The Most Cake’s weekly round-up of lesbian-ish/gay lady/queer grrrl news from around the world… by me instead of Cupcake because she’s busy at the mo :( … Continue Reading
by Pupcake
“That is so cool, man, because like I was a hippie so I’m really, really cool with it, in fact I even thought you might be one, you know? I mean I could tell. So are you the femme or the butch?” … Continue Reading
by Fairy Cake
I feel a bit dirty fancying Hermione. Especially since I have several DVDs practically documenting her journey through puberty. But I can’t help myself. Look at her in her androgynous attire and her ability to radiate Englishness at 20 yards. And she’s half-way through a degree in Women’s History at Ivy League Brown University in Rhode Island, which is the gayest thing I have ever heard.
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by Fairy Cake
*Preliminary gush warning* This article is going to be unabashedly fawning over The Scoobies with no shame and lots of frothing. If you are adverse to vampires, gothic horror or bad-taste leather ensembles, look away now.
by Fairy Cake
My first kiss was an emo. Her name was Lyndsey. She had hair like Belgian Sheepdog and a nose ring. She smelt like a council estate sofa and she didn’t give a fuck about anything except when the next Drive-Thru records compilation was coming out.
by the Cakettes.
You know what would make your evening better? If you had it sound-tracked by a bunch of wicked lady rappers. We can’t hire them to sing at your desk, but we do have Spotify, so as part of our Women In Hip-Hop week, we’ve only gone and made you a friggin’ massive playlist.
by Fairy Cake (and the Cakettes)
People who read TMC; we like you. In fact, we really really really like you. You give us the excuse to track down our favourite lez idols and have a good healthy ogle at them. You don’t threaten to call the police when we photograph you and on the days when we’re avoiding the crushing monotony of our day jobs to post Rihanna’s latest titilating promo, we know that at least one of you will be there to validate our perversity and give us a virtual titty-bump.
And we return once again to the magical world of the lesbian lexicon and all it entails. Today’s lesson, children, is “toaster-oven”. What is a toaster-oven? Well, in real-world terms, it’s a small electronic device you can use to make bread into toast. It’s amazing. But in lesbian terms, a toaster-oven is a marker of a gay woman’s sexual experience with a straight woman – as in, if you turn a straight girl, you get a toaster-oven. … Continue Reading
Dear girl-on-a-bike,
I love you. Every time I see you, I love you. … Continue Reading
by Devil’s Food Cake
Oh Britney. What a life you’ve had already. You burst onto our screens and radios at the mere age of 16, and though many tried to resist you for a time, your pull was too strong, too forceful. Who here can claim to have never privately, or even publicly, screamed a little inside at your every comeback? Who hasn’t repeated your ‘it’s Britney, bitch’ like a personal catchphrase? Who doesn’t love I’m a Slave 4 U? Whether we love her out loud or pretend not to, Britney’s a legend, an icon for our times. … Continue Reading
by The Cakettes
Merry bloody Christmas lovely readers! You’re probably all 95% mince pie at this point, and finding difficult to concentrate over the deafening boom of your relatives’ passive-aggression, but please bear with us while we gush for a few paragraphs.
I can’t help it. I fucking love this woman. I could reel off a list of reasons – she’s the first woman in 8 years to take #1 on the Billboard Rap chart, she’s got a big mouth and will use it to call you out, she’s half-Indian (I’ll take it where I can get it), she’s a fucking great rapper, she looks amazing with green hair… the list goes on. … Continue Reading
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