Aster took her time to appraise the way Ellie looked standing at the edge of the bed in her underwear. Ellie didn’t look that much different from any other time. She was wearing a long striped T-Shirt, and Aster assumed there probably was at least another piece of clothing under the shirt, if not more. The only difference to Ellie’s usual attire was that instead of jeans, it was boxer shorts what covered her legs.
Ellie’s choice in clothing shouldn’t be noteworthy, after months of dating, and nights of curling together in bed, Aster was used to the other girl reserved nature. But the fact Aster was wearing the smallest black lace panties she had managed to find, made the contrast evident. Still, Aster couldn’t get herself to feel anything but an immense amount of love for her silly girlfriend.
I sometimes wonder how there are people in the world so talented. And I don’t mean they are talented and skilled in one specific thing, but they have multiple talents. One example is how a lot of actors, are also great singers. Unfair, I say! The good part of it, is that we get to enjoy it.
That’s the case of The Half of It stars, Leah Lewis and Alexxis Lemiere, who came together to share a short rendition of the movie’s most important song: Seventeen by Sharon Van Etten. Of course, it was beautiful and brought up again all my love for the amazing Alice Wu movie.
It is no secret that the for last few years The Bold Type has been an important part of my life. I’ve enjoyed the show as a whole, but Adena El Amin, Kat Edison and their relationship is what really captured me. Them, the way they represented parts of me I had never had a chance to see represented, and the small community that formed around them have been a cornerstone of my life for 4 years now.
It’s also no secret that over the last few seasons the show has brought me more disappointments that happiness. I’ve stuck around, trying to enjoy the few good moments, and hoping they would eventually do better. But you can only give a show, or anything, so many chances before you give up.
Adena wasn’t surprised when she heard the news. Only at the fact she didn’t hear them from Kat. They expected it. It was why Kat did it on her own, to protect Adena. They knew being fired, at minimum, was the most likely consequence of exposing RJ’s tax returns, and with them his homophobia and hypocrisy.
No, Adena wasn’t surprised. Even if she thought it was unfair and it angered her that even if they had gotten a slice of justice, the world still protected those on top by creating consequences for those who dared to expose them. Kat was strong enough to risk it all, but Adena knew not everybody could afford to. And she wondered, not for the first time, if she had made the right decision by taking the job at Scarlet.
Maybe it’s a good thing most TV Shows are on hiatus right now, maybe I will finally catch up before they start filming again. At the rate I’m going, it’s going to take a while and this show it’s only 10 episodes long.
I will be liveblogging Episode 3 of The L Word Generation Q this Thursday July 2 at 8:00 p.m. Central Time.
When it comes to fictional characters, I’m starting to believe I have a type. What it says about me or how it reflects on my real-life relationships is not something I want to think about. But there is one thing I can share with all of you. Since I was a kid, I have vivid memories of being fascinated by certain characters. Always female. To the point where I can say today that I was in love with them.
At the time I didn’t understand it, though it was simple admiration. But now I know better. Most of the times, it’s characters that have things I find lacking in myself. Personality traits I wish I had. They are usually confident, admired by their peers, maybe a little mean. A lot of the times they did things I would never dare to do myself, be rebellious, speak up. I’ve always been a people pleaser.
Again, I don’t want to explore too deep what that means, but it is what it is. In the end, no matter the reason, these characters and my fascination with them are a fundamental part of who I am. Growing up, and even now, fictional characters allowed me to have a connection, to find inspiration and a sense of belonging.
I started watching One Day at a Time like I start watching most TV Shows. Someone on social media, or a website I follow, recommended it because it had lesbian representation. It was also about a Hispanic family, and as Latin myself those things together were an automatic sale. But I never imagined how much I would get to love this show, how perfect it was, and how deeply seeing myself represented, the Hispanic part, not the gay part, would hit me.
Representation Matter. That is a sentence that I’ve heard a lot of times. To the point it may even lose some of its power. But it’s true. I don’t think there’s a way to describe how impactful it was to look at the screen and not only see myself. But I saw my mom, my grandmother, my brother. I had never seen that on TV.
I think the show is masterful beyond its representation of Cuban-American and Hispanic families. The humor, the sensitive tackling of so many sensitive topics, and above all, its ability to touch us, hit us at our core of our feelings, and make us cry as much as it makes us laugh make it a must watch show for anyone. But for me, particularly, I want to talk about the parts of myself I see in it, and that had made it even more powerful.
With their animated episode coming out this week, no better time to reflect on how much this show means.
A video with some of the most significant moments of Adena El-Amin on The Bold Type. Adena is the only Muslim Lesbian on TV. Her strength and passion made a lot of us fall in love with her, even when the show didn’t make her justice. Show: The Bold Type Character: Adena El-Amin Music: Lion Babe – Wonder Woman.
A little bird told me you are coming back to town for the Holidays. I can’t believe it’s already been months since you took a train and left us all behind. I wasn’t sure if you would make the trip. I wouldn’t blame you if Ioha was more attractive to you than the same old streets we have grown up walking. But I’m glad you are visiting.
I can only imagine how good it feels to know you aren’t stuck here. Even if you come back, you know for sure there are bigger things waiting for you a train ride away. It must be comforting. But you will be happy to know I’m not dying of jealousy and envy.
Usually I would, but I’ve already heard back from some of the schools I applied to. I’m starting to really believe that there’s something out there for me too. I have to confess it’s scary. To have it moving from a dream, to possibility, to reality it’s nerve-wracking.