Langella’s Richard Nixon was a stellar, first-rate performance too.
Then along came Mickey Rourke. Mr. Wrestler. Hmm. Playing himself, we agreed privately. Buzz, buzz, buzz. Was Mickey Rourke was going to win best actor? Buzz, buzz, buzz.
Oh, the shouts and murmurs of the chattering classes.
So imagine our absolute thrill when Sean Penn won best actor for his portrayal of Harvey Milk. We applauded, we cheered outright, we were on our feet. Commie homo lovers. That’s us!
But it got even better when Sean Penn defended gay rights as he accepted the Academy’s award, calling for “equal rights for everyone.”
If you missed his excellent speech, you can watch it here:
Is MSNBC’s Rachel Maddow just too cute? We think so. Our friend Holly, a Rachel adorer, sent us along this Rachel Maddow interview from the U.K.
Snip: “Rachel Maddow – in her own words a mannish lesbian policy wonk who doesn’t own a television set – is not your average anchorwoman in America, or indeed on this side of the Atlantic.”
Snip 2: “The irony is, perhaps, that part of her success is exactly because she doesn’t look like all the other cookie-cutter women on television.”
Snip 3: “I’m a big lesbian who looks like a man. I’m not Anchor Babe and I’m never going to be.” – Rachel from two years ago.
We say: Call a butch a butch, Rachel. And we love you!
We think Dylan in the Crash Pad Series Volume 3 looks a little like Rachel Maddow…even though Dylan is a femme.
On Rachel, wishful thinking! But oh, what a self-diddling scene. One of our favorites.
Till next time,
Nan & Christi
nan@fatalemedia.com
christi@fatalemedia.com
Valentine’s Day on a Saturday is magic. Use your imagination to celebrate and give her pure pleasure.
Here are 10 tips you can use to make this Valentine’s Day a super-special weekend for the two of you. Plan ahead. Mix and match as you see fit:
1. Make it a traditional holiday. Buy her a box of chocolates—we’re fond of Jacques Torres’ Chocolate—a single red rose and a bottle of wine. Stay home, eat chocolate and make love.
2. Take it up a notch. Send her a dozen not-red roses. Make them yellow or white or pink or deep burgundy. Have them delivered in the morning so she can enjoy them all day long.
3. Invite her for dinner and make sure you’ve got a reservation. Dress up. Order the chocolate dessert and feed it to her.
4. Forget dinner and take her to brunch instead. Follow that with a trip to a spa for a side-by-side massage or hot tub.
5. For a simple yet romantic day, pack a picnic lunch and drive to the ocean or mountains or river or lake…wherever you can park and get a scenic view. Afterwards, go back to her place for the rest of the day.
6. Sweep her off her feet for a weekend getaway. Pack your toy bag. Leave Friday night so you can wake up in your hotel room on Valentine’s Day morning. Fuck like bunnies all weekend long.
7. Dress up and take her dancing. Take her to the kind of club she likes—whether it’s ballroom or downtown go-go or uptown hip-hop—and make it a night she’ll remember.
8. Find a hotel or bar with a fireplace. Take her there for late afternoon tea or cocktails. Better yet, order hot cocoa with marshmallows and get cozy.
9. If you’re feeling adventurous, invite a close friend to take pictures or shoot video of you and your sweetie… Your friend can watch or join in.
10. Our favorite: Stay home, drink Champagne and watch dirty movies. This year we’ll be watching One Night Stand. This flick is so good we can watch over and over and over again. Then we’ll dress up and go out to a romantic local restaurant and bar. Not exactly Paris, but inspiring nonetheless.
So now you know what we’ll be doing on Valentine’s Day. What do you plan for your sweetie? Tell us here.
Here’s Part 2 of Tamara Gorzalka’s interview with Nan about Fatale for Vue, Edmonton’s weekly alternative newspaper. Tam and Nan explore why women have a hard time admitting they like porn, the best new porn films out there and more.
Buy or find out more about One Night Stand.
Amanda Palmer
Thursday, April 16th, 2009We had the amazing good fortune to see the delicious Amanda Palmer recently. It was a small club, one we’d never been to before.
If you don’t know this dazzling performer with a big, big voice and biting wit (not to mention concert-hall-worthy piano-playing), we recommend you check her out. Formerly of the Dresden Dolls, Amanda Palmer has been out on her own promoting Who Killed Amanda Palmer, and what an album it is.
Now, not everybody likes to make love to cabaret, but Amanda Palmer makes us shiver, producing major clit jolts in us.
Most of our lesbian friends in New York adore her. They’d no doubt get down on the floor and do most anything for this woman, given the chance.
And yes, we have a six-degrees-of-separation situation with Amanda Palmer. Apparently she’s good friends with Kim Airs, the woman who introduced us.
Amanda looked lovely in a long green gown with skinny straps. She wandered into the space and through the audience strumming a little ukulele. Given the profusion of porkpie hats in the room—a tribute to the cabaret style of Dresden Dolls’ Brian Viglione–we weren’t sure which porkpie was going to bow down first.
What we did notice was the effects of the music on the packed crowd. Wandering through a nearly empty backroom to hit the ladies’ room, Christi noticed a big boy in a suit—he could have been Tony Soprano risen from the dead, from the looks of him.
Tony there was sitting back in the shadows at a corner table…a look of pure bliss on his face as he glanced at the ceiling. Then, the slightest movement from his lap. Dark hair.
Ah, Christi had wondered why he was wearing his overcoat. He was getting a little head while Amanda Palmer sang “Coin Operated Boy.” She is good music for sex.
Here’s Amanda Palmer performing “Coin Operated Boy”:
(Or, if you can’t see this, watch Amanda Palmer here at YouTube.)
What about you? Have you ever had public sex? Take the public sex poll on Fatale’s home page.
Yours in good love and sex,
Nan & Christi
nan@fatalemedia.com
christi@fatalemedia.com
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