The scene: The Infamous BlueJay and myself, standing at a bus stop in downtown Seattle after getting our badges for Sakura-Con. I am dressed in my usual manner, BlueJay is wearing skinny black jeans, black Converse, a black hoodie, and a black double-breasted wool pea coat.
A guy in his early 20s, looking like he fell out of a Hollister store, walks up to us with a confused look and asks, "Can I ask you two a question? Are you, like, lesbians?"
::cue blank stares from us::
Me: Why are you asking?"
Him: "Well, you're standing together, and you're wearing black."
BlueJay: "So when you're hanging out with your guy friends, do people ask you if you're gay?"
Him: "But I'm not wearing all black!"
Me: "...what?"
Jay, with a tone of you are a moron: "Son, wearing all black doesn't equal gay."
Me: "Look, there's the bus!"
What. The. Fuck? I don't care if someone asks if I'm queer (but randomly asking strangers at the bus stop is rude), but assuming two women are lesbians because they're walking together and wearing all black? Whaaaaat?
Life is never boring around here, that's for sure.
A guy in his early 20s, looking like he fell out of a Hollister store, walks up to us with a confused look and asks, "Can I ask you two a question? Are you, like, lesbians?"
::cue blank stares from us::
Me: Why are you asking?"
Him: "Well, you're standing together, and you're wearing black."
BlueJay: "So when you're hanging out with your guy friends, do people ask you if you're gay?"
Him: "But I'm not wearing all black!"
Me: "...what?"
Jay, with a tone of you are a moron: "Son, wearing all black doesn't equal gay."
Me: "Look, there's the bus!"
What. The. Fuck? I don't care if someone asks if I'm queer (but randomly asking strangers at the bus stop is rude), but assuming two women are lesbians because they're walking together and wearing all black? Whaaaaat?
Life is never boring around here, that's for sure.
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We agreed, as we drove home afterward, that it was probably easier to go with that than to explain the deep bond between a person and her daycare lady. Or, alternately, that we run a cemetery together. Because lesbianism's pretty normal, but sharing children and responsibility for a thousand corpses is, well, a bit odd.
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I want to read a dark fantasy mystery series with that for the back-cover blurb.
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Quote of the Day, here.
IIRC, you haven't (yet) met my sister, right? Well, she's blonde & a few inches taller than me, and it's my impression we are regularly mistaken for a couple. It's a thing I have adjusted to.
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Which is not weird at all. Not in the slightest. ;>
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I admit, I walked past all the teenaged Sakura-con registrees as I headed into a movie and rolled my eyes a bit.
...but I AM wearing black! Well, jeans. And black. I MUST BE GAY! No, wait, I need someone to be gay with. NEVERMIND, IT WAS ALL A RUSE.
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Jay, with a tone of you are a moron: "Son, wearing all black doesn't equal gay."
All colors together = black. Rainbows = all colors. Rainbows = gay. Black = gay. Trust me, it's math. (Okay, it's shitty math and totally wrong but I am trying to prove something utterly ridiculous so I can't use real math. That'd just prove he was a moron.)
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OMG that explains everything
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Perhaps he should consider doing that with conservatively dressed politicians instead... might increase his odds.
What's even better is when a guy & a girl are together and get called lesbians. It's kind of awesome in its wrongness (& generally an inadvertent compliment to the guy as far as I'm concerned) ;)
Ah... I love you my little queen of the lesbian vampires!
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You're too young to know.
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How narrow is this guy's brain that it thinks: "People dressed slightly unusually = gay"? How long has he been in Seattle, for that matter? It's a big city! Surely he has seen unusual-looking people of all kinds before, hasn't he? Or did he just fall off the metaphorical turnip truck from some tiny town somewhere?
The mind BOGGLES.
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Yes. That's what I'm going with. To do otherwise just makes me waaaay too sad for the next generation.
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Good lord. I am quite certain that they were HOPING you were a couple because of all the happy little fantasies that would give them.
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Of course, I'm the one in black, whereas she looks like she's been assaulted by a rainbow. He never would have known.
OH MY GOD I AM A NINJA LESBIAN!
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Of course, that might have something to do with the fact that I am TOTALLY going to use the phrase "assaulted by a rainbow" the next time I talk to my (determinedly colorful) girlfriend :D
<3!
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Like the terrifying array of pastel-clad older tourists I encountered one easter in NOLA, at C5?
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Still, it's a very odd assumption to make . . . particularly since they weren't wearing matching STYLES of clothes (ruffles and femme vs. jeans and a hoodie, the only similarity being the black color scheme.)
They could have been adhering to the rather odious assumption that lesbians (or girl-girl couples of whatever orientation) ALWAYS have to have a "butch" and a "femme," because one person always has to "be the guy."
Wonder what they'd make of us, in our femme-femme mismatched splendour? :D
<3!
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While my girl and I fall under the butch/femme stereotype more often than not, we still could have ninja-ed him due to technical bisexuality (though neither of us has a boyfriend at the moment).
<3 back!
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Also, heh. We have occasionally had to choke back laughter at people exclaiming that we're "So close! Like sisters!"
(Just to be clear, was not saying ANYTHING against butch/femme couples, only the assumption that someone is "playing a male role" -- personally, even if someone is standing in front of me in full leather-Daddy gear wearing a strap-on, I am still going to treat her as a woman who is being perfectly legitimately feminine, because femininity has a huge range of expressions . . . unless she TELLS me she's expressing herself as male, in which case I change pronouns.)
Not that I didn't figure you knew that, but I didn't want to be inadvertently rude :)
And I am always amused by randomly ninja-ing passersby who we don't feel need the application of the Clue Bat -- it's amazing what people will unconsciously rationalize unless you bring it to their attention!
*black-clad rainbow-lovin' fistbump*
-- A ;)
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And I didn't take offense at all; no worries there! She and I constantly joke about me being the "boy" in the relationship (though she deals with the spiders; another gender stereotype we gladly wave our middle fingers at), and that she is my "housewife".
After
stalkingexamining your journal, I'd like to be friends! I'll go prattle on in your introduction post; I don't want to clog up the comments since Jillian already knows all about me. Be there in a bit, the girl and I are just waking up and taking meds (nocturnal? us?).From:
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We have a bit of entertaining gender- and genre-bending in our relationships, since we have two bi males, two bi females, comprising one triad and one dyad . . . I'm the one that does the spider-scooping (and the moth-catching, since one of the guys is Deeply Not A Fan Of Moths), Lucy does everything else Nature Girl-oriented (I have a black thumb when it comes to plants!), we split up the cooking/childcare/cleaning according to aptitude, my teenage daughter contributes ample snarkitude (and awesomeness), and my partners' 4-year-old daughter's current aspiration in life is to be Audrey II from Little Shop of Horrors when she grows up :)
It's an amazing life :D
Thanks so much for the add, and I've added you back!
<3!
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In fact, that's what I'm going to say, in a tearful voice, next time someone looks askance at my Lovely Colors And Patterns.
thanks!
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And bah to looking askance! No one should look askance at another person, unless they're looking at someone in a blood-spattered clown suit. In which case they might want to surreptitiously move away as well.
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Didn't you get the memo?
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... just kidding :) The guy sounds like a complete twit.
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Enter stage right a dozen or so girls in hockey team uniforms, cartwheeling around the bar with their underwear on display. The captain came up to our table.
HC: ooh are you on a date?
Me: no, we're just friends
HC: aw that's so sweet!
Cue more cartwheeling and showing of knickers. Exit hockey girls stage left.
Me: she fancies you
Friend: no, she fancies *you*
[and so on until friend's bus pulled out]
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The last time I was having brunch w/ some lolita friends a woman gestured to our outfits and asked "your outfits, is it a part of your religion?"
Yes, the church of frilly skirts, duh. I'm always amazed at what contortions of logic people go through to explain anything out of the ordinary.
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That is AMAZING :D
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I can't even.
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I swear some people are just so intent on seeing something it's crazy.
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coming to this late, but y'know
Or he's just too dumb to breathe.