Well, I was mistaken for a lesbian again tonight. This time a drag queen thought I was a girl.
*sigh* It's a real blow to your masculinity when a drag queen thinks you're girly. The one common factor in all these incidents of mistaken gender identity has been alcohol. Drunk people seem to think I'm a flat chested lesbian.
So in the interests of science stare at this picture while drinking. Keep track of the amount you've consumed and post the results when I start to look like a girl to you. This is the outfit I was wearing tonight.
unca g, I'm sober and you look like a girl dont take it as a comment against your masculinity or anything, though I gather you're rather comfortable with your sexuality.
Choose Life. Choose a job. Choose a career. Choose a family. Choose a fucking big television, choose washing machines, cars, compact disc players and electrical tin openers. Choose good health, low cholesterol, and dental insurance. Choose fixed interest mortgage repayments. Choose a starter home. Choose your friends. Choose leisurewear and matching luggage. Choose DIY and wondering who the fuck you are on a Sunday morning. Choose sitting on that couch watching mind-numbing, spirit-crushing game shows, stuffing fucking junk food into your mouth. Choose rotting away at the end of it all, pishing your last in a miserable home, nothing more than an embarrassment to the selfish, fucked up brats you spawned to replace yourself. Choose your future. Choose life... But why would I want to do a thing like that? I chose not to choose life. I chose somethin' else. And the reasons? There are no reasons. Who needs reasons when you've got heroin?
- Mark Renton, Trainspotting.
Seriously, I can see you as a slightly feminine man, or a slightly masculine woman; a lot would depend on posture and behavior at the time, as well as the amount of alcohol I'd consumed.
Well, this is an entirely sober opinion, but from the front you just come off as a girly man (it's probably the girliest frontal image I've ever seen of you, and that's saying something), but from behind I could definitely see you being mistaken for female; that's what my first guess would have been. Hell, I have long hair and a flight attendant who walked up to me without seeing my face addressed me as "miss" once.
The relaxed long hair and style of dress really make me think masculine female until I get a better look. I should really keep the safe hetero rule in mind: Until proven otherwise, assume male.
Even an ignorant, paranoid, cowardly, ugly, corrupt, unsociable, aristocratic thug can conquer large parts of the world, kill thousands of people and be celebrated as the saviour of the Republic.
So I'm curious... why were you mistaken for a lesbian specifically instead of a woman in general?
And for the record, I don't have any booze on hand, but from the rear view I could definitely mistake you for a woman... especially when you stick your ass out like though.
ManaUser wrote:So I'm curious... why were you mistaken for a lesbian specifically instead of a woman in general?]
I'm guessing the words "gay bar" have something to do with it
It may also have to do with the butch lesbian stereotype. If people are mistaking Ghastly for a woman, they're likely mistaking him for an at least slightly masculine-looking woman, which some of them would then read as a lesbian.
I mostly don't like being called a lesbian, because I am a boy in a girl's body. I have longish hair and bangs though since I'm pretty much forcing myself to be a girl. I think Ghastly looks like a girl and I want to do him in the ass. Personally I want to be more attracted to girls then I am and less attracted to men. However I don't want to lose any of my attraction to chicks with dicks.
dont take it as a comment against your masculinity or anything, though I gather you're rather comfortable with your sexuality.
