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She’s Your Dyke Aunty

by and | March 25, 2021

I make pilgrimages and I drove to Palm Springs, a town haunted by Truman Capote’s ghost. Photo essay and words.

White Tank Top

Writing Ourselves Into Bed

by | March 15, 2021

When battered women "move on," sometimes, we "start over" in a new home that's, in many ways, a reconstitution of our old home. We might not be sharing walls or a roof with the piece of shit who fucked us up but the weapons he used remain. Weapons like a bed. They don't look like weapons. They look like ordinary things. That's what's so frightening about them.

Arcelia

An Aspie Man’s Guide to Surviving Ladies Night

by | February 25, 2021

Every time we’ve passed this shop, regardless of direction, this particular rockabilly is stepping out for a smoke. The rockabillies are calming. Their vintage etiquette is so precisely mannered that I know I can rely on them for consistency.

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The Owners of the Hattiesburg Pocket Museum in Mississippi Don’t Want You to Find it

by | December 29, 2020

Curious wanderers exploring downtown Hattiesburg, in Mississippi, beware: the smallest museum in the state—perhaps, in the country—is hiding in plain sight.

Hattiesberg Pocket Museum

Stocking Stuffer

by | December 25, 2020

My hot girlfriend in a stolen bikini on Hollywood Blvd, and other Christmas favorites: a series of Christmas photos from Geoff Cordner and Myriam Gurba

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Lingerie Stanifesto

by | December 22, 2020

Sometimes, it sucks to be a body. Other times, it’s fun. Lingerie is one of those gifts that makes being a body fun. Putting it on is to swaddle yourself in ribbons, bows and straps that speak on your behalf. They assert, “Bitch, I’M the gift, a gift to MYSALF.”

Brontez Purnell & The Occupational Hazards of Sex

by | December 17, 2020

A Conversation with Writer, Musician, Dancer, Filmmaker, Performance Artist and Legend Brontez Purnell: "My dad would always try to make me go fishing and there was a time a couple of years ago where I really wrestled with the idea of writing the erotic adventures of Huckleberry Finn... Scott O’Hara clued into my writing when I was younger. There's a picture of him where he has this huge hard-on and a skateboard or whatever. I read his memoir when I was 18 or 19 and the writing was like, “And then he separated my glistening cheeks and I achieved nine orgasms.”

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A Letter from the Editor

by | December 11, 2020

One of the things I fantasized about was growing tall. My family does produce statuesque Mexicans so I believed that this goal was attainable. As a result of early childhood caffeination, I topped out at five feet. Tasteful Rude, however, is the manifestation of another early dream.

Myriam Gurba in Tijuana

The tech entrepreneur is making dating insufferable

by | December 2, 2020

Love and libertarians don’t mix When I watch Congressional hearing after Congressional hearing, featuring multimillionaire and billionaire tech CEOs who try to justify their roles in destroying our democracy, decimating fair labor practices, and violating the rights of their consumers, I often sit back and consider my dating life.  The two might seem unconnected but, […]

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Myriam Gurba Speaks to Feminist Giant Mona Eltahawy About Revolution

by | September 9, 2020

In the same way that I believe the protests must riot and must loot and must burn shit down, I believe we have a right to defend ourselves. Not just to defend ourselves, I believe we have a right to riot and loot and burn shit down when it comes to these fucking fascist predatory fucks who are in home and on the street.