Up Front

Adele is right about one thing, ladies: Rumor has it.

And if that tricky little bugger rumor has you too, chances are that you’re screwed.

We’ve all been in the midst of a gossip storm before. Sometimes, it ain’t pretty. Like a grown-up game of telephone, whatever was originally intended is rarely what ends up being repeated.

You let it slip that so-and-so slept with you-know-who a time or two, and suddenly so-and-so is getting high fives across the board or getting called a slut behind her back, depending on the crowd.

Up Front

Everyone has been there. You can avoid it all you want to, but in every new relationship, the holidays eventually roll around and it becomes a necessity to meet your new ladyfriend’s family and for them to meet yours, as well.

Depending on the situation, this can cause a lot of stress.

If one of you is still in the closet, it turns into a big awkward lie that needs to be artfully crafted. This leads you to say, “This is my … er … ROOMMATE.” Or new best friend. Or some stranger you picked up on the way that needed a place to crash.

Up Front

Somebody wise once said that art imitates life, and all I have to say to that is, “Amen, sistah friend.”

There’s a reason that the "crazy family dinner scene" is a well-known film and literary trope. Nothing says fight quite like a bunch of people brought together by blood instead of commonality. Throw something like "Uncle Frank is wine-drunk and just called Aunt Jean an Orca" in the mix, and PRESTO! We have Thanksgiving!

Up Front

On Tuesday, my roommate and I drove up to LA and waited in line outside the Vista Theater for approximately three hours to get choice seats at the premiere of Tegan and Sara’s new film "Get Along."

Ending up only about 20 feet from the Quin sisters during the Q & A portion was totally worth it. The crowd was about how you would expect it to be: A sea of lesbians, adorned in a wash of about three different outfits and eight different haircuts.