By the time I graduated high school, I earned an A in Haters 101. I was never born with that inner desire to fit the mold, so I was largely accustomed to the haterade the cool kids threw at me as I walked by in my JNCO jeans and black lipstick.
This week I’ve decided to write about my two favorite things: Facebook and lesbians. Both consume my daily thoughts, deeply affect my day-to-day life, and come packed with more drama and irony than your favorite Shakespearean tragedy.
I have always worked hard to get what I want. I don’t wait around for good things to happen to me; instead, I make them happen. I have a dream and a vision and before I know it, I’m on a mission. Such is the spirit of a true femme.
One of my favorite things about living in Washington, D.C. is Pride season. The weather is hot, the trees are blooming, and everyone starts breaking out their light attire. DC Black Pride is always my first guaranteed opportunity to break out my "light attire" and celebrate with the drool worthy folks I am happy to call queer family.
