Drag Brunch with the work fam!

Enjoy the Pacific Northwest!

Maybe we can send him there instead.

RuPaul rocking waist-length box braids with gold cuffs, channeling Brandy’s Cinderella with a high-fashion twist, would be an absolute serve.

I don’t know what half of this means, but it sounds like a physics equation! Live your best life, mama!

Good morning!

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Good morning, you fabulous human!

Classic Meg!

They crossed a threshold they claim they never drew, one marked not by merit or kindness, but by the comfort of unchallenged beliefs. They chose this, and that choice—silent as it might have been—is unmistakable.

Yet, they implore me to love and follow Jesus? Is this following Jesus? If this is it, then that is no God that holds space for me anymore.

What cuts deeper is that this conviction doesn’t feel foreign. It doesn’t come from some distant, faceless group—it comes from the same voices that once taught me about fairness, about care without strings. Those voices, so steadfast before, now ring hollow.