Jetta Rae DoubleCakes

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

Hailing from the bowels of hell, it's time to meet Pocahottie, Sexy Eskimo, Sexy China Doll . . . and more!

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

Visibility and respect, held with tired arms in a dire double headlock—this is the struggle of women in sports.

There's a dresser in my drawer, and all it contains is a flannel shirt and a picture of me and Henrietta, from Christmas 2013.

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

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

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

News that televangelist Angley forced congregants to have abortions shocked the nation. But his actions don't exist in a vacuum.

When you openly deride poor/sick/incarcerated people who have access to nutritious and delicious food, you set us all up for failure.