Click.... when we knew we were feminists

[persiphone]

Originally Posted by Sachita

lol- omg you're bringing back so many memories for me.

I remember when I was 16 going to my first lesbian bar. I had fake ID, of course. Here I am with this long long black hair, big tits and wore the prettiest little sundress. I walked in and everyone was in jeans and button down shirts. They looked at me like I was a fucking alien. No one would approach me or talk to me. My best friend, also queer told me I needed to dress different. So she puts me in a polo shirt, levi's and desert boots. I remembering lesbians always questioning my "gayness" and they assumed I was a bored straight girl. I was attracted to butch then but the only action I got was from the crew of strippers that came in at 2am. lol They loved me!

As I grew older I was a wild child and would think nothing of dancing on bars and taking my clothes off. This didn't sit well with the lesbian feminist who were convinced I was a product of male fascination. But I learn early on that this wasn't such a bad thing and used it to my advantage.

At some point I decided I was wearing heels, makeup, lipstick and that if i wanted a butch dyke I'd have to chase them. They just couldn't refused but i certainly did scare the shit out of them.

that's so funny cuz i have this experience still today. i walk into a lesbian bar wearing a dress and heels and everyone looks at me like i have 6 heads. awkward!

[CherylNYC]

Originally Posted by persiphone

that's so funny cuz i have this experience still today. i walk into a lesbian bar wearing a dress and heels and everyone looks at me like i have 6 heads. awkward!

I seem to get the same look when I'm not carrying my motorcycle helmet adorned with a rainbow sticker. Seriously. After a recent accident and injury I had to temporarily change the way I dress, and I haven't been able to ride my motorcycle for stretches of time. Wearing softer pants and shoes to match rather than jeans and riding boots, plus the absence of my helmet which functions as a dyke badge, seems to cause people to assume I'm straight. Because I always rode almost everywhere I went, I haven't felt that ostracizing stare in women's bars and events that my femme sisters always talk about. Until now. Ugh.

Whoops! Derail over.

[dykeumentary]

Originally Posted by CherylNYC

I seem to get the same look when I'm not carrying my motorcycle helmet adorned with a rainbow sticker. Seriously. After a recent accident and injury I had to temporarily change the way I dress, and I haven't been able to ride my motorcycle for stretches of time. Wearing softer pants and shoes to match rather than jeans and riding boots, plus the absence of my helmet which functions as a dyke badge, seems to cause people to assume I'm straight. Because I always rode almost everywhere I went, I haven't felt that ostracizing stare in women's bars and events that my femme sisters always talk about. Until now. Ugh.

Whoops! Derail over.

It breaks my butch dyke feminist heart every time I hear that a Femme feels invisible! I know you fierce Femmes can (and do) handle it, so i won't ask if there's anything i could do to help.

Frankly I don't understand how everyone in the room doesn't celebrate when a beautiful woman walks into a space.
I know I celebrate!
I say that i do this as part of my "grassroots activism"... but I have less noble motives, too.

[persiphone]

Originally Posted by CherylNYC

I seem to get the same look when I'm not carrying my motorcycle helmet adorned with a rainbow sticker. Seriously. After a recent accident and injury I had to temporarily change the way I dress, and I haven't been able to ride my motorcycle for stretches of time. Wearing softer pants and shoes to match rather than jeans and riding boots, plus the absence of my helmet which functions as a dyke badge, seems to cause people to assume I'm straight. Because I always rode almost everywhere I went, I haven't felt that ostracizing stare in women's bars and events that my femme sisters always talk about. Until now. Ugh.

Whoops! Derail over.

hahahhaahaa @ dyke badge
when i'm wearing black boots, my levis, a t-shirt and a leather jacket i call it my dyke uniform

/hijack