Jetta Rae DoubleCakes

Speaking out for the rights of all women doesn’t make me a misandrist or an infighter.

Nail polish and straws put rape prevention squarely on the shoulders of women, a responsbility we've always borne.

Being a polyamorist has yet to afford me that “communal pride.” It’s not an identity that I associate with good politics. Yet.

The apron was a birthday gift—to both of us, really. She was the first woman to ever call me 'Mommy.'

As a trans woman, I dress for solidarity. I dress to be identified. And now, I have received my "dress blues."

DoubleCakes dishes out advice to a reader who did something unseemly in her one-night-stand's bed.

The cycle of un-addressed intimate partner violence in MMA continues for War Machine, now recovering from a suicide attempt.

Jane Lynch, Aubrey Plaza, Rosario Dawson, Laverne Cox . . . we're looking at you.

Every Friday, our very DoubleCakes scours the videosphere for the best cringe-inducing documentaries, found footage and TV specials of yore.

We deserve to be safe. We deserve to live—even at the cost of your flawed, incomplete grasp of lesbian identity.