-Question submitted by Anonymous

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Dannielle Says: 

I think he’d be a nicely dressed black boy with glasses. He would live pretty simply. I imagine he’d have six shirts and three pairs of pants. One pair of comfy shoes and one pair of dress shoes. He’d have a real clean apartment and would live by himself, but have people over all the time. 

He would probably wonder why we are all so mean to each other. He would want to know why we take the time to say awful things to each other on twitter / facebook / tumblr and he wouldn’t understand why we were all in such a hurry all the time. I don’t think he’d be that good at twitter. I don’t think he’d go out to eat all the time. I don’t think he’d get angry very easily. I don’t think he’d hate anyone. 

I think it would be really easy to make him laugh. I think he’d fall in love relatively quickly. I think he’d treat everyone he met as if they were old friends. I think he’d give great hugs and think he would smile all the time. 

Kristin Says:

I think God would be genderqueer just like Jesus. #facts

I think God would wear flowy clothing made of linen, and then just when you thought you knew what was up, would arrive to your house wearing skinny jeans and a leather jacket and a Miles Davis t-shirt.

I’m pretty sure God would be HILARIOUS, and would be really excited to go see Rob Delaney at the Music Hall of Williamsburg with me this Saturday.

I’m also certain God would be on a magic carpet straight to North Carolina right now and would be like OH YEAH FOOLS?! {then shoot off a lightning bolt of power that doesn’t harm anyone but opens people’s eyes to ridiculous discriminatory acts}

If here today, y’all, God would fuck. shit. up. and say something like, “You all need to think using those brains I gave to you and stop pretending you know everything. Also, be kind to each other! Also, everyoneisgay.com for life. Boom.”

-Question submitted by Anonymous

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Dannielle Says: 

no? yes? I dunno, I’m not friends with the genderqueer police. 

Here’s what I think about identity…I don’t get it… I don’t understand the need for a label, I don’t understand the need for a gender and a sexuality and how those things correlate, I don’t understand why we all constantly fight about the ‘right way’ to be a certain identity. I just don’t get it. I think, the way you identify is the way you identify, regardless of the way you look or act or smell or poop. You are who you are because that is who you are… right?

The fact of the matter is, every word associated with identity has about 4 million different definitions. I know that we perceive certain identities a certain way, but when it comes down to it, nothing is black and white and however you identify is correct. What matters most is how you feel. If you feel comfortable and confident in who you are, who cares what you call it, ya know? If anyone questions you tell them to come and talk to me… *makes mean face*

Kristin Says:

Dude. No. NO YOU DON’T HAVE TO CUT YOUR HAIR TO BE GENDERQUEER.

I’m sorry for yelling. It’s not meant to scold you it’s just that… well, it’s just that I wish that it was made clearer to all of you out there that identity is something that is personal to who we are and how we feel, and not affected by the way we present or what other people perceive of us.

Now, sure, I make jokes about my proclivity for cats and converse in relation to the word “lesbian” and that I date ladies… but I am also fully aware that the word “lesbian” doesn’t quite sum me up, and that if I wore different shoes and didn’t like animals, I could still like ladies just as much.

Genderqueer means different things to different people, but ultimately what we are talking about is the fact that the labels of GIRL and BOY don’t make sense to you or how you feel in this world. Which makes sense to me because GIRL and BOY are, in many ways, just made-up labels themselves. The length of your hair ain’t got nuthin’ to do with it.

Plus, Jesus had long hair and was totally gender-queer.

(Leviticus 14)

(Totally Kidding)

(Everyone Calm Down)

(Happy Friday)

Dannielle Says:

This. Just. In.

I come from a family of murderers….SORT OF. My Nana’s uncle was shot by his wife (her bail was set at $1,500) and my nana’s great grandad was an outlaw….HE WAS WANTED…bc he was a total murderer. Soooooo basically don’t piss me off bc who knows what could happen. 

But seriously, Christmas for the moms side of the fam was yesterday and we ended up pilfering through the oldest of old photos, dating back to like the 20s, it was pretty cool to learn things about my family that i never would have even thought about…also, found this gem:

SO WHATEVER. THIS IS MY LIFE. I WISH I STILL HAD THAT SWEATER. 

Kristin Says:

Well. If Dannielle’s family is a family of murderers, I can only say that my family is a family of idiots. In the best sense of the word, of course. 

My sister, who lives in LA, is home for the holidays and the chaos has already begun. First of all, she packed 12 pairs of shoes for her 10 day stay here in New York…so, that’s one thing. Second of all, last night she purchased a coffee mug that holds an entire pot of coffee. Third of all, my mom just walked into my room and said, “WHO IS THE GUY THAT IS SLEEPING ON OUR FLOOR?”

So.

Oh, and also, this is what my sister did to my mom’s nativity set, which she hasn’t noticed yet….

Merry Christmas!