The Lesbian Corner, Twenties

Stop Calling it a Gay Wedding

Our wedding is not a gay wedding, it’s a wedding. A traditional service, conducted by an official celebrant, me in a white dress, her in a suit, bridesmaids, a page boy, cake and cocktails. That’s it. Traditional, conservative with not a rainbow in sight. So why is everyone so consumed with the notion that my wedding is any different from any other?


Dear Butch, Love Femme.

Something that I posted back in the day when I first came out and was exploring the dynamics of the lesbian world and my love of butch women. If you want more information about Sapphic City and my previous exploits click on the link or head to About Me.   Dear Butch… I see you. When I rolled over this…

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