Saturday 3 August 2013

of identity and other things..

  My first "gay" party was on May 17th, during IDAHOBIT, this was basically our pride day. We still have a long way to go in terms of acceptance and breaking conservative norms but what stood out the most to me is the fine line between butch and femme. There were girls in sagged jeans and boxer shorts with punk hair cuts and piercings. The kind of girls who look like they could punch you in the face for just saying hi. Then there were the girls with jump suits, lots of make up and 6 inch heels. Then there was little old me, khakis, a braided up do and purple lips. I felt like a kid on their first day of school, I simply could not fit in. This brings me to blog about identity and where you place yourself in the lesbian world. Problem is, my dear readers, that I simply have no idea which category I fall. I know for a fact that you would only catch me dead in baggy jeans and boxer shorts but at the same time I do not do dresses and heels. I love my mascara,eye liner and of course my pink lip stick  but I do not particularly feel like I conform to being femme. I am me, I ooze femininity but I think butch. I love my make up but I would never wear a dress. My jeans are always  very fitting but I love my converse too. Why can't we just be gay and love who we love. It is hard enough that I already identify as queer in a country which is plagued by social norm and heterosexuality.

Kiyomi Mcloskey, lead singer and guitarist for Hunter Valentine an alternative rock band said, "for me, I embrace them. However much I like being a tomboyish woman if I want to wear lipstick and show my cleavage, I will. I do not live by the definitions of anyone else's opinion of what I should be. I really respect the individuals who laid down the ground work for our community, but I feel like people should be open on any given day. The fact that we spend time and energy telling people they cannot be who they are is very surprising. We are meant to be open."

And with that my dear people, I am who I am. I love women, I love converse, I love my pink lipstick. Fuck labels, its never that serious.

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