Our first argument was about Stella McCartney lingerie. Is that perhaps the most lipstick lesbian thing I have ever said? BY ROSIE MUSSEN On our first date, Pearl and I dressed remarkably similarly. The vibe was very smasual (smart casual), with both of us in simple black tops with brightly coloured trousers. Mine were mustard [….]
When you fancy someone as stupendously as I fancied Pearl, it sort of takes over, and influences everything you do. BY ROSIE MUSSEN When you’ve roamed the world looking for another lipstick lesbian to share your life with, the realisation that you’ve finally found one can be a little overwhelming. I had never been as [….]
Ever-reducing wardrobe space and stepping on mascara in the morning aside, I’ve never felt more at home BY ROSIE MUSSEN, IMAGE VIA HERO IMAGES 8 months ago, Pearl and I moved in together. It was the best decision I’ve made to date. We went from having nearly 100 miles between us to no distance at [….]
Is there anything sexier than a hot, steamy bath for two? BY ROSIE MUSSEN, IMAGE VIA INSTAGRAM Ah, bath time. Is there anything sexier than a hot, steamy bath for two? I’m talking about those gloriously indulgent baths. The ones where candles flicker and red wine flows. The sort of bath where you and your [….]
“Hey, we’ve matched in three different apps now so we should probably just get married.” BY ROSIE MUSSEN, IMAGE VIA DATINGNEWS.COM I was walking down the street when I saw her. I hadn’t considered that today might be the day I meet the woman of my dreams, why would I have? I was characteristically walking [….]
Welcome to femme invisibility. BY ROSIE MUSSEN, IMAGE BY KEVIN KOZICKI The lighting is dim and the wine is flowing. A candle flickers in between us and I feel a rush of anticipation as my leg brushes Pearl’s underneath the table. We gaze at each other, full of desire. A voice says, “You have beautiful eyes”. It [….]
At the end of every passionate embrace I wonder, “Have I ruined my lipstick?” BY ROSIE MUSSEN, IMAGE VIA BROADLY, THE GENDER SPECTRUM COLLECTION This wouldn’t be a very good column about the trials and tribulations of being a lipstick lesbian if I didn’t mention the rather obvious problem of actual lipstick. My first kiss [….]
