Jetta Rae DoubleCakes

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

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

Other gaming communities could learn a thing or two from the surprisingly (mostly) welcoming world of pinball.

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

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

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

A tale as old as rhyme: boy meets girl, gets his feelings hurt, and spreads her personal information on the internet. Here's my take on Zoe Quinn.

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

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.

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