It’s Bisexual Awareness Week, Y’All

I first came out as bisexual in high school in a scary wasteland called Montana in 1999. Now, I wasn’t out to everybody, but enough people guessed I was queer of some sort I routinely got called the f word. I came out to more people as bisexual in high school than I did trans because I still didn’t quite know what trans meant for me. I also assumed that being bisexual would be easier to explain.  Read More It’s Bisexual Awareness Week, Y’All

For Feminists Who Resort To Racism When Slut Shaming Is Not Enough

White Feminists, we need to have a chat about this unruly beast we call feminism, and the intersection of race and sexuality. I like to assume that you mean well, but you’ve been fucking up quite a bit in the last few months, and I think it’s my duty as your presumptive sister-in-arms to do some minor course correcting for all our sakes. Read More For Feminists Who Resort To Racism When Slut Shaming Is Not Enough

My Favorite Bisexual

Bi Visibility Day (aka Celebrate Bisexuality Day) was September 23. In fact, this entire week is Bi Awareness Week. I’m bisexual, so hi. And I want to talk about my favorite (pop culture) bisexual.

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Self Care and Why I Think Tina Belcher is Amazing

I have been thinking a lot about Tina Belcher, oldest sibling on the animated Fox television show, Bob’s Burgers.

I’ve been in a heavy slump lately, stressed out with school, looking for work, and holding on to my dreams and ambitions, all while trying to regulate my anxiety. It hasn’t been easy, especially because, as much as I love change, I also don’t know how to function when it happens. Cue Tina Belcher and her gripping life by the groin (literally) mentality. Read More Self Care and Why I Think Tina Belcher is Amazing

My Vulgar Peculiarities: How I Came to Love My Vibrator

The first time I saw Madonna’s “Justify My Love” music video, I was only about 6 or 7 years old. It was playing on a late night music video show on MTV, and because I always had minimal supervision, I saw the whole music video without interruption, or fear of my parents finding out. I watched in awe and discomfort, instantly intrigued by the vivid images and movements between Madonna and the dancers, caressing and groping each other in each scene. I was too young to understand the complexity of these images, but looking back on this memory, I know that particular moment was the first time I became sexually excited.

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Speak Now: Talking About Sexual Needs

Q. My sex drive is bigger than my man’s. When we have sex, I always initiate first and if he gets off first, he’s done and I am left feeling horny, angry, and sad that he doesn’t seem to care enough to help me out or want to satisfy me. I want sexual attention back just like I give him. I ain’t going to beg and I’m sick of doing it myself. It doesn’t bother him one bit to not finish the job after I just gave him 100% and satisfaction. What am I to do? Read More Speak Now: Talking About Sexual Needs

Best of P-Mag: The Power of Being a Promiscuous Woman

Miz J, Miz J, Miz J: I will never not forgive this woman for raising the bar on being real. As a woman who’s had her sex life used to define her all her life, Miz J’s piece came at a particular time when I said, “Fuck it. I am promiscuous. I identify as a slut-whore-ho. What are you gonna do about it?” Look at the way she just mauls the double-standard apart! The way she talks about how we learn to navigate sex and sexual expectation through a culture that’s already against us. Miz J deserves a star in heaven for helping me understand better the nature of my sexual classification, how to take it back, and how to whoop ass with it. – Coco Papy Read More Best of P-Mag: The Power of Being a Promiscuous Woman