Executive Director of PhillyGayCalendar
Sweetumses, this week’s All Stars put my balloon knot all in a twist. My cat Phi Phi coughed up hairball after hairball after hairball, but when the dust settled, everybody felt a little bitch better. So let’s fire up the jets and get in the tub.
Stones in His Pockets, a play by Marie Jones, directed by Lindsay Posner, is now at the Berlind Theatre at the McCarter Theatre Center until February 11.
Hey now. It’s All Stars. Get your fame on. Let’s play. I just watched episode two with my corgis Kremy Ma, Uniqla, Minerva, and Shan’t, and we have a few thoughts. But we’re gonna keep it cute. Like Meemaw Ru, we do sassy but we don’t do bitchy. But also we also aren’t sure of the difference. Ochre?
Call Me by Your Name is one of those films that will take you unaware. Perhaps it’s due to it being (somewhat incorrectly) labelled as a gay love story, and a complicated one at that, since it does involve a minor and an adult in a same sex relationship.
The Arden Theatre Company is presenting a version of the Ibsen play by Simon Stephens at their intimate Arcadia Stage until March 4.
A Christmas Carol is a holiday tradition for many over the years, bringing much joy to those who see it. Try to see it this year. It may be the start of a holiday tradition for you, too.
The celebrated Menier Chocolate Factory production of The Color Purple, the Musical is now at the Forrest Theatre. Based upon the novel by Alice Walker, The Color Purple, the Musical, has a book by famed playwright Marsha Norman, with music and lyrics by three famous musicians, Brenda Russell, Alee Willis, and Stephen Bray. John Doyle designed the set, musical staging, and directed this production.
I’ve always been a tomboy. From elementary school on, any time I picked my own clothes they were always oversized and typically from the boys department. At some point during college I realized my attraction to women and identified as a lesbian until recently. The label never quite felt right, but I couldn’t put my finger on why that was. Denial was easier than working through it. I did not have many resources and wasn’t comfortable discussing my dysphoria. As I entered adulthood, I began to present myself in a very androgynous way. This helped ease the dysphoria a bit, but only temporarily.
Stray dog, dog catcher, apple seller, FDR, orphans, Judge Louis Brandeis and Sandy. It must be the classic Broadway musical Annie now at the Paper Mill Playhouse
I think it was 5 or so, and knowing I wasn’t a ‘girl’ in the way that the other girls in kindergarten were. I didn’t know what the alternative was though, so I just went along with it. I think it probably wasn’t until middle school that I was even introduced to the possibility of trans and non-binary identities, but I didn’t openly identify as nb until sophomore year of college.