Irvine511
Blue Crack Supplier
so i'm walking through East Dupont on Saturday after the Cindy Sheehan ralley, and i'm wearing my Lucky Jeans and a hot red shirt i got at a concert i went to on Thursday at the Black Cat -- the bad was called "Q and not U" and they were very punk, though with a synthesizer and in a kind of Clash-meets-New-Order kind of way. the shirt is mad cool, the name of the band and an upsidedown DC flag, white printing on a red shirt. i also had on my slightly gay-ish manbag and was strutting towards 17th street, which is the gayest street in the District, but i had every intention of simply crossing over 17th to 16th so i could take the bus up to my neighborhood.
anyway, i walked past a bunch of guys walking west on Q street from 17th, and as they passed me, one of them asked, in a faux-innocent-which-means-slightly-mocking way, "are you going to the Red Party tonight?"
the Red Party is one of many gay circuit parties held across the country and globe where everyone wears a single color (i.e., red) and parties and dances and it's filled with enough fabulosity to rock your face off.
i've never been to a circuit party; don't really plan on it, though i am curious.
now, i'm a masculine guy. i don't lisp; i don't swish; i don't strut (swagger, maybe); i do have good shoes and good jeans, but not that good. i don't think there's anything about me that might be considered "obvious" -- but, boom, they called me on it.
gaydar can be a powerful thing.
i've been out for over 2 years, and don't think i've would ever be labled "gay" except were i on a date with another man, in a gay bar or club, etc.
how things have changed. or have they?
i wasn't offended; i just feel like my cover's been blown.
(heh-heh ... blown)
anyway, i walked past a bunch of guys walking west on Q street from 17th, and as they passed me, one of them asked, in a faux-innocent-which-means-slightly-mocking way, "are you going to the Red Party tonight?"
the Red Party is one of many gay circuit parties held across the country and globe where everyone wears a single color (i.e., red) and parties and dances and it's filled with enough fabulosity to rock your face off.
i've never been to a circuit party; don't really plan on it, though i am curious.
now, i'm a masculine guy. i don't lisp; i don't swish; i don't strut (swagger, maybe); i do have good shoes and good jeans, but not that good. i don't think there's anything about me that might be considered "obvious" -- but, boom, they called me on it.
gaydar can be a powerful thing.
i've been out for over 2 years, and don't think i've would ever be labled "gay" except were i on a date with another man, in a gay bar or club, etc.
how things have changed. or have they?
i wasn't offended; i just feel like my cover's been blown.
(heh-heh ... blown)
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