"There's some indication that what makes a bisexual person may be less about what they're strongly attracted to and more about what they're not averse to." - An American Institute of Bisexuality board member, as quoted in this fascinating New York Times Magazine story on the quest for scientific proof of bisexuality.
The new resident Gawker therapist, Anonymous, is a licensed therapist who treats many different patients, but specializes in teens and couples therapy. After many years in the field, Anonymous has lots of stories and insight to share. We'll be publishing some of them here. Today: when sexuality impacts treatment.
Phonetically-challenged rodent Kreayshawn, the logical outcome of allowing irony-worshiping white internet users to determine what's "hot" in hip hop, has announced in GQ Magazine that she is bisexual. This is the most shocking revelation of bisexuality by a young female rapper since the last one a few weeks ago.
Azealia Banks is the smiley young crush object of certain internet types due in no small part to lyrics like, "Kick it with ya bitch that come from Parisian/ She know where I get mine from, end of season/ Now she wanna lick my plum in the evening/ And fit that tongue-tongue d-deep in/ I guess that cunt gettin eaten." She's also harboring a deep, dark secret, revealed for the first time officially in John Ortved's New York Times profile of her today:
Bi The Way, a new documentary about that beloved 90s trend of being bisexual, proves that the decade is back in a big way. And only nine years after we said goodbye to the trends of worrying about AIDS and listening to the Black Crowes before reviewing them! The movie even features 90s talking head Michael Musto. Free weeklies may be out, but the Village Voice columnist is back since his Lindsay Lohan as Marilyn Monroe spread this week. (Fortunately, filp-flops and socks were never in, so we don't need to worry about that coming back.) Nearly NSFW trailer and proof that the 00s are recycling the 90s, which is also very 90s, after the jump.