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26. for people who aren’t looking to fall in love: horizontal with a bisexual slut

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This is Fiona at Burning Man.

26. for people who aren’t looking to fall in love: horizontal with a bisexual slut

Welcome to the second episode of the second season of horizontal with lila, the podcast about intimacy recorded while lying down.  In this episode, I lie down with my sweet friend Fiona. Fiona is an architecture student, a first generation Nuyorican, a bisexual woman, and one of the most deliciously sensual humans I’ve ever known.


Fiona:  I lost my virginity at 13 …

Lila:  Whoa…

Fiona:  And … that was, an attempt to get my … boyfriend to fall in love with me.

Lila:  Ohhh, I understand that.                                                             Fiona:  And—

Fiona:  It didn’t work. And then my attitude toward sex changed. I— when that recipe didn’t work, I realized, “Well, it’s not the ingredient for love, then… but it’s fun!” So, until I find out what the ingredient for love is … this certainly works at getting boys to like me.

Lila:  Yeah.

Fiona:  So, I used that … for many years. And …

Lila:  Did you have a lot of physical pleasure during that time, like, was your first time pleasurable?

Fiona:  I don’t— remember it being very pleasurable, nope. I remember— foreplay always being fun.

Lila:  Yes

Fiona:  Foreplay is always fun.

Lila:  Yes.

*

Fiona:  I, I came out as … poly … to my father.

Lila:  Really?

Fiona:  But it was before I could really explain what it was, it wasn’t— it wasn’t very good timing. My timing wasn’t— good. I was just so excited (Lila mm’s) and I felt so free … and I was happy for myself … and … before finding the community, I was in a monogamous relationship with my girlfriend, and … that didn’t end very well. She fell very sick, (Lila mm’s) and it was generally dysfunctional from the start, and then—

Lila:  In what way?

Fiona:  Because she was sick from the very beginning but I didn’t know the extent of it.

Lila:  Was it omitted? Was it kept from you?

Fiona:  It was omitted. The, the gravity of it was omitted. And it was … told to me by our mutual friends but … I think I was … blinded by my love for her. That I didn’t see it or I chose not to see it.

Lila:  And do you think she was afraid that you wouldn’t enter into a relationship with her if you knew the extent of how sick she was?

Fiona:  Absolutely. That had to ha— I don’t know any other reason why she wouldn’t really explain …

Lila:  Did you feel blindsided?

Fiona:  I did; I was very resentful, and I’m still recovering from that relationship.

Lila:  Yeah…

Fiona:  But when I— fell out of that, I had a— about six months of celibacy … and … a lot … there was a lot of trauma from, from that relationship. I, I wanted to be poly … and I asked for permission from her … towards the end when our relationship was getting very rocky and (Lila mm’s) I wasn’t having my needs met and she felt really hurt by that request and, and then I cheated (Lila mm’s) annnd … and then I got pregnant.

*

Lila:  In a conversation that Alex and I had recently, he said that … (sigh) His family seems to have a pretty dim view of me, and the word that I would use is that they think that I am selfish. (Fiona mm’s) And he said, “I suspect that— that’s why you don’t like children, because then, it’s not about what you want. You have to— sacrifice, and give up you— what you want in favor of what … the child want,” but that’s the view of his family. His family has this … this supreme value on self-sacrifice— (Fiona mm’s) —for others in the family. I hold an extremely— an extreme reverence for: balance. Being able to take care of yourself so you can sustainably help others and … (Fiona hm’s, Lila sighs) I think he’s right about children, because I find them so annoying and I just want to speak with the adults (Fiona laughs) I just want to (Lila laughs), I just find them so annoying.

Fiona:  Yes!

Lila:  And then, and then I feel a little bit— embarrassed for finding them so annoying. (Fiona nn’s) And not wanting to be around them. (Fiona hm’s) Not— not because I’m a woman but — is it because I’m a woman? —

Fiona:  That might have something to do with it.

Lila:  (overlapping) It might, it might be some, some cultural pressure.

Fiona:  (overlapping) I— would be surprised if it didn’t have a little bit to do with it.

Lila:  At least some. A woman who doesn’t care for children.



Welcome to the second episode of the second season of horizontal with lila, the podcast about intimacy recorded while lying down. 

In this episode, I lie down with my sweet friend Fiona. Fiona is an architecture student, a first generation Nuyorican, a bisexual woman, and one of the most deliciously sensual humans I’ve ever known. At the time of this recording, she had recently trained as a tantrika and was giving erotic massage at a Tantric Temple, which is where she headed right after we finished recording … she was late!

Since then, has retired that persona, feeling that, while she fully supports the rights of women to do tantric sex work, it wasn’t for her. However, she’s dabbled in educational sex work as well, and really enjoys being a demonstration model in an intimate environment — for instance, showcasing hands-on sexual techniques during workshops given by the sex educator Kenneth Play.

This episode was recorded on a marathon day of podcasting in my friend Owen’s basement — which is far less creepy than it sounds, as his basement is a combined recording studio and mother-in-law suite with a queen-sized bed, making it perfect for horizontal.

Fiona holds the record at the Villa for having sex with the most housemates. It seems that everyone is attracted to her! And, lucky for them, she enjoys many flavors of human. Also … some of my housemates are— very good at sharing.

In the first half of our episode together, we talk about being child-free, various forms of birth control, swallowing come, tumblebugging, and coming out as poly.


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Right now, you’ll just have to pretend.

You know how to pretend, right? You just put your mind to it … and come lie down with us.


Links to things:

horizontal’s Patreon, so that you can, in the words of my newest patron, “support what you love”

There seems to be an anatomically-correct doll on the market, but the one that’s gotten all the attention is the one with a penis. HUMPH.

It’s possible to become pregnant while using an IUD for birth control.


Show Notes (feel free to share quotes/resources on social media, and please link to iTunes, this website, or my Patreon!):

iTunes link: https://itunes.apple.com/us/podcast/horizontal-with-lila/id1238031115&ls=1

website link: https://horizontalwithlila.com/

Patreon link: https://www.patreon.com/horizontalwithlila

[3:42]  On nervousness.

[5:03]  The prettiest robe combination so far. [visual aid]

horizontal just prior to recording this episode [visual aid]

[5:24]  When did Fiona start sneaking out of her strict home?

[6:10]  Fiona on having her her mother as her middle school guidance counselor.

[7:08]

Fiona:  I’m first generation Nuyorican, so— both of my —         

Lila:  — which is New York Puerto Rican?

Fiona:  Yesss. Yes. And both of my parents are from Puerto Rico, and … my father was raised in a more urban environment, whereas my— in Ponce, Puerto Rico and my mother was— raised in a more, in a more country environment in the rura— rural area of Puerto Rico, Barranquitas, in the mountains … and … I … Puerto Rico’s still very very Catholic, very homophobic.

Lila:  Hm.

Fiona:  So, some of those ideals, she, she came here at a young age, at around 24, and— being in New York will challenge some of those perspectives … so she— and being an educator, has also forced her to challenge some of those ideas err— that she learned growing up.

[8:28]  What was the relationship like between Fiona’s mother and her father (who was an alcoholic)?

[9:00]  How is Fiona similar to her musician father?

[9:57]  Why did Fiona’s parents have children?

[11:22]

Fiona:  He did his best to … teach us that … having kids is a huge life decision, um, and kind of he, he pushed us in the direction of not wanting to have kids. So he … wouldn’t let us play with baby dolls — he didn’t like us playing with baby dolls. He would buy us Business Barbies instead.

Lila:  Really?!

Fiona:  (chuckling)  Yeah.

Lila:  Business Barbie!

Fiona:  Mmhm.

Lila:  Did you like business Barbie?  (both laugh)

Fiona:  She wasn’t as sexy—

Lila:  I’ll bet!                                                                                      Fiona:  As the other Barbie.

Lila:  (laughs) I’ll bet she wasn’t. I mean, she’s the same when you take her clothes off.

Fiona:  Right, exactly.

Lila:  Which is, isn’t that instantly what every child does with a doll, is like, take all the clothes off?

Fiona:  Yes!

Lila:  And see what’s underneath! (Fiona laughs) And it’s just the, the— there’s no vagina, it’s just this smooth, flat—

Fiona:  I know, or— Lila:  — pubic surface.

Fiona:  They’ll have like this … strange version of a panty—

Lila:  OHH!

Fiona:  That is just a design on the skin—

Lila:  And slightly raised. Fiona:  — of the —

Fiona:  Yes!

Lila:  Ugh, okay. (both laugh) It’s ridiculous. Oh my God, what would it take for them to make anatomically-correct Barbie and Ken?

Fiona:  Whoa.

Lila:  To actually teach children what human bodies are, and that it’s nothing to be ashamed of, everybody has the bodies, and that there’s a variety of— shapes.

[There seems to be an anatomically-correct doll on the market, but the one that’s gotten all the attention is the one with a penis. HUMPH.]

Business Barbie is real, but she is called “Executive Barbie” [see below: Eddie Izzard, executive transvestite]


EDDIE IZZARD-weirdo or executive transvestite??

EDDIE IZZARD- DRESS TO KILL..XD HA HA

[13:13]  On wanting to be child-free.

[13:44]  A late-night experience Fiona had over gelato at the Hacienda Maison in NOLA.

[14:39]  Why Alex thinks Lila doesn’t want children.

[16:20]  Fiona and the permanent birth control.

[17:09]  The IUD, the pill.

[20:53]  On swallowing come.

[23:23]

Lila:  Do you do it because it’s pleasurable for you, or as a sort of gift to them, because that’s how I did it.

Fiona:  Hmmm.

Lila:  It was like, “I will offer you this … by not …. spitting you out, by not—

Fiona:  Right.

Lila:  I will accept you into my body.

Fiona:  I … take— great pleasure in it. I s— I, I see it as a gift, in both ways? It’s their gift to me and— and because of that potency that I know it carries … and— and even the ceremonious— giving of it to me, the, the orgasm, the ejaculation, the, the climax itself, is, is, it just feels … appropriate. To. Make it a part of myself.

[25:02]  Lila’s elementary school memory of the note down the pants.

[26:16]  The blind spots in Lila’s memory.

[27:06]  The dirty magazine that Lila’s childhood friend found in the gutter, and where she hid it.

[27:49]  Where Lila’s fantasy about brothers stems from.

[28:05]  Tumblebugging.

[28:10]

Lila:  So, to the best of my ability, I discerned that it was to— have, like, be in a, a little clinch—

Fiona:  Yeah.

Lila:  Facing each other.

Fiona:  Uhhuh.

Lila:  And be wrapped around each other — limbs wrapped around each other — and then have a few thrusts and then roll over, and then have a few pumps and roll over, and have a few thrusts and then roll over. (Fiona cracks up) And have a few pumps, and, so tumblebugging— and that’s, that’s what I remember so vividly, and I remember being so aroused by the idea of being with brothers. They weren’t with each other, that wasn’t what— that didn’t arouse me—

Fiona:  Mmhm.

Lila:  The idea of having two brothers focused on me, which then, later on, I wound up fantasizing about with Alex, which caused some problems not with him but (laughing) the brother, who now really does not think so well of me. (both laugh)

Fiona:  It’s an innocent fantasy! It’s just a fantasy!

Lila:  I know. I shouldn’t have shared it with him.

[29:58]  A possible origin of Lila’s interest in older men.

[30:28]  The first man Lila gave oral sex to.

[31:34]  Where did Lila hide the dirty magazine?

[32:13]

Lila:  I do remember my mother saying … “Lila, sex is not dirty. Sex is something that happens between people that love each other, and it’s a wonderful thing, but this is dirty.” […] And so, she made a very clear distinction.

No caption necessary, methinks.

[33:11]  The attitudes towards sex in Fiona’s household.

[33:56]

Fiona:  I remember one time, crossing the street — my mom was the guidance counselor at the middle school that I went to so that made it a little, like, a lot more difficult.

Lila:  Yes, of course! (laughs)

Fiona:  — to get away with things, so, I have many … fetishes that relate to the things I was shamed for growing up.

Lila:  Like…

Fiona:  This one, in particular, about getting away with things—

Lila:  Yeah.

Fiona:  And— is one of them … so it was always hard for me to get away with things, and, with my mother being there all the time, I remember— crossing the street, I thought I was in the clear. I was about two blocks away from my school, and I was hanging out with my friends, and I thought she was working late, and my— boyfriend, as boyfriend-y as middle school relationships can get, had his arms around me, and that was … implicit enough, that was suggestive enough of our relationship, and … (lowering her voice) she honked the horn!

[35:43]  Fiona on her virginity and foreplay.

[36:38]  What was Fiona’s first experience of penetration by a cock?

[39:09]  Why does Fiona think her parents are still together?

[38:36]

Fiona:  For many years I felt responsible for the health of my parent’s relationship. (Lila mm’s) And … through … a lot of work— and one powerful family session— I mentioned this out loud and … it was stated that that’s not necessary, it’s not true, I’m not responsible for their relationship. And—

Lila:  The— therapist said that, or they did?

Fiona:  They did.

Lila:  They did.

Fiona:  Somehow — and I thought it was shocking that they were shocked, that I felt that way —  (Lila mm’s) — but when they heard me say that … they promised, they assured me that it wasn’t necessary for me to feel that way.

Lila:  Whooo … my mom only told me much later on that she had stayed with my father … many years longer … because of me. Also partially it had to have been that she got sick. (Fiona mm’s) My father was caring for her. (Fiona mmhm’s) She had cancer — colon cancer — when I was 7, 8, and 9. As far as I know, right. My, my memory, also very— incomplete from that time … but ….. that thought felt very oppressive to me. Because they really didn’t seem very happy. And my mom revealed to me, much later on, that she had had an affair at the end, but that … they had had an understanding. (Fiona mm’s faintly) That they’d said that their marriage— it’s so interesting, my mom’s so shocked about things like that, she was shocked when I told her about Andrew’s relationships (Fiona mmhm’s) and how he lives with his wife on the first floor and his girlfriend lives on the second floor and—

Fiona:  (quietly) Right.

Lila:  — she was so astonished, but my, my parents said that they had an open relationship, they were like…

Fiona:  Oh.

Lila:  … but they didn’t exercise it.

[42:17]  Fiona on coming out as poly, and her last (fraught) monogamous relationship.

[44:24]  Fiona tells the story of getting pregnant while on the IUD. And her prophetic dream.

[46:05]  On her abortion.

Fiona:  And it wasn’t until I had that dream — I took the test, and it couldn’t have been more positive, and I had a procedure done. And within three days — and this is, also, this validates, it confirms my desire not to have children — I just, I didn’t even give it a second thought. (Lila mm’s) Within three days, I wasn’t pregnant anymore and I knew something had to change from there on. I knew the way I did relationships had to change.

[46:44]  How did Fiona know that polyamory was an option?

[47:06]

Fiona:  I knew that for me, I wanted to share. I knew I had enough love for multiple partners. (Lila hm’s) I knew I could love more than one person. And I just needed a, a s— a system or a a, some— a construct, to practice that.

[47:36]  What moved Fiona the most about entering the polyamorous community?

[48:00]

Fiona:  It was the first time I had heard consent being … talked about. It, it blew my mind! That I didn’t know what consent meant (Lila mm’s) or looked like, really.

consent (noun) = freely-given permission, verbal or otherwise, to interact sexually in a particular form with another human

[48:20]  On bisexuality and childhood crushes.

[49:00]

Fiona:  I would have to say that my first kiss was a woman, and this was a memory that I— forgot about, until— I really had to look back and think about when my re— my real first kiss was. Her name was Antonella. She was older than me… she was eight. And I was six. (Lila mm’s) And … so … there’s, I, there’s a lot of different reasons why I, I became sexually active when I did: the hyper-sexualization of Latinas, I was— I had boobs when I was in third grade (Lila mmhm’s) and … we had access to porn, as well, as kids.

Lila:  What kind?

Fiona:  Heterosexual porn.

Lila:  Videos?

Fiona:  Yes, videos. And so, Antonella had somehow discovered porn and … would want to play “the game” with me sometimes. Which was when— where we would lock ourselves in my father’s room and (Lila giggles) she would lie on top of me and dry hump me and make out with me, and, I loved it.

Lila:  Yeah!

Fiona:  I loved the game! (Lila giggles) I’d always ask to play it.

Lila:  Of course!


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26. for people who aren’t looking to fall in love: horizontal with a bisexual slut

Welcome to the second episode of the second season of horizontal with lila, the podcast about intimacy recorded while lying down.  In this episode, I lie down with my sweet friend Fiona. Fiona is an architecture student, a first generation Nuyorican, a bisexual woman, and one of the most deliciously sensual humans I’ve ever known.

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“You make a selfie look like a Titian,” said a “You make a selfie look like a Titian,” said a playwright I admire, after a staged reading I performed in. 

(Thanks Richard Alfredo!)

I’m not the blushing kind, but, I think I blushed?

Before I started this series, way back in the glory days of 2013 (it was the innocent of times, I tell you), I was, well, kind of maybe sort of possibly a tid bit embarrassed by how many self-portraits I took? Nevermind the fact that artists have been their own medium since time immemorial. It’s different when you’re using a cell phone. Right? 

{WHO SAYS.}

I think of the great quote (had to look it up — it’s Chase Jarvis): 

“The best camera is the one you have with you.” 

I’ve never been a Hasselblad-chaser or anything. But I figured I should at least be using my mom’s old Minolta. For street cred. It’s from the 70s! It had an embroidered strap! The lens cap didn’t fit because the metal around the lens was dented! It still is! I still have it! It’s a bonafide film camera. You can feel that. Thing’s chonky. Vintage. Which means. That shit is heavy. I don’t want to carry it in my purse. It won’t even fit in half my purses! So. The best camera I had was my cell phone. It was always with me. 

(And when @thetravelingcreative Fiona taught me to wipe off the “grease filter” each time, it got even better. Fiona has taught me so many things, organizational wizardress that she is. Thanks Fiona!)

Read the rest of the essay (& see those bathroom portraits from 2016) on Substack! The link is in my bio, friend.
Summer & bae 1. Passport Photo Time! 2. She’s Summer & bae

1. Passport Photo Time!

2. She’s an interior decorator now, y’all! (Also, bae’s paintings are world-class! You could buy one!)

3. You can watch the sunset from this deck when you rent my apartment!

4. Last Day of Grief counseling at Suncoast Hospice, or as @mummybites called it, “graduation.”

5. Toastmasters supporting Toastmasters at @schoolcreativityinnovation ‘s immersive piece “Funeral for Someone You Didn’t Know”

6. Loralei Goes To The Beach!

7. A coupla lemons in downtown Safety Harbor

8. Whenever I see pictorial veggies I think of Tanja

9. Can you stand how gorgeous this retro candy apple fridge is?!!

10. This is Myrna.

11. Zach’s paintings in the kitchen!

12. WEIRD AL 

13. I repeat: WEIRD ALLLL!!!!!
The upper limits problem is a concept I learned fr The upper limits problem is a concept I learned from the book Conscious Loving. I tell people about this book. I recommend it to everyone. I buy it for friends. And of the entire book, the parts I continue to re-read are the passages about the upper limits.

The premise of the upper limits problem is this: at some point during our childhood, usually without realizing it, we made a decision about how good we are allowed to feel. We associated feeling good with, pretty much immediately, feeling bad. We were jumping for joy and babbling exuberantly and got told to keep it down; we brought home good grades and were told not to brag, etc. So at this point, most of us (not all of us, but honestly, probably the vast majority of us) created our own personal glass ceiling.

In the book, Kathlyn and Gay Hendricks put it this way: “Starting in childhood, most of us seem to put a lid on our positive energy in order to stay at the humdrum level of existence necessary to function in the workaday world.”

My upper limit is much lower than I’d like it to be. (Still!)

{Cont’d.}

Read the rest of the essay on Substack (link in my bio)!

@officialgayhendricks
Love Letter to Sarasota 1. Feets at the Ringing H Love Letter to Sarasota

1. Feets at the Ringing House mosaic

2. Band photo (band coming soon!)

3. Bathroom Portrait at the Ringling Museum of Art

4. Happy Hour with bae

5. Selfie with the most astonishing circus mural I’ve ever seen

6. Coffee shops are best offices — working on my Substack tiny wins essay @projectcoffee 

7. Always a kiss on the cheek when we selfie

8. Circus Museum!!

9. Backrooms, a movie without a why

10. Closer feets
When I was a kid, I used to win things all the tim When I was a kid, I used to win things all the time. Writing contests, penmanship awards, badges of excellence. (Games of skill, you’ll note, not games of chance.) 

I have no idea if I was able to celebrate any of these wins, because, as you may already know, I have hardly any memories before the age of 12.

I do know that after high school I stopped winning things. Maybe I won a single thing in college (an achievement scholarship for my final year). I went to NYU in New York City, my friend. The place where it happens. Small fishy in biggest pond. And I don’t know if this came into being when I stopped winning stuff, but about 10 years ago I realized that I genuinely did not know how to celebrate. I did not possess the skill of celebration. Or to be precise, I couldn’t feel celebration. In my body. Or anywhere else, really. Not on the inside. Not on the outside. And certainly not in a way that made my cells dance.

[You can read the whole essay — about how I learned to feel joy again — on the horizontal with lila Substack. Link in my bio!]
And even more Chiro office portraits: 1. About to And even more Chiro office portraits:

1. About to visit @jamesmuseum in my @tecovas & my @gigipip 

2. Happy that I finally found the perfect outfit (pants @farmrio collaboration with Adidas) to wear the forest green bomber that @czechmex gave me at my clothing swap years ago! These @l.o.m_design earrings are among my top 5 hero pieces!

3. Feelin’ like a fiesta— skirt is @farmrio / shoes are @unitednude / hairbow & necklace come from happy place treasure trove @riskgalleryboutique in Bushwick, Brooklyn!

4. And she thought she wasn’t a baseball cap person!

5. THIS SCARF from @pookieandsebastian — all I need now is a 1960s stewardess uniform and a Pan-Am bag, baybyyy!

6. Grumpy in sweatsuit #1

7. Grumpy in sweatsuit #2

8. Currently obsessed with majolica & majolica-adjacent designs. Don’t even know how to pronounce it!
Did you ever make a list of the experiences in you Did you ever make a list of the experiences in your life that could (even subliminally) be affecting your behavior to this very day? We did. I found it incredibly powerful.

You can read mine: I called it “trauma with that lowercase t.” 

(The link to my horizontal with lila Substack, where I keep my writing, amongst other bits of expression, is in my bio.)

And if you would like to be witnessed in this, I’d love to read yours too. Send it my way.
Love Letter to Palm Springs Featuring: Enormous Love Letter to Palm Springs

Featuring:

Enormous hat (from Marianne’s of Palm Springs)
The Love of My Life
A Selkie Dress
Street Art
&
A moste excellent scarf (gifted by said love of life)
There is a cure for this crisis of loneliness, and There is a cure for this crisis of loneliness, and it is intimacy, but *only if* we can expand our definition of what intimacy is and can be. […..]

{I’ll show you how to do this! I gave this keynote speech at my dear friend Adam @mindmaprenovations event, Lifelong Learners. You can read the whole transcript and/or watch the full speech on my Substack!}
See that resting frown face on my mom as she slept See that resting frown face on my mom as she slept?

I’ve started to make that same face. I wake from a dream or a doze to find that I’m frowning. I touch my lips to make it stop. After a few moments, I discover that they are making the frown shape again. I can’t make it stop because I’m sleeping when I do it. I’ve started doing it when I’m not sleeping too. When I’m awake, I think it’s a cross between a grimace and a frown. A frimace? (I mean, it can’t be a grown. Or can it?)

I don’t really have that much to frown about anymore, except, I suppose, for the onslaught of fresh horrors perpetrated by the country I live in on the daily, the greed of the few and desperation of the many, the natural disasters that are frequenter and hotter and wetter and gnarlier as the earth continues its job of beginning to shake us off its back… yeah I guess there’s not much to frown about, really. 

I took Mom to FloridaRAMA because she had been complaining for months that she didn’t do anything anymore. She mentioned concerts, plays, ballets. But by the time the sun went down, she would be sundowning and wouldn’t want to go anywhere anyway. So that afternoon I decided to pick her up and take her on an outing — which was always a pain in the ass, and especially a pain in the ass to do solo. It involved going to her room and making sure she was dressed, convincing her to get dressed if she wasn’t, which was a laborious process, insisting that we needed to take the wheelchair which of course we did because she was falling all the time and brachiating (holding onto walls and less sturdy things like chairs, tables — at least, some nurse told me that this is what it’s called but the internet seems to only relate it to apes swinging from their arms to get from place to place) […]

Continued on horizontalwithlila dot substack dot com (the link is in my bio)
In the bathroom of the Italian restaurant after Da In the bathroom of the Italian restaurant after Dad’s cold rainy rural upstate funeral looking like a sad British clown / Nowhere, NY / April 12th, 2025

Right after my father died, there were Anthonys and Tonys everywhere. 

Suddenly everyone was called Tony and everybody else was talking about their Dad or playing songs about death. 

* Passing a girl on the street talking to her friend, and the only words you catch are “My dad had…” 
* Walking into your favorite gluten-free café, and they’re playing the Flaming Lips song “Do You Realize?”

Do you realize / that everyone you know / someday / will die?

* Realizing that the second title for Billy Joel’s song “Movin’ Out” is “Anthony’s Song.” I never truly registered this until I was trying to write one morning in a blessed cacao shop (yes, for real) and I paused to listen to the opener:

Anthony works in the grocery store
Savin’ his pennies for someday

* Ordering fries from the surfer guy at the beach shack on my pilgrimage to the ocean, when his co-worker shouts, “Hey Anthony!”

If you put this stuff in your feature film script, your screenwriting teacher would tell you it’s too pat, too predictable, “don’t put a hat on a hat.” (The Writer!)

It’s like that old quarters experiment on attention… you start looking for quarters on the ground, and suddenly, you see them everywhere.

The drugstores full of Father’s Day crap. Marketing emails about “Dads and grads.” Only one company sent an email that said, Hey, we know that Father’s Day time is tough for some people, so click this to opt out of all Father’s Day related emails.

Click. CLICK!

I wish I could click that link for the universe. No father stuff, please. No Dad shit. But there were quarters everywhere, of course, because the back of my mind was attuned to all things Dad.

{You can read the rest of the essay on Substack. Link in my bio, bb.}
Love Letter to New York, whom I miss so much 1. S Love Letter to New York, whom I miss so much

1. Straight out of a fitting for “The Deuce”?

2. Free Friday at @whitneymuseum 

3. Basquiat makes me feel like home

4. Madison Square Park photo op (irresistible)

5. Candid

6. Got to see the lovely @josescaro & @benbecherny ply their craft at @bricktheater 

7. Charming marquee!

8. Closing night vibes (not pictured: the succulent plant I brought in lieu of flowersof)

9. Chuck Close in the subway!

10. More subway Chuck Close!

11. Man Ray retrospective at the Met

12. Love a good silhouette

13. A rare VERTICAL bathroom portrait in one of the finest bathrooms of them all, at the lovely New Mexican food joint with the rainbow cookies Of My Dreams, @ursula_brooklyn 

14. My man is a photographer too. 🤩

15. Cannot. Resist. Photo Booth.
I wrote a list in 2020 titled “How to love me wh I wrote a list in 2020 titled “How to love me when I’m ... depressed”... and in this essay, I encourage you to write your own version (How to love me when I’m... anxious, How to love me when I’m... burned out, How to love me when I’m... in despair)...

And if you write one, how I would love to read it. (Or even learn about one of the items on your list, here in the comments).

Here’s an excerpt:

 “One of the characteristics of my depression (and most of my other tizzies, such as but not limited to anxiety, severe procrastination, adulting paralysis, etc.) is that while I’m in it I have no idea what — if anything — will help me get out of it.

It’s more like I DON’T WANT TO BE HERE BUT I DON’T KNOW HOW TO GET OUT SO I’LL JUST HIDE UNDER THE COVERS UNTIL I WANT TO DO SOMETHING AGAIN CALL ME IN 6 MONTHS.

Ergo, therefore, if I’m in a state, and you ask me what I need, or what you can do, I may or may not have the wherewithal to tell you. Emphasis on the not. I may not even have the wherewithal to know.

And if I don’t know, how can I tell you?

I can’tdon’t, then.

If I’m not in a state I probably have plenty of things I could say but that’s when I don’t need the help so badly. (A lá it’s not the worst while you can still say the worst.)

As I mentioned in the subtitle: You don’t come with an operator’s manual. Your model came out of the fleshbox with zero instructions. And since no one possesses your operator’s manual, no matter how much they love you, you are going to be the supreme author, the expert on you, since you’ve been studying you your whole life. Please for the love of Pete & Ashleigh, do your people the great good turn of writing them some instructions. Triage options, if you will. Trust me when I say that they (nearly all of them) need it.

If you write it for them, they will have it when you need it.

This little list could, quite without exaggeration, save your life.”

The link to the whole essay is in my bio. (Join me on Substack darling!)

#substack #substackwriter #depressionandanxiety #communityiseverything
Love Letter to St. Pete @stpetefl Where we met, Love Letter to St. Pete @stpetefl 

Where we met, where we re-met ❤️‍🔥

1. An afternoon at @grandcentralbrewhouse with my handsome gentleman in @warbyparker 

2. Bb’s first @nineinchnails concert (okay, technically in Tampa) in @selkie & @viveylife . It was stellar. Trent sounds just like he used to and the projections were gorgeous!

3. Matching denim jumpsuits ( but his is a @onepiece )

4. The finest pizza in all the land (even with my dietary restrictions!) from @noblecrust (OMNOMNOMNOM)

5. He even makes doctor’s appointments fun.

6. I love matching him sooooo muchmuch. 

7. Just us and a zebra, nbd.

8. Theme Park joy

9. At the art show @wadastpete that my gentleman curated for his students. 🪐☄️🛸👽🚀✨
When I was a kid, I used to read myself to sleep. When I was a kid, I used to read myself to sleep. 

Actually, I don’t know when I stopped.

I read myself to sleep in my childhood bedroom, with a flashlight under the covers of a trundle bed (drawers filled to the brim with dress-up clothes) when my mom said it was too late to be awake. I checked out 25 books from the Freeport library at a time, filling the trunk of my parent’s car, and devoured them in weeks, partly from my perch in the flowering dogwood tree in our backyard (were the blooms ivory? or cherry blossom pink?), partly while curled up on an orange-and-yellow-ticked seat cushion I dragged down to the crawlspace in the basement — my “secret hiding spot,” which was neither secret nor hidden and so can only be termed a spot, armed with Oreos and flashlight, and the remainder under the covers before bed.

I suspect I knew more words then than I know now. There are still words like “vehement” that I’m only about 70% sure I know how to pronounce. I learned them in context. I can spell them. I can use them in a sentence! But am I saying them correctly? 

Unsure.

I read myself to sleep in high school, even though I had to get up unconscionably early to get bussed in to my magnet program — Pinellas County Center for the Arts — 35 minutes away from our sad little apartment. Like a magnet, @pcca_gibbs PCCA grabbed young artists from the whole county.

I had a major in high school, which is more usual now, from what I hear, but wasn’t so usual then, and what I majored in was called Performance Theatre (as opposed to Musical Theatre, the love of my life I never thought I was good enough for). 

I really wanted to go to the Fame school in New York — LaGuardia — but when I was 12 my Mom divorced my Dad and forced me to move to Flah-rida. So I went to PCCA instead. (To be honest, she probably wouldn’t have let me commute into the city to go to Fame even if we had stayed on Long Island.) 

Read the whole essay (link to Substack in my bio)!

#booknerdlife #readingforpleasure #readingrainbow
My man and I got our nerd on at @nerdnitestpete ! My man and I got our nerd on at @nerdnitestpete ! 

We had the opportunity to support my lovely, engaging, and compassionate Happiness Ambassador friend Adam Peters aka @mindmaprenovations as he changed some lives by teaching us how to begin developing a preference for positivity. I’ve seen him give this presentation a few times before, and this was the best one yet — and to the biggest crowd, over 300 human nerds!

I love us.

I consider it my sacred duty to paparazzi my friends when they do marvelous things, as I hope to have done unto me!

P.S. Applied to give a Nerd Nite presentation myself … fingers crossed bb’s! 

1. My gentleman is so handsome. (Also, I got this stellar skirt in excellent condition from my favorite thrift store with a cause @casapinellas !)

2. Toasties supporting Toasties! @dtsptoastmasters members: me, Steve Diasio, Dawn Cecil (two-time Nerd Nite Speaker alumni!), & Rick! (Not pictured here — but later in the carousel) Christian Carrasco.

3. Fit check baybeeee.

4. Caryn, Nerd Nite boss extraordinaire, introducing the evening.

5. Caryn introducing my friend Adam (did I yell “THAT’S MY FRIEND!” at the end? WHY YES I DID.)

6-10. Adam rocking the casbah.

11. Fellow Toastmaster Christian.

12. I love mein mann!

#nerdnite #nerdnitestpete
A woman approached me. We collaborated once, a yea A woman approached me. We collaborated once, a year prior, I think. Time is weird. She reached out both her hands.

“What a beautiful mourner you are,” she said.

I took her hands.

I think I said thank you.

She was referring, I suppose, to the gloves, the dress, the shoes, the lipstick, the earrings. 

But what does it mean, to be a beautiful mourner? 
What does it mean to mourn beautifully? 
To have good grief?

“My dad dropped dead,” I said, to get myself used to the shock of it. 

“My mother is dying,” I said, to reconcile myself to the fact of it. 

I don’t wear mascara anymore, because I cry every day.

People hugged me in airports, at rental car counters, in line for a sandwich. They hugged me in the TSA line. At the chiropractor. The grocery store. My father dropped dead, I told them. My mother is dying. I told them and they hugged me. I was glad I did. I was glad they did.

Sometimes, when people were truly asking, if I had the time, and I had the spoons, I repeated my litany of 2025. So they’d understand: it has been this kind of year. It seems that everyone has this kind of year at some point, or, devastatingly, at several points in a life — a maelstrom, a dervish, a crucible, a nexus, a whammy, a time — an Alexander’s-no-good-very-bad-terrible kind of year. 

There were so many months in February. So many years in April. So many decades in the first half of 2025. I didn’t want to become an adult, but 2024 made me, and 2025 sealed the deal. 

It’s amazing I managed to get this far without growing up.

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Love in La La Land 1. “So this is where they ke Love in La La Land

1. “So this is where they keep the LIGHT!” -SATC … At our first @lacma member preview, enjoying the majestically empty Geffen galleries before the permanent collections moves in.

2. Urban Light, and me (installation by Chris Burden)

3. A historic view at LACMA, never again to be seen!

4 - 13. Art, mostly part of the Digital Witness exhibit

14. Love at the @gettymuseum 

15. Queer exhibits! 

16. Sunset at the Getty with my love

#museumnerd #lacma #lacmamember #digitalwellness #thegetty #loveinlalaland
For you, when you need it, and for the people in y For you, when you need it, and for the people in your life, when they need it.

Here’s an excerpt from the essay:

[To read the whole thing, follow the link in my bio to my Substack (and subscribe there, darling)!]

My chiropractor called me out a few weeks back. 
He said, with his characteristic smile (he has nice little teeth), “I read your essay.”

“You did? Thank you for reading,” I began, genuinely surprised and moved.

“But I still don’t know what to say!” he admonished. “You only told us what not to say!” 

Then he gave me an enormous cashmere-scented candle in a plastic bag. 

This was not apropos of nothing. I mentioned that scent in the essay. 

That giant cashmere candle, so big it has not one but FOUR wicks, means something. And then he had to go and ruin it. (jk, jk, Dr. Brian!)

“Hang in there,” he said, at the end of our session.

I cringed a liddle. (That’s not a little, not a lot, it’s right in the middle, a liddle.)

But you see, he was completely right! I told him I’d give him a list! I hadn’t given him a list! So I began compiling. Every time someone said a thing that made me wince, it went on the list, which lead to Part 1: What NOT to say when someone dies.

Each time someone said a thing that felt like love, made me farklempt, I took a screenshot, and it went on the list. 

This is the farklempt list.

As I wrote in “what NOT to say,” the useful things people say are fairly varied (and tailored to the griever), while the un-useful things tend to be generic variations on a tired theme.
“what TO say” will be a living document, updated whenever I have something useful, or supremely un-useful, to add. Here we go.
Love in Louisville. 1. Photo credit to my love, Love in Louisville.

1.  Photo credit to my love, Zachary

2.  Selfie with Street Art by the windy, windy river

3.  Horsies! Street Art! (Do you know how much I love murals?!)

4.  Looking like an award-winning art teacher at the art teacher conference (ahem, he is the award-winning art teacher!), wearing a @riskgalleryboutique necklace & big fcking bow!)

5.  A Wizard interlude! What a delight to witness my friend @personisawake absolutely Rock @cm_louisville & inspire a roomful of humans

6.  When your love matches the art. 🖼️ *chef’s kiss*

7 & 8. Major interior design maxi inspo for my ADU reno from @21clouisville by @fallen_fruit 🌺🌷🌸🌻🌼💐🪷

9.  The crayon shirt, bow, and soft rainbow chiclet necklace style brought to you by my inner 6-year old!

#ilovelouisville #wizardry #creativemornings #21clouisville #21c
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