So as you know the combination of my fear of commitment and my Libra sense of perpetual indecisiveness I have made the big leap and committed myself to the love of temporary tattoos. I searched the internet high and low for fake star tattoos. I found a few but they had little sparklies in them [...]
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When you realize you’re a lesbian ….
I’m in a constant state of awe at my total lack of self-awareness as far as figuring out I was a lesbian. I mean really, how could I not have figured out I was gay before the age of 24!? I mean I could understand if I was bi. But I’m not. I’m just gay, [...]
Confessions of a Pillow Princess
I was having one of those uncomfortable conversations late one night in bed with my girlfriend. It went something like this: “It’s been two days.” “I know, I’m sorry. I’m just really tired.” “That’s what you said last night and the night before.” “I know, I’m sorry!” “Stop saying sorry! I just want to know [...]
Activating your Gaydar
I realized something disconcerting: when my love life is a disaster zone, I’m quite prolific with my writing. In all areas: blogging, work, school … the whole sheebang. However, on the flip side, when I’m looking through rose colored glasses, freshly laid and amorous towards my girl, my creative streak takes a hit. I mentioned [...]
Lesbian Housewives
I’m sure some of you have seen some of the comments a few readers have left me, indecent proposals I suppose. If I were single I’d be flattered, maybe a little worried since some of them have a bit of a stalker feel to them. But still flattering non the less. Let’s take a look [...]
Butch By Association
I find it endlessly interesting, the way that us lesbians feel the need to categorize ourselves and each other into these limiting roles of femme, butch, tomboi, androgynous and futch (right in the middle between femme and butch). I’m sure I’m missing some, but these are the ones I hear most often. Actually, I usually [...]
Damsel in Distress seeks Hero on White Steed
Last night after the lights went out, my gf and I started having one of those deep conversations that only come from being a little drunk or so tired you’re almost delusional. We were both exhausted, which translated into being too tired to hit the edit button on our brains. There’s also something about talking [...]
Why don’t femmes pay?
Why don’t femmes pay? When we were up in Oregon on our road trip to visit Remi’s family, we stopped by her sister’s work. It’s a pretty small town and I’m pretty sure we were the only lesbian couple walking around town holding hands. After we left, her sister was swarmed by the people in [...]
Why am I the Wifey?! WTF??
The other morning when I went out to get the mail I was pleasantly surprised to see a Christmas card from Remi’s parents. Oh how sweet I thought. I opened it up and read it to Remi over the phone. “Awwwwww” was both of our responses. But later I was copying her parents address into [...]
The Sign Read: Helpless femme, please rescue me.
I was at Home Depot the other day to buy some knee pads. Yes, knee pads. But before your dirty minds go where they’re most comfortable, there’s a perfectly good reason that a lesbian would need knee pads while her girlfriend’s away. I’m laying down flooring in my house. I know, I know … how [...]
High femme vs Stone Femme: one interpretation
There are countless ways to define the femme identity/gender and as many ways for each woman to express it in her own way. But for the purpose of this single blog I will define these two versions as such: High Femme: a femme lesbian who is ultra feminine in her appearance and behavior. May chose [...]
Passive Butch vs. Aggressive Femme
I thought that when I started dating butch women that things would be easier, clearer in some ways. That perhaps some semblance of psuedo-gender roles might be in place, making it easier to navigate through the single scene if I knew who did what when. But no such luck. Not only does it not clarify [...]
a femme in the streets but a butch in the sheets
I would say that I am a femme/top. Whoa. What? Is that possible? Hell yea it’s possible. Normally this is not a problem, especially when two femmes are dating. I mean, someone’s got to bring the strap-on! Or even sans strap-on, someone’s got to be the aggressor. That person is usually me. Or at least [...]
Hard Femmes
As you can see by the post date on this, it’s another one I pulled from the archives and I wrote this long before the Real L Word. So this has nothing to do with Whitney being called a hard femme. I have no idea how they meant that on the show. Since butch women [...]
Femme vs. Butch …. shouldn’t it be Butch + Femme?
What I’ve noticed when I talk to most lesbians is that they have a strong opinion on butch women. Maybe it’s just because we’re in LA, where the cultural idea of femininity is not only abundant, it’s extreme. If you doubt what I’m saying just look around at all the silicone walking around on two [...]