Paddy's 🤪 Beautiful Friends

I will always reblog this

still remember how revolutionary this ad felt 10 years ago

excuse me but it still feels revolutionary

Keep reblogging until it feels normal everywhere.

19-year-olds on this site cuss me out for being a bisexual identifying as high femme but I recently spent ten consecutive days with my (also bisexual) soft masc girlfriend of five years for the first time in our ridiculously long-distance relationship (gayest thing I’ve ever said, really) and it couldn’t be clearer to me, her, or her Black lesbian friends that a high femme is exactly what I am, to the point that my girlfriend was told she appears like a stud simply by association with me. “You guys look ambiguous when alone but next to each other it all just falls into place and makes perfect sense,” because she’s tall and solid in her curls, leather jackets and boots and I’m in red lipstick, long layered waves, pink skirts, cardigans and heels. Because she opens doors for me, offers her hand for me as I get up or walk on uneven paths, and cuts my pancakes or chicken for me in restaurants, while I fold her clothes, redecorate her room to make it a home, and dust glitter on her when we’re going “out” out. Because she’s a silly golden retriever and one of the bros and I’m a stable presence and gently keep her in check. She’s so fluid in her gender and sexuality she could probably date anybody and even assume the role of the more fem one in the relationship. I would only date mascs or men and assume a femme (not just feminine) role, but I’m also demisexual and attracted to people primarily based on emotional connection, and I love her exactly the way she is. There is a complementary softness and an authentic understanding between us that makes it work. We’ve been told she obviously dresses like a bisexual/tomboy and I look like a lipstick lesbian, that our outfits appear coordinated (totally unintentional) and seen together there’s no way we’re not dating. In the (paraphrased) words of Leslie Feinberg, you can discourse and gatekeep all you want but butchfemme is something that you immediately recognise when you see it on the streets, and that communal identification is truly one of my favourite things about (especially BIPOC) sapphic and queer culture.