"You're too pretty to be a lesbian,"
"You're too pretty to be a lesbian..."
"YOU'RE TOO PRETTY TO BE A LESBIAN!" Seemingly closed minded individuals continuously announce.
How could someone so beautiful, smart and talented be a lesbian? Like there is no way possible a woman like me doesn't have any desire to be with a man.
Scandalous isn't it?
I hate to break it to you, but it is true. There are tons of women who walk around on a daily basis wearing a pink sundress and high heels, and that "just so happen" to fancy other women.
Sir, it is possible that beautiful blonde girl with green eyes you have had a crush on for years likes girls? It is possible your wife likes girls? Think I'm kidding? I'm not. I have heard stories about married women in their 30s-50s coming out.
Never forget, Phyllis Kroll.
You honestly never know.
Society acts as if this is a new phenomenon, when in actuality femme lesbians have existed since the beginning of time. People just didn't come out back then because they typically chose to stay away from threats regarding persecution. Can you blame them?
Sometimes I wish I looked more like society's version of a lesbian to spare myself the excruciating embarrassment of having to respond to the pain I feel in the first seven words of this article. But then I remember, that just simply isn't me. I am too fond of curling my hair, putting on a full face of makeup and looking like, well, a female. I couldn't possibly dress like a boy everyday of my life.
In the beginning stages of my lesbianism, I was so incredibly horrified of persecution I would just pretend like I was straight. I would even "talk" to boys just so people wouldn't gossip and wonder why I was the only girl around that hasn't had a boyfriend. I look back and realize how silly it was of me to act like someone I wasn't, but I was only doing it for my own good, and quite frankly, I don't regret it. I'm sure almost everyone in the LGBT community can understand my reasoning. I still do get a little nervous and slightly pink in the cheeks when I have to tell people I am a lesbian. I think its just become a habit, and deep down I am still afraid of judgement. It's tough because being gay isn't the social norm, but I am happy to say that society is becoming increasingly accepting.
As years go by, I am progressively becoming more comfortable with who I am. Pretty soon I will be able to stand on a rooftop and scream, "I'M A LESBIAN EVERYBODY!" I can feel this moment approaching.
In summation, I am writing not to complain, but to express the difficulties and obstacles us femme lesbians encounter on a daily basis, (as much as we love and appreciate our butch lesbians). I am writing to be the voice for all of the feminine lesbian's out there, and with hopes that they will be able to relate. Everyone just wants to be understood.
Stay tuned for "The Chronicles of a Lipstick Lesbian: Part I," coming sometime next week or whenever I'm having a sudden caffeine kick.
