I'm the kind of femme who cultivates a certain style... Because I want to be seen a certain way...

BUT....

If I look into the mirror and start beliving my own creation.

Then I need to change it up...

I like look frumpy... not to feel that way...


*running hand over head to make the half hawk stand up*

Thought I'd try to finish this...LOL
 

I'm a homebody...a happy home that is a sanctuary from the storms of life is what I need.

Expensive or elaborate gifts are nice but not required...the greatest gifts are those that come from the heart and can be as simple as a twisted paperclip.

Always a lady, only revealing that "other" side of me to my partner in the privacy of our home.

A Libra, I desire balance in my life...much like water seeking its own level. My partner will be the yang to my yin.

There are only a few things I expect (in no particular order)...honesty, fidelity/loyalty, mutual respect...

Some things I cannot tolerate...infidelity, dishonesty, cruelty to animals, children or the elderly, domestic violence, yelling/screaming...

Arguments happen...they are an essential part of all healthy relationships. But I do not believe in screaming matches because it impedes listening. Discussion is my "style" if you will.

I would never hit anyone below the belt...attack their core. Treating others as I want to be treated...loving my neighbor as myself...recognizing that I am my sister/brother's keeper...accepting that the people in my life the way they are not the way I wish they were.

I am a believer in forgiveness, second chances and giving people the benefit of the doubt.

A work in progress, I'm human and hopelessly flawed. When I'm wrong, I say that I am wrong and will make amends. It's taken me a lifetime to get there and sometimes the words taste like vinegar but I own my "stuff".

I am guilty of being generous to a fault but my heart is always in the right place.

My only agenda is to be kind to others hoping that in some small way I can make this world a better place.

I am a submissive but not a doormat. I am a babygrrl but not a child or childish. I am a woman and enthusiastically embrace all facets of my femininity but I am not a Stepford Wife.

Don't be fooled...this femme is also a momma Grizzly and will protect and defend with my very life, if necessary, those whom I love.

While the majority of the time my disposition is sunny, I do have my dark, brooding moments. At those rare times I will withdraw into myself and plunge myself into writing or drawing...using the inherent tunnel vision to channel my creative energies into drawing beauty from darkness and bringing it into the light.

I'm spiritual not religious...life and everything around us is a beautiful gift from the Universe to be recognized as such, appreciated and learned from.

I am resilient...a Phoenix...a Steel Magnolia.

I am a woman of many moods, faces, and personalities. I am a daughter, a sister, a mother, lover and friend. I am a bitch, and an angel, a saint and a whore. I am whole in all that I think and feel and yet incomplete in everything that I am. I am a mistress of nothing. I own everything I do. I am modern and old school all at the same, I believe in miracles, magick, and most of all, I believe in love. I am an artist. I am an Aquarian. I am obsessive and compulsive - I am nurturing and loving. I am an oxymoron and everyday, I am born again with the sun rising. I am the kind of femme that you can't always rely on but you can always trust in. I am the kind of femme that may let you down but I'll fall down alongside of you. I am utterly girlie and hopelessly dreamy. I live in the clouds and die in the sun. I am a contradiction, a complication and an open book. I am the kind of femme who hates to be loved yet needs it more than air.

Ev'rybody knows
That Baby's got new clothes
But lately I see her ribbons and her bows
Have fallen from her curls
She takes just like a woman, yes she does
She makes love just like a woman, yes she does
And she aches just like a woman
But she breaks just like a little girl.

-Bob Dylan

What a wonderful, affirming thread!!

I am a nurturing femme: A parent to other people's children and my grandchildren not of my bloodline, kisser of booboos, fixer of meals for friends, family and strangers, maker of chicken soup when you have a cold, hugs fierce enough to break through many insecurities, shoulders strong enough to stay unbowed when someone I love needs to lean on them or cry on them. I am now planning to nurture some more foster kids in my life, perhaps even adopt a child who needs a nurturing parent.

I am an easy-going femme: It took exiting a high-drama marriage to really affirm (much to my delight) that I'm actually a very low-drama easy-going optimistic adaptable person.

I am a geek femme: Engineering degree, teacher of geek topics, and very excited about trying to move towards teaching math. I love math. How to entertain a geek femme? Give her some colored bucky balls (tiny magnetic balls) and let her make jewelry from them.

I am a capable femme: I am the ultimate pragmatic, practical Taurus. I have supported myself since I was 17. I have a power tool collection that many butches would envy, and my dream is to find a butch who could work beside me on doing things around my house, and who would be turned on by the sight of my deep-slut-red nails wrapped around a circular saw instead of being put off that a femme would rather receive a sliding compound miter saw for her birthday than an expensive bit of jewelry.

I am an intelligent femme: I crave conversation that requires me to think, that calls on the things that I know or teaches me new things, that challenges me and opens my mind.

I am a "low" femme: I wear makeup when I go out, but not for work or everyday. A 2.5" heel is a "high heel" for me these days. I live in sun dresses in the summer and occasionally wear skirts, tights and boots in the winter but you'll find me most often in jeans -- or, if it's around the house, in sweatpants and no bra.

I am a strong femme: Strong enough to weather a lot of crap in my life. Strong enough to pick myself up and figure out how to walk away from that crap once and for all, and never go back to it. Strong enough to take care of myself. Strong enough to let others take care of me when I need or deserve it. Strong enough to face my fears. Strong enough to work through the rough times when fear or sadness have me by the throat. Strong enough to actively and deliberately seek out the good thing in life, and build myself a life bolstered by love.

I am a femme who loves to dance. I heard this quote the other day: "I wonder, where do we find home, that absolute soul satisfying comfort without question? In the name of what do you do what you do, what drives you, what are you passionate about, what makes you happy - not just what makes you smile, but what transports you and makes you take a deep breath and dissolves your brain, courses through your body, an absolute merger of body and mind and spirit, leaving thoughts behind, emotion just coursing through you, where do you find that?" I find that level of passionate happiness in two things: In dancing, even if by myself in the living room, and in the butch/femme dance.

I am an old school femme who craves the butch-femme dance, not because I'm incapable of doing things for myself but because in every dance there is a lead and a follow, doing different but complementary things; both take equal skill, and the dance is all the more beautiful if both love their part of the dance. I love the dance, that yin to my yang, that energy that complements my own in every way.

I am a single femme who would love to find the butch of my dreams, someone to treasure me and talk to me about everything under the sun, someone to dance with me even just swaying in a circle around the living room, someone who appreciates all I am and wants to be the best she can be for me, someone who trusts me and takes care of me and lets me take care of her right back, someone who believes that lesbian bed death is a disease that must be eradicated from our community and is willing to aggressively do her part to ensure that it never infests our home, someone who means what she promises, knows that relationships take at last as much time and maintenance as a home or a care and is willing to do that work, in sickness and in health, for better or worse, for richer for poorer, as long as we both shall live. Applications are being accepted. ;)

(oh, and I'm obviously a very verbose femme who is incapable of brevity!!)

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Katniss~~(yes I am being esoteric and no I will not give an 'easy' button a'la Office Depot.)

The slow evolution from then to now.

I am timeless, warrantless, and even a bit effortless. I am no damsel-in-distress. I am eager, and often submit to my fancies. I am opinionated, and sometimes, overbearing and crass. I am not thoughtless, but thought full. I am heavy with concern, and lighted by my spirit. I am educated, and perhaps that lends to many people in my life who say I am intimidating. I am solid in my sex, and do not wince too easily. I profess that I am not a fan of horror, it makes me cringe. I am often dissatisfied with my body, and will bitch about it, but I do not see myself as you do. I see the crow’s feet and am reminded of the laughter. I see the stretch marks and look at my son who created them, and am forced to smile. I see my overly large tattoos and I am reminded of who I am inside; what caused me to get them in the first place. I have triumphed over many fears and have given in to them, as well. I am messy and sometimes, a pain in the ass. But I promise, I pick my fights fairly, and will admit when I am wrong. I am soft little girl who cares too much, and I am loving mother who stands by her child. Yes, I own dresses, and make-up, and high heels, but I am also a devote wearer of jeans and t-shirts. I can sway my hips and mesmerize. I can touch a face with a gentle caress, but it is not only a face I want to touch; it is the heart and soul. I am a caretaker, a nurturer, and someone who just wants to see a smile.

Who am I as a woman, a person and a femme:

I am a guttersnipe, who grew into a happy and productive human being.

It took me a long time to get here and I will fight for my right to be who I am today.

I ride in the front seat in my life and refuse to ride in the back.

I have control issues and can come across as intimating at times.

I am giving and tenderhearted, but don’t mistake it for weakness. I won’t listen to you whine for long, without expecting to see you take some action and ownership. Yes, I expect the same of myself. I will call you on your shit and please do it in return. I will have your back and you must have mine.

If I love you, I get rose colored glasses. I will overlook things, if the good is great. I will not give up my friends, work or life for you. If you think I belong on my back, you have the wrong woman.

Art makes me feel alive. I need color and light in my life. If you want to make a back porch from car parts I won’t question it, but help you. I love the imaginative and creative.

I pinch pennies, because of my past and using credit will stress me out. I live well below my means.

I live simple and clutter makes me feel anxious and boxed in.

I am no longer defined by my job or my family or you anymore. This is growth for me.

I no longer live in the past (why) or future (what ifs), I live in today and am grateful for today.

I am not only a survivor, but I have also managed to thrive.

A bit like walking a panther on a leash. Or so I've been told....

Katniss~~(if you don't have confidence, creativity and intelligence this could all end very badly...)

LOVE THIS!!

I am everything but always one thing, me. I am hot black leather heels and worn out dirty cowgirl boots. I am a red camaro and a muddy chevy truck. I am a femme that likes doors held open for me but dont dare tell me you will move the hay bales. I am sweet but bitchy. I am soft but hard. I am a contrast femme.

BUMPING THREAD....In hopes of others seeing it who might want to post ...

I am Femme, Woman and Straight-Lesbian.

My politics: seeking world change by bettering one corner at a time.
My religion: first do no harm.

Classy but not superficial.
Elegant but not pretentious.
Homey...earthy...

Fine dining and dirt digging.
Operas and coffehouses.

Make-up not needed,
lipstick lesbian if I want to leave a mark.
Smokey gypsy eyes - matron trait.

The world is my backyard.

Foreign, exotic...most of all...
Brains...
My story...Femme r-evolution.
Full acceptance...My body...My power...My right.

Femme...Cunt...Lady...Ms....
Femme...Bitch...
Femme...

Yep, that would be Me.

Here I am world
 

I am femme - I don't pretend to be anything but.

I don't wear make up very often - It's too hot in Florida and it ends up being all over my phone by noon time. The last time I wore make up was my wedding day. :bunchflowers: :wine:

I am a bitch at times. I can hold a grudge. If I don't like you, don't expect me to hang out with you in my spare time. :sunglass:

I cannot tolerate ignorance AT ALL. :byebye: That has to be one of my biggest pet peeves.

I LOVE my flipflops, tank tops and shorts....I don't wear dresses much.

I am a wine snob - I think Florida has the worst tasting wines. I prefer foreign wines over domestic.

I am
 

I am in a crowd, perfect in red, heels six inches, lipstick set like cement, powder without a blemish, hair in curls, hands on purse, talking theatre, talking news, cross-legged, fingers on the wine glass.

I am alone, on the couch, cotton undies, knee-high socks, glasses, Supernatural DVDs, no makeup, hair a mess, covered in oreo crumbs, counting the calories, wishing my jeans still fit, ordering pizza.

Glamorous as fuck.

I am a femme who...

Likes my beaches deserted
My wineglass full
My kayak right side up
The only thing "hello kitty' about my household is the morning greeting to my cat.


Katniss~~