Arts & Culture | Television

Falling in Love and (Finally) Finding Queer Representation on a Telenovela

I know that their lips are touching, and that this is the first time it’s ever happened on a free-to-air telenovela.

Valentina Carvajal wants my attention. She’s sitting in a luxurious kitchen, all sleek surfaces and sharp angles, in a house lit like a telenovela set. That’s exactly where she is, where I see her as I walk by the TV. She’s as thin and translucent as the slice of bread in her hand, her fair hair long like the gauzy veil of a European Virgin Mary. The fire of her blue eyes breaks through the smokiness that surrounds them. “The makeup artist gave me this look,” she says.



I don’t have to accept these scraps.