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Listening to all this glam rock and gen late 70s rock is giving me all sorts of POSITIVE high school flashbacks. This was all the stuff we played in pep band, and also the soundtrack for the 70s-era version of Midsummer Nights Dream that I was in my sophomore year.
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BONUS FUCKED-UPNESS:
BIEBER IS A MINOR (OR WAS IN THAT VANITY FAIR SHOOT)
FASSBENDER IS ABUSIVE
LEVINE WAS DOING THAT PHOTOSHOOT TO RAISE AWARENESS ABOUT TESTICULAR CANCER… AND HE NEEDED TO BE NAKED AND FONDLED BY WOMEN WHY??????
CUMBERBATCH: YOU OK. YOU JUST LOOK AWKWARD AS FUCK
AM I THE ONLY ONE WHO IS WEIRDED OUT BY PHOTOSHOOTS OF FAMOUS MEN THAT HAVE DISEMBODIED HANDS (PROBABLY WE’RE SUPPOSED TO ASSUME THEY’RE WOMEN’S) COMING OUT OF NOWHERE TO FONDLE THE MAN?
JUSTIN BIEBER:
ADAM LEVINE:
BENEDICT CUMBERBATCH:
MICHAEL FASSBENDER:
LIKE, IT’S AWKWARD AT THE VERY LEAST. SHOULD I BE HAPPY WOMEN ARE BEING REDUCED TO HANDS NOW, INSTEAD OF ASS TITS CUNT?
IDK Y’ALL
BONUS FUCKED-UPNESS:
BIEBER IS A MINOR (OR WAS IN THAT VANITY FAIR SHOOT)
FASSBENDER IS ABUSIVE
LEVINE WAS DOING THAT PHOTOSHOOT TO RAISE AWARENESS ABOUT TESTICULAR CANCER… AND HE NEEDED TO BE NAKED AND FONDLED BY WOMEN WHY??????
CUMBERBATCH: YOU OK. YOU JUST LOOK AWKWARD AS FUCK
(Source: thisishangingrockcomics, via femmequeen)
teenwitch: PIYAH MARTELL FOR TEEN WITCH MAGAZINE
Goddess.
That fucking hairrrrrrr
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OK THIS IS THE THIRD TIME THIS WEEK THAT SOMEONE HAS PUT RANDOM SONG LYRICS IN MY ASK BOX
WHO ARE YOU
WHAT DO YOU WANT
DO YOU WANT TO PARTY
COME OFF ANOOOOOOOOOON
by Mia McKenzie
I was talking a couple of nights ago with the beautiful and fabulous Cherry Galette about the femme/butch dichotomy that seems to be so prevalent in queer community, lamenting the fact that feminine-identified girls like us who want to get down with other feminine-identified girls sometimes get funny looks. Or just…less play.
Somewhere back in the early days of queerdom, some queen decided that femme/butch was what every couple should look like. Said queen (I think her name was Miss Noxzema Jackson, but I might be confusing her with someone else) waved her glitter-star-tipped magic wand and put a spell on errrrbody, child. Okay, that might not be exactly how it happened. It might have had more to do with mimicking heterosexual female/male gender-roled relationships (heteronormativity, y’all!). But whatever. This is not an anthropology paper, okay, nerd?
What this is, is me being a teensy bit salty.
I identify mostly as aggressive femme, and my gender-presentation moves along a spectrum from femme to what I like to call “borderline tomboy” and back, depending on my mood. I am attracted mostly to women who are both feminine-identified and feminine-presenting. This puts me in a peculiar place in queer dating society. When I am presenting femme, I get a lot of attention from bois and studs and butches. Who are all wonderful people, I’m sure, but who do not necessarily “float my boat,” as they say (and by “they” I mean your grandparents). When I am presenting borderline tomboy, I get more attention from femmes, but something about the attention feels a little bit off, maybe because I fear they are responding to what I think of as a small sliver of my overall gender-identification.
When I am on the East Coast, in Philly or NY, and especially if I am in a black lesbian club, my gender-presentation affects my every interaction. If I am presenting femme, I am immediately and almost exclusively approached by studs. If I am presenting borderline-tomboy, I may suddenly be on the radar of femmes. More often, though, in the latter situation, because I never fit solidly into any category that can be called “butch” or “stud”, nobody really knows what the hell to make of me. I’m supposed to be one or the other, right? A femme or a stud. Right?
Cherry assures me that this is not an East Coast thing. She says it’s big in the Bay Area, too. Cherry is femme all the time, and high femme much of the time. I have one pair of boy jeans. Cherry has no pairs of boy jeans. Cherry also prefers femmes, but because she is so femme, most of the attention she gets is from butches and studs and other masculine-of-center folks.
So…what’s a femme-loving femme to do? (Really. I’m asking…)
None of this is to say that everybody is hardcore into the femme/butch thing. Nor is it to say that there’s anything wrong with that. It’s just to say that…well…
Okay. At the Femmes of Color Symposium last summer in Oakland, there was this keynote speaker whose name I don’t remember who gave this whole spiel about femmes and the way we interact with our bois. Like, she didn’t even leave room for the idea that some of us might not be into bois at all, or might be into both bois and other femmes. That idea didn’t seem to have crossed her mind. That’s what has me salty about this. Not that there’s anything whatsoever wrong with femmes loving butches and vice versa, but that sometimes it feels, in queer community, like no other option is allowed. That no other kind of desire is even recognized as existing.
Heteros, on the other hand, are obsessed with femme-on-femme loving. It’s really the only fictional “lesbian” relationship you ever see represented in mainstream movies and television. And, of course, porn. Maybe that’s it. Maybe male-created lesbian porn is how femme-on-femme action got a bad rap. Cis dudes love femme-on-femme. And good queers reject everything that cis dudes like, right? I mean, that’s pretty much how I decide everything: if cis dudes like it, it’s my least favorite thing! Ew! Get that shit away from me!
But seriously. I’m ready to reclaim femme-on-femme loving, y’all. In a big way. Who’s with me?
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Mia McKenzie is a writer and a smart, scrappy Philadelphian with a deep love of vegan pomegranate ice cream and fake fur collars. She is a black feminist and a freaking queer, facts that are often reflected in her writings, which have won her some awards and grants, such as the Astraea Foundation’s Writers Fund Award and the Leeway Foundation’s Transformation Award. She just finished a novel and has a short story forthcoming in The Kenyon Review. She is a nerd, and the creator of Black Girl Dangerous, a revolutionary blog.
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me too! I’m into femmes and butches, bois, and studs.
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“Maybe it seems strange for someone who makes a living writing about sex and who has been sexually active since age 17 to be sticking up for a 29-year-old virgin, but I see this as a wider issue. To me, sexual freedom means being able to make your own sexual choices for whatever reasons you like and not be shamed for them. Saying that you have the right to make your own decisions but that your reasoning is faulty is like being pro-choice but saying a woman should only have an abortion for a “good” reason. The problem is that “good” is subjective, as is “gift.” If Jones is a role model for other virgins, I don’t see why that’s a bad thing, as long as being a virgin isn’t being upheld as the only way to be “good.” — Rachel Kramer Bussel at The Frisky (via hellyeahscarleteen)
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