Really, has it come to this? Lifelong lesbian moves to SF & starts dating & having sex with men.
Except the title’s all wrong since it’s part of a series about bisexuality, in fact.
Still, I loved this:
As if the hot boi in the bow tie and suspenders would suddenly leap up and pronounce me a fraud between Le Tigre mashups.
Because of course that hot boi in the bow tie could very well be a fraud in ‘not queer enough’ sense she’s making reference to, and really, who cares anymore? Does anyone care? & Yes, I know they do. I know lesbians who married men who got endless shit about it, got called sellouts & worse. I know that to some people I am not queer enough & never will be.
But it’s so, so tiresome, all of us always explaining and defending our authenticity. So how’s this: what if we all just leave labels out of it & have sex with who we want?
I know, that’s just nuts, isn’t it?