by Lemon Tart
After months of dental dam research, trips to B&Q and artsy debates we held our art party on Saturday. And what a shindig it was.
Some of the best moments:
1. Playing with boxing gloves attached to the end of long sticks. Surreal.
2. The girls. We didn’t hire any of them in (honest). … Continue Reading
by Lemon Tart
There ain’t no document of a night like a Christa Holka document of a night… biblical proportions. Every one’s a winner… enjoy… … Continue Reading
by Lemon Tart
A undeniably good night at Dalston’s blue-painted womb, Visions. All to the tune of eighties ditties, Flashdance on repeat on the joint’s old TVs, and cider being slurped down in extra-healthy quantities. … Continue Reading
Dear readers, cake-lovers and p(art)y crashers,
After the stunning success of The Most Cake Launch Party last November thanks to you lovely lot, we thought we’d jump right back in the saddle of the funtime horse and sweat profusely over another offering. But, not content with a mere (and only slightly figurative) piss up in a brewery, we’d like to request permission to engage your brains and other senses – mainly the ones that like sparkly things – too. … Continue Reading
by Lemon Tart
As usual, Twat Boutique was filled with all manner of fun: including the top notch Hannah Holland DJing and a whole host of delightful dolls. Supreme as ever.
Excuse the tardiness with these pics… they’re almost vintage now, in scene time anyway eh?… … Continue Reading
Dick and Fanny happened last Saturday. By gum: it was darned good, evidently.
Who needs a review when you have a moment by moment account of the event… All hail this photographic tale of one cold January night at the Star of Bethnal Green, courtesy of Christa… … Continue Reading
by Death by Chocolate
During the first six months of TMC’s giddy adventure, Lemon Tart has trawled the East End with her trusty camera, super sized flash and unfortunately inebriated assistants/cakettes more times than she cares to remember, snapping you at your very finest. Back at Cake HQ we can’t help but notice the impressive array of pouting talent that has been splashed across our little corner of cyber space as a result, … Continue Reading
Dez. This word has been doing the rounds in the Dalston lesbian vocabulary like a sexually-transmitted disease in a community in which the use of dentals dams is very low. I didn’t know what dez meant for a long time. After two months of thinking “oh, it’ll go away, my facebook friends will finally stop saying dez and it won’t matter that I don’t know what it means”, I cracked, asked, and now am in a state of enlightenment.
by Lemon Tart
At the moment, ultimately my perfect night would be at a cathedral-sized club carved out of ice, complete with pillars and spiral staircases, an excess of free cider, and a big slide leading you into the venue. Which is basically some dire mash up of every late nineties dance video ever made, an East 17 Christmas music video and that irksome ad for some kind of credit card … Continue Reading
by Lemon Tart
It seems appropriate that the day after the 12 days of Christmas it was time for the first lez night of the year to make its mark. Snow and ice could not stop London’s intrepid girl travelers celebrating the end of Christmas festivities with er… more festivities. … Continue Reading
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