Can you smell it? Fall is on the way. Sure, it’s still sunny and warm out, but the sunset begins at dinnertime instead of halfway through the evening, and the edges of the leaves are just beginning to turn red as you speed along the highway. Which is exactly what I did twice this past… More leather north and south of the border
Any writers out there? I’ve got two calls for submissions for ya. One is from the Canadian Gay and Lesbian Archives, which is running a first-person essay contest. The other is from Rupert Raj, a prominent Canadian trans activist based in Toronto, who’s coordinating an anthology about the history of Canadian trans activism – a… More canadian queer and trans writers – these are for you!
Some of you may remember from last year that my kick-ass colleague Jacqueline St-Urbain and I organized Canada’s only weekend event for leatherdykes and trans people – An Unholy Harvest. It was the first of its kind in well over a decade, and it was a raging success. Well, we decided to do it all… More calling all canadian leatherdykes… an unholy harvest is back!
I make a pretty poor rope bondage top. I know enough basics to get me where I want to go, and to make the occasional pretty tie, but I’m by no means someone who holds an encyclopedic knowledge of knots and harness styles. I wouldn’t attempt more than a basic or partial suspension. I’ve had… More the eloquence of rope
I have a confession to make: sometimes, I like to relax. It’s a bit mind-boggling, but over the long weekend I actually went away and hung out at a cottage with no internet access, and then last night I (gasp!) went to a movie! An empty-souled blockbuster, no less! And I ate movie snacks! I… More kink in the city of two-cheek kisses