Click.... when we knew we were feminists

[dykeumentary]

Originally Posted by CherylNYC

I seem to get the same look when I'm not carrying my motorcycle helmet adorned with a rainbow sticker. Seriously. After a recent accident and injury I had to temporarily change the way I dress, and I haven't been able to ride my motorcycle for stretches of time. Wearing softer pants and shoes to match rather than jeans and riding boots, plus the absence of my helmet which functions as a dyke badge, seems to cause people to assume I'm straight. Because I always rode almost everywhere I went, I haven't felt that ostracizing stare in women's bars and events that my femme sisters always talk about. Until now. Ugh.

Whoops! Derail over.

It breaks my butch dyke feminist heart every time I hear that a Femme feels invisible! I know you fierce Femmes can (and do) handle it, so i won't ask if there's anything i could do to help.

Frankly I don't understand how everyone in the room doesn't celebrate when a beautiful woman walks into a space.
I know I celebrate!
I say that i do this as part of my "grassroots activism"... but I have less noble motives, too.