But I could have sworn she was…

by Sticky Toffee Pudding

Gay Radar, I find, can be a funny old thing. That hidden ability to sense out a person’s sexuality often with just one glance is considered a staple skill of any lesbian worth her salt. Generally speaking you either have it or you don’t. Unfortunately in my experience, I’ve often found my Gay Radar generating nothing but static - shock horror I know! But when it comes to the ladies I’ve always found it a tad difficult to tell whether or not that adorable smile is mere politeness, or an actual sign of flirtation. … Continue Reading

Nailing It

by Devil’s Food Cake

It’s possibly one of the best scenes from a lesbian film ever. Bound’s climactic moment: Jennifer Tilly seducing Gina Gershon slowly and sensuously up on that screen, their bodies intertwined and writhing as she goes in for the kill. And then suddenly, what should have been one of the hottest scenes known to mankind goes horribly, horribly wrong for me – because all I can think about is how nobody should be doing any fucking on that screen, not with nails that bloody long. … Continue Reading

Gaydar: friend or foe?

…and the reason you’ll never sign out for good

by Florentine

You know the score.  Getting measured for your first bra by the alarmingly clammy-handed ladies at M&S, asking mum for permission to boldly put razor to barely hairy teenage leg, and sitting petrified on a toilet for the best part of an hour, desperately clawing enough courage to declare the red-painted beginnings of womanhood to your mum/dad/second cousin/mentally imbalanced home economics teacher (delete as appropriate).  Rites of passage: traumatising girls across the land since 1864 – or thereabouts. … Continue Reading