The second workshop I attended was one called "what about the men?" and I only went because it was lead by one of the people in the disability panel and they explained it (including that the title was a joke) at the end of that panel. It was about the perceptions of men with regards to masculinity and femininity, discussing the queer norms. My
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I remember a while back I think you were talking about a queer dress-code on here or on facebook and about a specific style; I vaguely remember discussing it with you but not what it was in reference to; that definitely seemed like a regional thing too.
femme invisibility sucks. When I first moved to a-ville and was furniture shopping with jeff (my roommate) I felt very selfconscious of being percieved as part of a couple with him, mostly because it would make me appear off-limits to all the beautiful queers. I figured I'd just pin rainbow patches or the radfem sign on my clothes whenever I went out with him, but we aren't out in public these days at all. Still, I kind of want to tattoo "queer" on my forehead sometimes just from being misread in the lesbo community occasionally… it's frustrating, but embracing my femmyness also feels natural and good.
Also, your poem is fantastic!
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