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Last night was ridiculous.

I started with a few friends at a river-side bar, then a massive electronic concert downtown, and ended up in a bar with sand. Who has sand in a bar???? WHO???
I officially have a group of girly-girls to go dancing with!! And it's possibly the best thing ever.
I love dancing.
ALSO!
Someone(female) actually figured out I am gay without me telling them. Yes, that's right! Isn't that crazy?! She said she just "knew". I was wearing 3 inch heels and a dress. Crazy. Crazy. We know our own kind I guess lol. She has keen "gaydar."
The electronic music was amazing last night. So hot. You could hear it from reaaaaally far away.






Nostalgic Vancouver Fashion Show Moment

Email from my brother:

Him: Check out these nostalgic pics from your Vancouver Fashion Week Show!

I open the attachment with a photo of me with all my models from the Brandycandy Line

Me: Haha! Nice! I look so different

Him: Not that different. You are still surrounded in hot chicks.

Me: Lmaoooooo


He's so funny. I should start sewing again though!




What It's Like Being A Lesbian In A Dress

Hey guys! Your gay ambassador here!


Lately I have been hearing a lot about fem-invisibility. Basically lesbians who don't "look like" lesbians and are tired of not being acknowledged as queer and are getting no action.
I hear your cries. Don't defenestrate yourself! We are going to figure this out together! 
It's true people- some of us like pedicures and making out with girls. It's a real thing.
How do we solve this problem? Not acknowledging fem's just strengthens these stereotypes. We shouldn't have to shave our heads, head to Brooks brothers for button-up shirts, and stop wearing mascara. I like mascara, darn it!
In a way though, I am like Clark Kent. Heterosexual on the outside. Lady lover insides. I can go freely about without being hassled. No one see's me buying mangoes and thinks, "Sodomite! She must have a girlfriend!" And not being able to buy mangoes peacefully would be soooo sad because mangoes are one of my favourite things in the entire universe. I would solely eat mangoes if I could. In fact recently I accidentally did this out of passion for the delicious fruit of wonder and then one day I was driving home from the dog park and started craving protein sooooooo badly. I was like Gollum and I swear if there had been a salmon in front of me I would have clubbed it on the head and eaten it right then and there.....it was my inner Kraken
myyyypreciousssssssssssessssssss
....anyways!
Then we get to fem lessie dating. I can tell you first hand that a lot of people thought I was not gay when I was with my first girlfriend 3ish years ago. I have long hair. I listen to girly pop/hip-hop/fluffy rock music a lot. I drive a cute red car. I love wine. I have a fufffy white dog named after Bettie Page. Half my clothes are pink... shall I go on? You get the picture.
I'm super curious to hear what you guys think of fem invisibility as it is something I have been musing on for the past couple days. What do we do to make it more acceptable for women to keep their "femininity" and to be taken seriously as a queer lady? I use quotes there because also, you don't have to wear pink to be "feminine".
I haven't experienced this yet but I have also heard about lesbian women not accepting fem's into their social circle simply because they are fem's and don't seem "gay" enough. Personally, if that's someone entire basis of deciding if they want to be my friend then I'm down with passing on their friendship anyways. People are people. Hang out with people who rock your world! And share your mangoes with them. And don't club fish on the head.
Amen.
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My Intern At Quiksilver In Huntington Beach, Los Angeles

I'm standing in Compton beside a metal poll hoping to not get shot or abducted. If you aren't familiar with Los Angeles I will tell you- Compton is notorious for gang violence. In particular the Bloods, the Crips, and the Sonenos. When I told the driver of the orange bus that I thought I was lost she went, "I think you are too." in a deadpan voice. And now I'm standing beside a poll which has a teeny tiny sign on it that meekly says "bus" and I'm deeply regretting wearing this denim mini-skirt. When the bus FINALLY arrives the driver announces that he thinks it is going to break down because it's shaking the entire trip back to the previous bus station.

By the time I arrive at the Quiksilver office for my interview sweat is running down my face and legs because I just ran for 15 minutes straight in the blazing California sun. Upon arrival I decide I am not going to get the job and should just enjoy the interview and relax. And so, of course, I got the job! 

There is a big skate park out back and famous surfers are around sometimes. It's pretty dope. I am working in the pattern/technical design department. There is a big sewing room where they make in-house samples and they keep huge rolls of fabric and swimwear bra-cups in massive boxes. My job is to test fabrics to see if the colour bleeds and also a little computer garment sketching(CAD). I also spend a lot of time cutting people's patterns apart for them after they get printed off of these huge roller printers. I'm just happy to be there soaking it all up. Sponge-like.
Every now and then I go through the creative design department. It smells like popcorn and there are colourful things everywhere. It feels like home :)




Eating Dog Food, Buying Roses For My GF, And Secret Admirers

Lady at the pet food store: "Hopefully your dog likes this kind and it doesn't make her sick."
Me: "Oh it's actually for both of us."
She laughs
Me: "It's so much better than what they served in prison."

Haha! Making friends.



Also someone left this note on my car under my windshield wipers on Thursday...pretty darn nice...


And I got roses for my super amazing girlfriend. I still can't believe how amazing she is. Oh, did I mention she is amazing? Amazing.
And I got my arm painted with henna at the company work picnic today which was super rad.
What a great week!

Pork, Rainbow Balloons, And One Sexy Girlfriend

Loud Portuguese music in the background. Smells like pork and cold fries. Women in flip flops roam about with tiny plastic glasses of wine.

Male friend I was scared to tell I was gay: "No one expects I'm a smoker."
Me: "No one expects I'm gay. But I am."
Him: "Hmmmm. Wait, what?"(confused/surprised expression)
Me: "I have a girlfriend."
Him: "Oh wow."
Me:"She's soooooo cute."
Him: "I'm not surprised because you are so cute!"
Me: Awww haha thanks. She is the best.
Him: You should have invited her
Me: I was nervous to tell you
Him: Why?
Me: I don't know haha
Him: It's totally all good

And then I came home to my mailbox literally full of rainbow balloons and glitter. Literally.
Telling the truth about being gay is the best thing I have ever done in my entire life. Bringing down the walls guys. Bring 'em down.