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horizontal with lila

42. nipple orgasms: horizontal with a lesbian sexpert

in episodes on 29/06/18

This is Stevie. As photographed by Marlita on the Run.


42. nipple orgasms: horizontal with youtube’s lesbian sexpert

Welcome to horizontal, the podcast about intimacy of all kinds. It’s recorded while the opposite of vertical, but you probably know that. This episode was recorded in October, 2017, on horizontal does america, my 10,000 mile cross-country road trip and recording tour.

Stevie:  Yeah, I just remembered my first kiss. Because I thought that I’d never— see! And I still tell the story as if it wasn’t my first kiss. But, when I was 12, me and this other girl played Spin the Bottle. Just two of us. (Lila giggles) Hilarious.

 

spin the bottle (noun) = a kissing game, usually played by pre-teens in the United States. A bottle is placed on the floor. The person whose turn it is gives the bottle a spin, and they are expected to kiss whomsoever the bottle neck points to when it stops spinning.

 

Lila:  Oh, that’s so sweet!

Stevie:  Oh, we thought it was brilliant, we were like, “Oh, we’ll just play Spin the Bottle, ‘cause like, that’s when you get to kiss, whatever.” With like a mustard bottle. We were like, “practicing for boyyys.” And then we just like, kept kissing each other, over and over again because—

Stevie:  We were the only fucking two people! Lila:  You were the only two people!

Stevie:  And then um, we were like, dry humping a little bit and, I made her come, and I— completely repressed that memory.

 

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Lila:  And I was, too afraid to really do anything, like I was spooning her, and I was touching her, and I touched her breasts a little bit, and, I didn’t understand because it felt so different from mine and I didn’t understand that breasts had different textures.

Stevie:  Whoa.

Lila:  And hers were very hard. (Stevie hm’s) And later somebody said, “Oh, well, that’s because they’re fake.” I said, “I don’t know if they’re fake. But, I don’t know, they just felt different from mine.” And then they said, “Well, did they move when she was lying on her back?” and I said, “Well … no… but.” (makes an “I dunno” sound)

Stevie:  So it kind of like, stunned you. Lila:  And, so—

Lila:  Yeah, I was, I was really surprised. And then, I think she, she knew that I was very inexperienced, and probably didn’t want to make moves or push me into anything (Stevie mm’s) so I think she was, taking, pace-setting cues from me (Stevie mm’s) and I didn’t know if I wanted to go down on her and therefore, I didn’t try to touch her, sexually, because I was afraid that if it came to it, and I couldn’t go down on her, then, that would be awful.

Stevie:  Hm. Yeah. You’re acting like a straight girl. (laughs lightly)

Lila:  Well! Sure. (both laugh a little)

Stevie:  Yeah, I think that, I don’t know, no sex act is ever expected or guaranteed. And, you know, you can, obviously, I’m sure you— you, like preach consent and everything too, but, studies have shown that lesbians tend to ask for consent for each specific sex act, and straight girls and bisexuals, or— women that sleep with men, feel guilty for arousing someone and then not finishing the deed, or whatever.

Lila:  Yeaaahh. Yeah.

Stevie:  And so that’s— Lila:  Well, because—

Stevie:  What you were doing with— her.

Lila:  Because we’ve been shamed and chastised for, for doing so.

Stevie:  Yep, like— holy fucking shit, I don’t think blue balls actually exists — who the fuck — somebody made that up that just wanted, to be able to force people into, feeling guilty for not having sex with them.

 

blue balls (noun) = a phenomenon claimed / experienced by some penis-owners in which their organ feels pain after becoming aroused for a period of time without being brought to ejaculation. Often cited for the purposes of psychologically coercing another into sex.

 

Lila:  I have definitely had situations in which my clit felt painful—

Stevie:  Yeah.

Lila:  And I knew that I needed to bring myself to orgasm for it not to be painful anymore.

Stevie:  Yeah, for me it kind of feels like an itch. Less painful.

Lila:  But, you know. They can do that themselves.

Stevie:  What specific sex acts you are into has nothing to do with what your orientation is. Like, there are lesbians that do not enjoy being gone down on or going down on people.

Lila:  Mmhm.

Stevie:  Just as there are straight women who don’t enjoy penetrative sex. So, your, orientation has to do with who you are attracted to and what you feel like you are and what words make sense to you, not so much, if you like eating pussy or not. Like I identify as a lesbian and separate to that, I also identify as a pussy-lover. Like those, I guess have somewhat, something to do with each other, but they’re not mutually exclusive.

Lila:  But you just said I was acting like a straight girl.

Stevie:  Be— you were acting like a straight girl because you were like, “I’m not gonna touch her because if I arouse her too much, then I’ll have to go down on her.”

Lila:  Ahhhh, right.

Stevie:  So you were feeling like, “Oh I’m gonna not—“

Lila:  Right.

Stevie:  I’m gonna not do this thing that I really want to do—

Lila:  Right.

Stevie:  — and want to consent to, because then, it’ll be a slippery slope and I’ll have to do everything.

Lila:  (chuckles) Right. Right.

Stevie:  That’s why you were acting like a straight girl.



Welcome to horizontal, the podcast about intimacy of all kinds. It’s recorded while the opposite of vertical (but you probably know that).

This episode was recorded in October, 2017, on horizontal does america, my 10,000 mile cross-country road trip and recording tour. Through a series of fortunate events which I will call “six laughable fortuities,” in honor of Milan Kundera, I wound up at the house of Dr. Lindsey Doe in Missoula, Montana. And Stevie was there. (Go back and listen to the intro of episode 40: sexplanations, for the full story.) Stevie, like Dr. Doe, is a huge ginormous YouTube star, but they both somehow agreed to put on robes, lie down with a stranger and record a spontaneous podcast.

Stevie Boebi is the creator and host of the first Lesbian Sex Ed video series. She’s also a cat mom. (They make special guest appearances in her videos, including one in which she slightly annoys them for our amusement.)

Stevie… is gorgeous. She has long purple hair. And luscious lips. And a thousand watt smile. And pretty vivacious eyebrows. Detect you some admiration? Indeed. Indeed you do. She’s also hilarious, charming, winsome, bright-eyed, bushy-tailed, and passionate about dismantling stereotypes, questioning identity politics, and teaching fact-based sex ed. As opposed to the other kind. Which exists in myriad forms, to our great chagrin.

Her full-on commitment to these topics is evinced by her (also ginormous) lexicon of YouTube videos with titles such as, “Lesbian Third Wheel,” “Can Lesbians do butt stuff?” “How to Survive a Breakup,” and “Gay Men Touched my Vagina for the First Time: Q&A and Afterthoughts.” (By the way, I definitely watched – and enjoyed – the “Gay Men Touch Vagina for the First Time” video before I met Stevie and only realized that she was the vagina model when I went to write this intro!)

Just to be uber clear though, a vagina refers to the internal anatomy of a pussy, and vulva refers to the external anatomy, so, unless they were fingering her (which it seems like one of them may have been?) they were actually touching: a vulva.

I suggest you fire up her YouTube channel when you wanna go down a rabbithole of loveliness, humor, pussy, and kickass straightforward tell-it-like-it-should-be sex ed. You can find her under Stevie Boebi on Twitter and Instagram, and just plain Stevie on YouTube.

In the first part of our conversation, we talk about getting punished for telling someone what a blow job is, her first girlfriend, daddy issues, her film festival premiere of “How to Eat Pussy,” being bi-romantic, repressed memories, molestation, a two-person game of Spin the Bottle, and the Love Feast.

Come lie down with us!

You’re already lying down?

Oh good.


If you enjoy lying down with Stevie and I, become a patron of the horizontal arts! Patreon is an innovation in the life of the artist. It’s a website that crowdsources income on a monthly basis. It can make it possible for me to continue creating independent, uncensored, ad-free homemade radio. My intention is to keep this podcast ad-free, but also to make this my primary career. Show me that you believe in my mission of cultivating intimacy across the world (and dislike ads)!

 

There are lovely perks when you become my patron. For instance, for $7 a month, you’ll gain access to my secret patrons Facebook group, where I share behind-the-scenes photos, fascinating articles, and near-daily curiosities. You’ll also be the subject of a post containing what I call GPG: Genuine Public Gratitude (or not! If you want to remain a private patron, I shall honor you privately!) There’s loads of other rewarding rewards as well, including monthly recorded love poems (at the $10/month level), lullabies, horizontal pillowcases, and snail mail!

Links to Things:

Patron of the horizontal arts!

Stevie’s fantabulous (and funny) YouTube channel, where you can learn nearly everything about lesbian sex.

Stevie’s Instagram, where each post is like a haiku-essay.

Stevie’s Twitter, where she says things. The things on her mind. You know.

What number are you on the Kinsey scale? It’s a spectrum of heterosexuality to homosexuality. You should know about it. Your sexuality may be more fluid that you think.

The song “Mama Who Bore Me” from the Broadway musical Spring Awakening, in which pre-teen Wendla sings about the lack of sex education she received from her mother, and what that has done to her.

One of Stevie’s most popular instructional videos, “How to Eat Pussy”

UU, the non-creed, non-denominational, non-dogmatic church Lila went to in high school

Portishead: music to fuck to, if there ever was any

horizontal with Stevie in Missoula, Montana. Pure evidence of our adorability and horizontality.


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

[0:00]

Lila:  So I live in this house and — I’ve always had a fascination with sex and relationships and love, and when I was traveling in 2000…10, everywhere I went I wound up pretty much lying down talking with people about, about sex, love and relationships. And I joked that I should have a show called “Tell me Things.” (Stevie giggles lightly) And so this is kind of what that turned into.

Stevie:  Cool!

Lila:  And I initially started it with somebody else and then she, didn’t want to continue. And so it became just “horizontal with lila.”

Stevie:  Cool!

Lila:  I love how, how candid and how intimate and how … educational our conversations are at the house— because we’re sharing not because we’re like— teaching.

Stevie:  Yeah.

Lila:  You know, and that, that felt like a really beautiful model to… to learn and to, to figure out things about our — ourselves.

Stevie:  (softly) Hm.

Lila:  And I’m still like, really jury’s still out on me like, am I, am I a one or a two on the Kinsey scale? Am I like, do I want, could I have polyamorous relationships? Could, like — am I monogamish? Like I really don’t know. And so, a lot of it is me just— trying to explore as well, trying to to f— to see: all right, well, you know, Reid Mihalko says “date your species.” But what is my species? I don’t know. (laughs) Gonna have to do more exploring to figure that shit out.

Stevie:  Oh man, that’s deep.

Lila:  So. That I think is, a pretty good jist, and … thus far, up, actually up until I recorded with Lindsay today, all of my guests were people that I knew quite intimately (Stevie mm’s) and so I had a lot of partic— very particular curiosities that I knew that I wanted to, to talk about with them. And then, since this is kind of a new model, I still, follow my curiosity. Um. And if there’s— and I’m always trying to make it more of a conversation, because I’m always trying to make it more of what it’s like when we’re like lying down on the couch in the living room talking across at the end of the day.

[7:34]  What did Stevie learn about sex growing up in Texas?

Stevie:  Well I grew up in Texas—

Lila:  Ooohh.

Stevie:  So, that’s a fun one. So obviously they gave me really like, fact-based education.
Lila:  (giggles) So it’s abstinence only—

Steve:  Yup!

Lila:  — and … leave room for Jesus?

Stevie:  (laughs a little) Yeah, no, honestly, I was told by my health teacher that: if I swam in a pool with boys and wore a bikini, I would get pregnant.

Lila:  What?

Stevie:  I was told all kinds of bullshit. Um.

Lila:  What else? That is— bizarre!

Stevie:  It was ridiculous. Um, so, but my mom, when I was 2, told me what sex was. Obviously, it wasn’t pleasure based. It was just, you know: penis goes in vagina, and then that makes a baby. Then—

Lila:  Ok, well—

[8:20]

Stevie:  — people have sex all the time. And then— yeah. So, I knew what it was at least, but, the reasons why I’m a sex educator and the reason that I’ve always been passionate about it, is because when I was… 12? My little cousin, who was maybe like 9 or 10, asked me what a blow job was, annnd I told him, what it was. And then his mom found out, that I told him what a blow job was. And I got in trouble.

Lila:  Aaaooh.

Stevie:  And I always was like, “Fuck you Aunt Lisa.”

Lila:  Mmhmm!

Stevie:  I should be able to fucking tell your kid, who obviously feels more comfortable asking me than you, what a blow job is! I answered the question. What the fuck?

Lila:  With accurate information!

Stevie:  Right?! So…

Lila:  Did you want to explain, to him, what a blow job is? (Lila giggles)

Stevie:  I mean, yeah whatever! He had a question; I was gonna explain it!

Lila:  No! I, I’m saying Aunt Lisa. “Aunt Lisa—“

Stevie:  Yeah!

Lila:  “—did you want to explain to him what a blow job was?”

Stevie:  Fuck you, Lisa. (Lila chuckles) But also thank you, because it pissed me off so much that now I do what I do, so, that’s pretty cool.

Lila:  And so, the retribution is, “I’m going to tell everyone, what sex is”?

Stevie:  Yeah, I think it just really pissed me off, and then— that I would be punished for it, because, my mom had been telling me what sex was from a young age and, I just think that like punishing people for talking about sex is stupid and I always thought that. Even though I grew up in a very small town that was extremely religious. And I was extremely religious, I never saw it… as something that was weird? Even though I wasn’t even sexual? Like I wasn’t sexually active, or, whatever as a kid. As a teen.

Lila:  And you were raised religious?

Stevie:  Yeah, I was the most religious person in my family though. But yes, they were all religious. Like everyone in my town was Christian.

[10:11]

Lila:  And so was it … was there a lot of social pressure— not to have sex before marriage?

Stevie:  No. Yes and no. I think that anywhere where there is a lot of pressure to not have sex before marriage, everyone has sex before marriage.

Lila:  Yyes!

Stevie:  I mean, we can look at teen pregnancy stats to prove that.

Lila:  Absolutely!

Stevie:  Um, yeah so there was a lot of like, pressure to not talk about sex as educators and teachers and all of that, just like a lot of repression, which then made it to where everyone was having sex and, I wasn’t.

Lila:  And you weren’t.

Stevie:  Yeah.

Lila:  And, do you think for, a lot of those folks it was really the taboo that drew them to it, because, for me it was never taboo. I also was explained early on, what sex was and, and, you know, that it was okay and, my mom said, you know, it’s between people who love each other and, if you wanna have sex, I hope you won’t while you’re in high school, but if you do, come to me, I’ll get you condoms I’ll get you, you know, whatever you need. Get you— we’ll get you on birth control.

Stevie:  That is so cool.

Lila:  And so that permission precluded transgression because, it wasn’t a transgressive act. (Stevie hm’s) You know, mom— she was gonna be fine with it. So I didn’t feel any desire to rebel sexually. (Stevie hm’s) And I wanted to have sex but I remember being very clear that I was waiting, not for marriage… and not for any specific milestone— I wasn’t waiting ‘til I got out of high school specifically, although I didn’t have sex in high school. I just wanted it to feel right. But, I didn’t wind up having sex when it felt right.

[12:01]

Why didn’t it feel right, the “first” time that Lila had sex? (As opposed to the first time that she had intercourse?)

[12:32]

If Lila’s relationship with her “first” lover were a movie, what would be the opening scene?

[13:11]

Stevie:  Okay, so here’s the first rule: I don’t fuck anyone that drinks protein shakes. (Lila giggles) Also, side note, number two: Don’t fuck people who aren’t nice to you.

Lila:  Yeah!

Stevie:  And care about you.

Lila:  Yeah… 19, that’s my only excuse.

Stevie:  Oh my God, you don’t need an excuse. You did whatever you did (Lila laughs) and you made the choice and who gives a shit?

Lila:  Ugh, I give a shit! But as Lindsey and I just spoke about, that was not my first intercourse. We just reframed that for me. That was not my first intercourse.

[14:09]

Stevie:  If one more fucking guy asks me if I’ve ever slept with a guy, and if I haven’t then I must be a virgin.

Lila:  Ohhh, boy.

Stevie:  (under her breath) I’m gonna, die.

[14:22]

Lila:  My first intercourse was receiving oral sex from a guy that I thought was wonderful and lovely, and it was— a delightful experience, it was like… it was like in The Wizard of Oz, when she goes into the (both giggle) and everything becomes Technicolor. (both laugh)

This is Stevie with balloons, as seen through the lens of Marlita on the Run.

Stevie:  Holy shit!

Lila:  That’s how it was— I was like, “Oooh. This is the best thing that ever was!”

Stevie:  Wow.

Lila:  You know, somebody licking me was amazing. And, so, reframing that for myself of— that being my first intercourse, allows me to have this beautiful fond memory of my first intercourse.

Stevie:  Ohhww. That’s so great.

Lila:  Which is so nice for me.

[14:59]

Stevie:  Yeah, the Technicolor moment for me would definitely be getting my nipples pierced.

Lila:  (breathy) Whhhat? Tell me…

Stevie:  (chuckles) I always say that that’s like, the best sexual decision I’ve ever made in my life, is getting my nipples pierced. (It probably isn’t, but…)

Lila:  Were they sensitive before?

Stevie:  I had more sensitivity on my skin’s tit tissue than I did on my nipple. Like I could twist my nipple all the way around and wouldn’t feel anything.

Lila:  Yes.

Stevie:  And then when I would like, do the same thing to my skin anywhere else, it would be more sensitive. So I had no feeling.

Lila:  Yeah, I had a lot of numbness. Up until recently.

Stevie:  So then I got them pierced and, locked myself in a room and masturbated all day, every fuckin’ day for like seven days?

Lila:  Whhhoooooooooaaa.

Stevie:  And I could have nipple orgasms. It was fucking great.

 

nipple orgasms (noun) = the actual, physiological orgasmic response, stemming solely from stimulation of the nipples.

 

Lila:  (gasp) Noooo!

Stevie:  And now it’s been— how long ago did I get them pierced, maybe like seven eight years? And now they’re like starting to numb again. So I might take them out and get them re-pierced.

Lila:  Whhhoooa!

[15:59]  Stevie describes the process of having a nipple orgasm and the experience of different types of orgasms.

[18:47]

Stevie:  But my grandma also said, you know, if she knew that sex is what made babies, she would’ve never had all four of her kids. She didn’t know that that’s what caused pregnancy! Like, had no idea until after the fourth one.

[19:13]  Lila references the Broadway musical Spring Awakening and the song “Mama Who Bore Me.” In it, the ingenue, Wendla, asks her mother about how babies are conceived. Her mother is embarrassed, and so she is given no sexual education. Not knowing what sex is and that it creates babies, Wendla becomes pregnant.

 

Mama who bore me / Mama who gave me / No way to handle things / Who made me so sad

Mama, the weeping / Mama the angels / No sleep in Heaven, or Bethlehem

Some pray that, one day, Christ will come a-callin’ / They light a candle, and hope that it glows

And some just lie there, crying for him to come and find them / But when he comes, they don’t know how to go

Mama who bore me / Mama who gave me / No way to handle things / Who made me so bad

Mama, the weeping / Mama, the angels / No sleep in Heaven, or Bethlehem

Mama Who Bore Me

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[19:49]

Stevie:  Recently, I um, premiered my video called “How to Eat Pussy” at a film festival. Annnd, it was not a sex film festival. Annnd, it was like an audience full of people, like, parents with their kids and shit. And like, afterwards I went to the bathroom, and you know, when people leave a theatre, everybody goes to the bathroom.

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Lila:  Of course.

Stevie:  And a few different parents, like, walked up to me, like, there and on the red carpet and was like, “Loved your video; it was a little awkward ‘cause I’m like, here with my kid!” And I was like, “Why? Is that awkward?” (Lila mm’s) “Your child has a vulva, I’m assuming? Or, is probably going to come into contact with a vulva—“

Lila:  At some point.                                                                           Stevie:  “— in their fucking life.”

Stevie:  “Why is that weird?” And they’re like, “You’re right!” and I’m like, “Spread it.”

[20:44]  “Parents and children are not supposed to be anywhere near each other when desire is present.”

Note: Unable to find attribution for this quote, although it may have been Esther Perel.

[22:15]

Stevie:  I was sick of being a virgin, when I was— 17? Annd, I found a boy— so, I’m a lesbian, for listeners. I found a boy that, I was working at Sonic Drive-In at the time, if you’ve been there.

Lila:  Mm-hm.

Stevie:  As a carhop, so I was on my little rollerskates, and I went out, and he had like, long hair and he had a guitar seat-belted in his front seat and I was like, “All right, fine, I’m gonna fuck you.” (Lila laughs) Umm, I’m sick of having this virginity thing— I’ve also never been kissed. Just didn’t have any, desire for anyone.

Lila:  And you—

Stevie:  Turns out, I was a repressed homosexual.

Lila:  Okay, so, to be clear, you didn’t have desire for him either.

Stevie:  No, I was just, I had a desire to like, get rid of my virginity, I was sick of having it.

Lila:  So you just chose this—

Stevie:  Yup.

Lila:  — person with the guitar.

Stevie:  Yeahm. I decided that morning, mm, I’m gonna find someone soon, and then I’m just gonna be like, “Hey! Take this please, I do not want it anymore.” (Lila giggles) Umm, and, yeah, we had sex, it was fucking awful, I cried the whole time, I bled.

Lila:  Oh God.

Stevie:  I mean, he was sweet about it, he was like, asking me if I was okay the whole time, you know— which I was like—

Lila:  Was he a virgin too?

Stevie:  (decisively) No. Found out, a week later, he had a girlfriend. And he was cheating on her with me, which, I still didn’t give a fuck, because, I was just using you to take my virginity anyway. Um—

Stevie:  — super unhealthy.                                                                     Lila:  Was there a condom involved?

Stevie:  Um, no. I didn’t learn about safe sex ‘til way fuckin’ later.

Lila:  Man, he’s got so many— strikes. Stevie:  So, yeah, and he had—

Stevie:  — the biggest dick. Holy shit.

Lila:  Oh no.

Stevie:  It was like 10 inches. It was fucking ridiculous. (Lila gives a sympathetic-pain laugh) So that happened—

Lila:  So you didn’t—                                                                                Stevie:  — and I was like—

Stevie:  “Whoo, finally! Lost my virginity! Thank God!”

Lila:  You didn’t choose good training wheels.

[24:54]  Stevie didn’t know that girls could masturbate until she was 18.

[25:28]  How did Stevie come into her own and learn that she liked girls?

Stevie:  I started masturbating. And like, watching different porn and then like, met a girl and it was like, “Oh my God I’m in love with her! But I don’t even like my own vagina; how am I gonna like somebody else’s vagina?” And thennn, I tasted pussy and came out the next day.

Lila:  And came out the next day?

Stevie:  Mmhm. I was like, “Oh! This makes fucking sense, Jesus Christ. I’M GAAAAY!”

[26:34]

Stevie:  The only time, I can remember touching myself as a kid was, when I was in the bathtub, I would like, play with Barbie dolls and like, little toy soldiers, and to like, punish them, I would like, put them in my vulva. When they were like, bad. To the other one. (Lila laughs) Like the other Barbies, like I’d put Barbie, Barbie’s face in my vulva, like as a punishment. Sooo, that’s the only experience, any memory I have of like—

Lila:  That’s amazing.

Stevie:  — touching myself at all.

[27:12]  The two different boyfriends Stevie had after she lost her virginity — one who was feminine and they mostly had outercourse.

 

outercourse [noun] = sexual and erotic acts intended to induce pleasure without penetrating the orifices of the body (can include dry humping, caressing, oral sex, etc.).

 

[28:02]  On figuring out that we could touch ourselves.

Lila:  So there really just wasn’t pleasure… in your sexual relationships with boys.

Stevie:  I mean, no. But— not completely.

Lila:  Well, aside from the, just, pure, physiological, when this is rubbed it feels good.

Stevie:  Yyeah. But I thought that boys had to do it or you couldn’t get off. I didn’t know I could do it. I don’t know why I didn’t go, “Oh, why don’t— I can just do this to myself—“

Lila: — I’m not —

Stevie:  I just thought that they couldn’t— I— noone told me that I could do it. I thought that boys masturbated by themselves, and then they also had sex with girls, and then girls, couldn’t masturbate, but they could get off if they were having sex with boys.

Lila:  Wow.

Stevie:  So weird.

Lila:  I’m not sure when I realized that I could touch myself— and that it felt good. (Stevie hm’s) ‘Cause it was always something else.

Stevie:  Obviously early, ‘cause you were putting your butt up under that water spout.

Lila:  Well, but I wasn’t touching myself.

Stevie:  Ohhhh, right.

Lila:  I was just letting the water do it or rubbing against the beanbag… chair.

[29:17]  Stevie tells Lila the story of how she met the first girl that she fell in love with.

Stevie:  Oh man. So. I was in college. In a philosophy class. And she sat behind me. Annnd we never really made eye contact, and, she dressed and looked like a boy, so I thought she was a boy. Annnd, we would like pass notes back and forth to each other, and we would just like, make fun of our professor, who we thought was an idiot. And like, write little web comics, or she would the first square, and then I would write the second square of what these little — guys were saying to each other. (Lila chuckles) And then we would like, talk on AIM Instant Messenger— I was like, super cute and shy and young, and she was in high school. She was 17 and I was, 19. So I didn’t like, I only had that one class with her and then she immediately like, had to go back to school, so we never really had face-to-face conversations. Anyway, one day she told me she was a girl. And I was like, “Oh, c-c-c-c-cool. Um… what?”

Lila:  Wow.

Stevie:  And then I was like, “Wait, I have a crush on you. I’m not a lesbian! What’s happening!” And then, kept hanging out with her and then, fell in love, and started having sex. […]

Lila:  So, the first time you have sex with this girl is the first time you’re having sex with somebody that you love.

Stevie:  Yeah. Well, I don’t know. I think, that I could potentially be bi-romantic, (Lila mmhm’s) because I think I was having crushes on the boys.

 

bi-romantic (noun) = an identity in which a person feels romantic love for male and female-gendered people, though not necessarily sexual desire for both.

 

Stevie:  I think I loved them. But, I don’t know if it was just Daddy issues. Who knows.

Lila:  Hmm.

Stevie:  But… yeah, I remember. So the first time we had sex, I just went down on her. […] And then I made her come, and I was like, “Can I do it again?” And then I did it again. And then—

Lila:  Right away?!

Stevie:  Yeah, oh, I was so in. As soon as I went down on her I was like, “This makes sense! Everything makes sense! The world is split in two, what the fuck!”

Lila:  Technicolor Wizard of Oz.

Stevie:  Yeah, what the fuck. So then, the first time she fucked me, like finger-fucked me, I remember vividly remember just like, sitting up and being like, “What the fuck are you doing to me?” (both laugh) What the fuck? Um, ‘cause no one had ever, like, touched my g-spot before.

Lila:  As in, “What is this sorcery?”

Stevie:  What is this sorcery?

[31:54]  Lila and Stevie on overhearing other people have sex, and being overheard.

[33:02]  Stevie on Daddy issues.

[33:47]

Lila:  I wonder… do you think there’s a situation in which, you could receive that sort of non-sexual paternal male attention that would— that would feel good and that would feel healthy?

Stevie:  Yeah maybe, I was thinking about getting a professional cuddler, if you’ve heard of those.

Lila:  In fact, my housemate Tiger is one; we did an episode together.

Stevie:  Oh wow, that’s so cool! Yeah, I was thinking about doing that so I could learn how to accept male attention that’s not, because, the only time men touch me now is like, because they’re assaulting me in public, you know?

Lila:  Oh my gosh.

Stevie:  And so that’s kind of like, building up, like a real negative feeling—

Lila:  Ohhh, yeah.

Stevie:  — about men. Um—

Lila:  Awful. Stevie: And I don’t really like that I’m—

Stevie:  — feeling uncomfortable and judging an entire fucking gender. That’s not cool.

[34:49]  Lila on touch hunger.

Lila:  Since I was very young I, I recognized that there was, a pretty dire, desperate lack of nonsexual touch in our society.

Stevie:  Ooogh, so true.

Lila:  — and—

Stevie:  Also, nonsexual nudity.

Lila:  Yes. But that, the touch was really, directly harming us. (Stevie mmhms) The lack of that touch. And, maybe I noticed because I had spent some time — my mom’s Brazilian — and I had visited, maybe every two/three years. And the family there is so very affectionate. Just— normally, just just in the day-to-day, will be, you know, hugging, and draping an arm over the other and, you know, holding arms or, linking arms, holding hands. And, the fact that I made note of it, that it was so surprising to me… My cousin, when I told him that I was going, later in the summer, to Connection Camp, and he said, “Oh, what is that? What does that m— mean?” I said, “Oh, it’s a, it’s a camp for adults — summer camp for adults, designed, with all these different activities, that allow people to connect authentically with each other.” And he said, “That’s so sad.” I said, “Nono, it’s really quite lovely!” And he said, “It’s sad that you need it … in America.”

[36:24]  On families that force kids to hug their grandma and such.

[36:54]

Lila:  I was also a very… how shall I say? Discerning, child? And… there were laps I did not want to sit on and so I did not sit on them. And my mom, because she had been sexually-abused as a child…by, older men, friends of the family— that she asked for, you know, she wanted the attention, ‘cause she never had attention from her father. (Stevie mm’s) Because of that, she was always very very protective of me, and very wary and tried never to leave me alone with any men. (Stevie hm’s) And you know what? I don’t remember it but, I had a babysitter who was in high school, who was a woman, who later told me that she touched me, when I was a kid.

Stevie:  Whoa.

Lila:  Yeah.

Stevie:  How did that come up?

Lila:  She’s very religious now. And she called to, kind of, I guess, confess to me.

Stevie:  Whoa.

Lila:  And I was pissed.

Stevie:  Obviously.

Lila:  No—

Stevie:  (overlapping) Well I guess there’s lots of things you can feel, but.

Lila:  Yeah, but I was. I was pissed because I didn’t remember it and she told me.

Stevie:  You were mad that you didn’t remember it why?

Lila:  No. I was, I was—

Stevie:  Did you want to remember?

Lila:  No no, I was angry with her, that now I had to carry this knowledge, that I didn’t remember— that I hadn’t remembered before.

Stevie:  Mm, because you were like, “I could just live my life.”

Lila:  Not knowing that.

Stevie:  Yeah but would you?                                                               Lila:  Not knowing that my favorite babysitter—

Stevie:  Do you really think that that memory would never come back to you?

Lila:  You know—

Stevie:  ‘Cause I am having some—

Lila:  Yeah?

Stevie:  — fuckin’ shit go down right now in my life— well, for the past like, six months to a year where all kinds of fuckin’ memories that I repressed are coming back. But maybe you would have wanted to remember for yourself.

Lila:  I wonder. I seriously wonder, Stevie, when, if, they’re coming back. Because I’m 35 now.

Stevie:  Mm. Yeah.

Lila:  And— I haven’t had any… (Stevie hm’s) resurface.

[39:03]  Stevie on her first kiss, a memory she repressed.

[40:30]  Why does Stevie think her memories have started resurfacing now?

Stevie:  Now that I’m safe, and financially secure and have a home, and am not like, homeless or whatever, going through trauma all the time, my brain’s like, “All right, I guess we’ll stop disassociating and like, repressing everything.” Ya know?

Lila:  Yeah, I remember receiving a Structural Integration session from someone I knew and … I remember him saying—  because, you know, they’re palpating parts of your body, usually really painful parts where you’ve stored things, and, speaking to different aspects of your life, and I remember him saying, “When do you think that we deal with trauma?”

Stevie:  Hm.

Lila:  And, I said, “I don’t know.” And he said, “When it’s safe to do so.”

[41:57]  Stevie on why she thinks the Kinsey scale is bullshit.

[42:19]  The church Lila went to in high school:  UU, a non-denominational, non-creed, non-dogmatic church

[43:49]

Lila:  And so I went to one of these cons and I think it was the same one at which there was a Love Feast. (Stevie hm’s) Do you know the Love Feast? (Stevie mm-mm’s) Where you have an array of delicious things, and fruit, chocolate, and all finger foods— and you can’t feed yourself.

Stevie:  Whoa!

Lila:  And this one— I’ve heard of—

Stevie:  I’m fucking doing that as soon as I get back to L.A.

Lila:  It’s amazing.

Stevie:  I love it. […]

Lila:  And so this one was silent. (Stevie gasps) Yeah. Which w— made it just way better. And it was also—

Stevie:  Yep! Yep yep yep yep yep. Doing it.                                         Lila:  And it was also! (gasps)

Lila:  Stevie, it was the first time I ever heard Portishead.

Stevie:  Oh, fucking Portishead! That used to be the only thing I would have sex to.

Lila:  And, and I definitely had a, “What is this sorcery?” moment. You know? So Portishead is playing, and, and we’re feeding each other and we can’t speak, so we have to do, you know, non-verbal consent. (Stevie mmhm’s)

[45:00]  Lila on her first experience meeting a girl she was attracted to, at a UU con.

Lila:  And there was this girl. I recently was at my mom’s house and looking through m— my old, my old memory boxes, and I found a photograph of her. Her name was Avril. And I was just— I really— wanted to touch her, and hug her and, we even kissed, once. And she had such nice lips! They were so soft… And, she was very very— just had been given very physically pretty features. In such a way that, you know, there was no need for makeup. She was just, she was just sort of made like a cherub, person. And she, dressed in, you know, kind of pretty androgynously, in kind of flannel shirts and, and—

Stevie:  (giggles) So, gay.

Lila:  And she had a nose ring. (giggles) I mean, I don’t know, I don’t wanna presume—

Stevie:  Yeah…

Lila:  — to say that she’s gay, she might have been bisexual.

Stevie:  No, I didn’t say she is gay; I said she dressed gay.

Lila:  She did; she did dress gay.

Stevie:  Flagging.

 

flagging (verb) = the act of signifying sexual orientation or interests through some bit of costuming (e.g. handkerchiefs, keys, collars, and currently: Crave Vesper vibrator necklaces). More prevalent during the eras in which that orientation or interest is considered more taboo — for instance, the gay male hanky code of the 60s and 70s.

hanky code (noun) = a color-coded system of handkerchiefs worn by gay males during the 60s and 70s, to discreetly signal to potential partners about the sexual acts and positions they were interested in engaging in.

 

[46:45]  Lila tells the story of a woman she had a crush on in her early 20s. And Stevie schools her about why she was acting like a straight girl.

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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) […]

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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.) 

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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:

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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
The video clip of me in the yellow dress and anthr The video clip of me in the yellow dress and anthropology-professor blazer is an excerpt from second iteration of my talk, “The Intimacy Equation,” which I first gave as part of the @bof VOICES conference, outside London in 2021. 

This rendition had a test-drive at my Toastmasters meeting last week. Imperfect, unrehearsed, delivered from bullet points with a slim little notebook in my hand… and yet, I have shared it with my paid subscribers over on Substack (link in bio) because I want to be a person who shares process, not just product.

(This is a bit of a coup for my recovering inner perfectionist, and I have to say, I’m a wee bit proud.)

I kept my fancy equation. 

But now I have a simple one, too. 

#toastmasters #publicspeaking #intimacycoach
More Chiro Office Portraits: 1. NY vibes in the 6 More Chiro Office Portraits:

1. NY vibes in the 6th borough

2. Googly eyes in @selkie 

3. Bossbitch even when she doesn’t get the grant

4. Started practicing yoga again did I tell you?

5. Big mad (but not at that yellow two-piece thrift score from @casapinellas !)

6. Sporty Spice (obsessed with that @tottobrand bag)

7. Grumpy girl, big bow

8. Resort style bb!

9. Sad girl lemonade

10. @selkie ballerina

11. Bridgerton on a no-makeup day (also @selkie )

12. The day I picked up my mother’s ashes (still haven’t opened them)

13. @temperleylondon & mourning
A Funny Thing Happened on the Way to the Funeral ( A Funny Thing Happened on the Way to the Funeral (excerpt)

It was the night before Craig’s memorial, and I had an audition due. 

It was a feature film audition, due at 11am Pacific / 2pm Eastern. This happened to be squarely during the memorial. I was playing an elementary school teacher, and so when I packed in a whirl for New York, I grabbed my crayon shirt and a giant hair bow and figured surely I’d be able to wangle a human into helping me with my self-tape. New York is my hometown! So many potential wangles! Right?

Two nights prior, out with my friend @kristianndances , no stranger to auditions herself, I had an invitation to her Brooklyn apartment to get’er’done, but, you see, I didn’t have the shirt with me. And friend, if you pack your crayon shirt to audition for Miss Kelly the elementary school teacher then frankly, no other shirt will do.

Since I was staying with another friend, I asked him to help me, but he wasn’t available until the morning. 

The morning of the memorial. 

{ continued on horizontalwithlila.substack.com }
Just out here looking like the Pride Statue of Lib Just out here looking like the Pride Statue of Liberty.

Remember, I promised the good people of @stpetefl that if they gave me another limited edition Pride flag, I would wear it as a dress. @stpetepride 

AND SO I HAVE.

The Pride Market at Grand Central today was full of rainbows and swag and glitter, just the way I like it.

I love us all.

And I look forward to the day when all any of us need, is love. Because we’ve got plenty of that to go around.

#stpetepride #stpetefl
POV: When your friend is one of the great young ja POV: When your friend is one of the great young jazz guitarists, but you haven’t seen him play in a decade (except for that time last month when he accompanied you to sing at your mother’s funeral). What a mensch. What a band!

#natenajar
I’m just gonna leave this here. My fave sign at I’m just gonna leave this here.

My fave sign at @blackcrowcoffeeco 

Apropos of Everything.

#stpetepride 
#transrightsarehumanrights 
#blacklivesmatter 
#notinourname
Excerpt: You can even make a difference through sm Excerpt: You can even make a difference through small acts of resistance, ones that annoy or befuddle the evildoers, like witty and nonsensical emails to awful government agencies, clowns showing up outside imm!gration hearings, giant group dances in front of vile businesses. We can find a thousand little ways to gum up the works. Bonus to you if it makes you laugh. Bonus to everyone if it makes others laugh. The Resistance doesn’t have to be stodgy. 

We, like the Dark Side, can have cookies. 
We, unlike the Dark Side, can have joy.
But we MUST PROTEST in some fashion.

When I protest, I don’t want to do so by:

- Shaming the physical appearance of the evildoer
- Slut-shaming the evildoer
- Shaming their nationality, sexuality, identity, profession
- Talking about what they smell like
- Threatening murder or castration or people’s families

I completely understand why we do this, or at least, I think I understand why we are tempted to do this. We want to bully the bully, thinking that’s the only way he’ll understand. But the truth is that he’s probably not going to understand, whether or not we stoop to the low ground. He’s not going to understand because he is likely a sociopath. 

But we’re not doing it for him. We’re not pr0testing for him. 
We are pr0testing for Ian in Iowa who is a bit messed up and kind of confused and doesn’t really get the impact that this is having on, say, WOMEN, who opens up his news app and sees thousands upon thousands of, let’s just say women, pr0testing with signs, and maybe he goes, hm, why might they be pr0testing when they could be home having pancakes? Why might that be? And maybe Ian gets a little more informed that day about the plight of, hell, let’s say, women, and maybe just maybe he starts to act a wee bit differently, and then the whole butterfly effect thing is possible.

When pr0testing evildoing in its many many oppressive forms, I want to focus on their harmful ACTIONS, and CHOICES. 

I want them to rot for being rotten.

I’m interested in dismantling their ARGUMENTS
Proving false their IDEOLOGIES
Laying bare their HYPOCRISIES
Exploiting their INCONSISTENCIES
Disproving their FALSEHOODS

Cont’d on Substack
I want to share with you something in the famous @ I want to share with you something in the famous @elizabeth_gilbert_writer speech on creativity. It’s one of the most famous @ted talks in the world, and she talks about how ideas come to people. 

The way that I, that ideas come to me, is I will get a line of something and then I will get another line, and then I get nervous because I, if I get a third line, I might be okay, but the fourth line is gonna push the first line completely out. And it’s gone. 

So I have to, I have to get my, to my paper. I have to get to my paper and I have to write it down or, or, or whatever it is, my notes app in my phone, anything. I have to get it down or I’ll lose it. 

She talks about @tomwaits the famoso musician, driving in his car and a bit of melody comes to him. And he goes, “Can’t you see I’m driving? If you wanna exist, go bother somebody else. Go bother Leonard Cohen or somebody.” 

I don’t suggest you talk to your creativity that way, because as Elizabeth Gilbert likes to say, it is like a cat and it doesn’t understand you and your face looks funny when you do that. 

[4 of 5] 

The speech is available in bits here, or in its entirety on my horizontal with lila Substack — link in my bio. Love you. Go make art.
These are a few of my notebooks from over the year These are a few of my notebooks from over the years. Here are a few more. You’re invited to flip through them. These are my (not so private anymore) ideas, thoughts, classes, poems. I have no idea what you’re looking at. I don’t even remember most of what’s in these notebooks. But they’re there, because I captured them.

Anybody have a date in theirs? There should be dates. Can you call it out? 

[people call out dates]

So this is my work! Beginning in 2009 was the, the earliest date. There is so much that comes out of a creative brain, and I know that your brain is not dissimilar. I know that you are all creative beings.

One of my favorite books on creativity, and I don’t know if it’s been mentioned tonight because sadly I missed the first part, but it is a book called “bird by bird.” 

Oh, I didn’t mention it, but I love that book. 

By Anne Lamott. Are you the only one who’s read it? Has anybody else read this book? “bird by bird” It is one of only two books on creativity I would actually recommend. Otherwise, I would recommend you just go out and make stuff. 

In this book, she says, and I have carried this quote with me because I have been this way throughout... I mean, it must be... it’s, it’s my entire remembered life, it could be as young as 5 years old, a perfectionist. She says, “Perfectionism is the voice of the oppressor. It will keep you cramped and insane your entire life.” 

The voice of the oppressor. 

I think about that all the time. I do not want to be oppressed. No! Viva la revolución! You know, I don’t want that for myself. And so I have been internally oppressing myself. Most of what you see in these books, and that’s not all of them, right? And that’s only from 2009. Most of what you’ve seen in these books has not seen the light of day. 

[3 of 5] Full “Are you an artist, tho?” video & transcript on Substack

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