Not only is San Francisco native Nobilette the first openly gay singer going into the top round of the competition, but she’s also the first openly gay female to compete in the finals.
From her first appearance on the show, Nobilette talked about being gay and said to Idol judges Jennifer Lopez, Harry Connick, Jr. and Keith Urban, “I’m very obviously gay, and there are always going to be people in America and everywhere else who are definitely going to hate me,” she said. “But I think in the last two years there have been a lot of things that have really changed that and have made it a positive thing.”
AfterEllen jumped on the phone earlier this week with the singer, who told us about the experience on the show thus far and how her girlfriend, Casey Ellis, is reacting to her part in the popular competition.
As a child I possessed an undeniable runt like quality, and spent almost every lunchtime reading alone in some grim, Floridian public school system corner. As an adult, I’ve had to make a conscious effort to be a charming champagne bubble about town rather than invisible corner dweller. By the end of any given fete, there’s always that one girl blissfully unaware of how much less people like her now.
You are working that head merkin, lady. Australia, you have been doing some good work lately. I mean it: for a long time I just thought of you as the place that gave us The Wiggles and where my ex-girlfriend moved, but I may have to forgive both those grudges in light of your recent TV offerings. I fell madly in love with Wentworth last year, and now there’s another gritty, crime-centered drama with a lesbian lead: Janet King.
Gay marriage is unnatural. So is straight marriage. Marriage of any kind is unnatural. To attempt to become one with a single person is pointless. Eventually we will all become one in the void.
All hail the void
I had a dream about Ellen Page last week, which I do not need to tell you about other than she appeared. I’m from the Joan Didion school of thought that other people’s dreams are, for the most part, boring, but besides that, I can only remember that she was there. Then the news that Julianne Moore would join her in the upcoming movie Freeheld came out on Thursday, news I’ve been searching my newsfeed for anxiously since the project was announced three years ago, and even more fervently since word came an “Academy-Award winning actress” had been sent the script with interest in the role. That was good enough for me; reason enough to believe that somehow I had intuited some kind of great news about actresses I like and a film I’ve been waiting for.
On Friday night when I saw that Ellen Page had come out during an HRC conference, I was driving to Seattle from my house in Portland. I was already late for dinner plans with friends so I couldn’t watch the speech until later that night, but I thought about Ellen a lot before I could see what she’d said. Since I watched her eight minute speech, I have not been able to get her out of my head.
Let me preface this entire thing by telling you that I love Disney movies. I love them. I always have. And I hope I always will. Yes, there are some major flaws to a lot of them, especially the older ones, but when it’s all boiled down, Disney movies are about hope. They’re about wishing and dreaming and never giving up. Sure, more of them could be about actively achieving your goals, instead of relying on a fairy godmother or a sea witch, but all in all, the messages are intended to be positive, and that’s what I will always take from them.
That being said, as a lesbian, there’s a limit to what I could take from these stories. Belle (Beauty and the Beast) was an outcast, different from everyone in her town, and the only one who didn’t fall for the “handsome guy,” but that’s pretty much where the comparison ends. She knew she was different, but was mostly OK with it, and knew that someday, if she could just escape the “poor, provincial” town, she’d be alright. Ariel (The Little Mermaid) harbored a forbidden love, (“He’s a human, you’re a mermaid!”) and knew that just because someone was different didn’t mean they were bad, but ultimately had to choose between her family and her love — and chose a man she barely knew over her father and sisters. Mulan didn’t feel comfortable in the roles society was trying to force on her, and had to pretend to be a boy to be able to achieve her goals, when that wasn’t quite the right fit either (and eventually had a romantic pairing with a man).
Frozen, however, features a storyline that resonates more for me than any of those. And that’s Elsa’s.
Now, of course, the correlation isn’t 100% on the nose, but there are enough similarities that I think it’s safe to say that she is, overall, the easiest for a queer girl to relate to. Though I only represent one letter of the LGBTQ alphabet and can speak only for myself.
So, in no particular order, a non-exhaustive list of reasons, why Elsa is a gay girl’s Disney princess. (I’ll try to avoid some of the major plot points involving other characters, but there will definitely be spoilers in this post, so if you haven’t seen the movie, you’ve been warned.)
Having been at the Vancouver Winter Olympics in 2010, I was vaguely aware of the buzz about Olympic Village romances. But frankly, as an athlete who competed from Day 2 to Day 14, it wasn’t exactly my story. Neither is it the topic of this piece, so my apologies in advance for those on the edge of their seats. However, I am talking about love; a love that manifests in every possible emotion and sensation, which accompany competition on the biggest stage in sports. When the bright lights and cameras are focused on the scope of your career, and the moment finally arrives, no words are sufficient to describe the feeling.
Mercedes-Benz Fashion Week concludes today in New York City, and, for the lesbian fashionista, there were a handful of designs that distinctly spoke to us. Yes, Style.com, from what I saw grace the runways, “lesbian chic” is here to stay.
To clarify, I take “lesbian chic” to embody a particular sensibility rather than how it is commonly interpreted as recommending the fetishization of lesbians. Clearly, “lesbian” is not a monolithic category, and therefore there is not a uniform lesbian aesthetics.
That said, one could proffer a fluid definition of “lesbian chic” from certain aesthetic sensibilities identified with lesbians, historically associated with, and arguably born out of, 20th century fashion trends, from the slim-fit tailoring and low waistlines of the 1920s flapper era to the even more androgynous, Annie Hall inspired, looks of the 1970s. In the 21st century, these styles have been appropriated in two primary ways: the more casual, punk style, which I would associate with American and some European designers, and the more refined, sophisticated style found in the designs of the new crop of highly talented Asian designers.