Lesbian Sex and the City

Franchise to wrap after 27 years with a two-part finale.

From butches to femmes, pet lovers to culinary queens, there’s something here for everyone.

Alex Kekesi and Asa Akira sit down with GO Magazine, shining a light on the ways porn is political—and how everyone is connected in this fight for free expression.

DO NOT go outside, the streets are dangerously flooded with people who want to turn up with you.

Why settle for a BFF costume when you can make it truly WLW?

Berlin is a magnet for those wishing to change and possibly change again, to hold the door open for futures unknown and unknowable.  

Welcome to Pop, Milan’s queer safe space in Giorgia Meloni’s Italy.

“One of the most stylish forms of protest of our generation.”

This August, 30 queer teams will spike, bump, and ace their way through one epic weekend of LezVolley.

Some of our favorite New York City hotspots.

The couple behind Via Carota created one of New York’s best restaurants. Now they have an empire.

New York’s newest dyke bar is carving out its own niche.

Hollywood nights.

Astrology and sex toys? A match made amongst the stars.

FROM THE ARCHIVES: Riding in cars with bois.

There’s a very good reason the bathroom line is long.

Babylon to Penn Station. Penn Station to St Jeromes. Jeromes to a “secret location.” A spray painted school bus to a warehouse in Greenpoint. Susanne Bartsch. Flashing lights. Open bar.  I accidentally follow Solange to her private car.

“Seriously, there’s nothing out there for us, there’s nowhere you can have all three components – good vibes, good drinks, good music and feel safe and feel okay to sit in a bar alone as a woman.”

FROM THE ARCHIVES: The game begins. I chase the ball instead of my thoughts. I sweat the way I’ve started to at night, my body washing all of its parts that used to hold her. The plate of my chest, the crook of my arm, and the crevice of my thighs all weep as I sleep. 

“Thank God, and thank the lesbians.” 

Merry Litmas!

People rather sheepishly sat around in a big circle waiting for a dominatrix to start a game of spin-the-bottle…

Do you know what I longed for during the pandemic with the feverish intensity usually reserved for an irresistibly sexy ex you know you’ll never get the chance to have sex with ever again?

Lesbian Nightlife. 

Dyke Nightlife. 

Queer Nightlife. 

FROM THE ARCHIVES: Our romance was a mirage. It had been written there on my wall all along.

You arrive in a new city, filled with new faces, tastes, sounds, and eventually, if you play your cards right, you’ll end up in a room of queers, sweaty and synchronized, the same baseline surging through your spines.

The suburban confessions of a native New Yorker.

Have you ever been so heartbroken, you don’t recognize yourself or where you are or who you’re with?

It all started as an innocent morning.

Self help meets memoir. Party girl meets wise sage. Beauty meets reality. Zara Barrie is the cool older sister you wish you had.

A gorgeous mess.

An unexpected journey.

You played 7 Minutes In Heaven at an all-girls sleepover.

FROM THE ARCHIVES: Maybe the best friends are the ones you’re in love with, just a little bit.

How to get over the girl you’ve been on one date with, but can’t get out of your head.

You’ll never be bored in Dyke City.

A real love story doesn’t stop when the romantic love dissipates.