Open your Mind and Let your Body be Free

I love where I live and where I've grown up. I've been allotted this freedom to grow mentally, emotionally and spiritually. I've grown up with the ability to not only live within the box but to experience life outside of it and that is what is most important to me. Freedom! I was taught tolerance towards the unknown. There in lies fear. We fear what we do not understand what we do not know.

I want to open your eyes to what is out there, out here, out in the world. Sometimes when we live in a Metropolitan city we are blind to the world outside of the city. There are so many people who can't tell the difference between a goat and a lamb, can't tell you how plants survive, they don't know that some cities don't have skyscrapers or a Starbucks on every corner. We think some people live sheltered lives and sometimes we do too, to an extent.

Point of this that I want you to hear me out. I love to write lesbian stories, most of the one's that are out there and published are Lesbian Erotica.  That said, sex is a large part of what I write but more than that is the act of love. Now I know many will not agree with me but for me Sex is directly connected to love. The love of the person you are with, the love of who they are, the love of their body or the love of the act.

All this has lead me to being open minded about trying new things.

My wife and I have been together 7 years and we were pretty new to everything when we first got together. Now that being said we weren't for long. When we got together it was hard for us to do anything other than leave the bedroom, I mean we had months of repressed feelings to get through. It took a while to get past the newness and truth be told it's still new for us.

The best part about being with someone you love and love being intimate with is, finding new things to do and new ways to do it. Explore each other and take your time and never be to shy to ask for what you want or need. Hiding what you want is just going to make you frustrated. One of the funnest and easiest ways to try something different is a sex toy.

                             
I know some people are really adverse and believe that anything on your body is fair game and therefore you don't need anything else and by all intents an purposes you are right. But let me tell you a toy can add an extra something that leaves your mouth and hands free to do as they please while adding some stimulation somewhere else. Just give it a thought for a little while and soon enough I'll give you a list of fun stuff to try that won't be too hard.

40 Moms 40 Messages

I know it is a struggle to live in a society that can constantly be harassing you. Dealing with people in your life that are unsupportive or mean. Living a life of shame or distress. I haven't had it easy and it has been a struggle. I don't hate myself for the person that I am and the person I have grown to become.  I accept myself and if there is something that I feel is a flaw I try to work on it, not for others but to become a better person.

I know its hard and we may not have the support we need to face the realities of this world. Just do me a favor and listen to this. You're not alone. None of us are. I am here for anyone who needs it. What this is, is a blessing in disguise.

A website called 40 moms 40 messages. If you don't have that ear to speak to or the words to get you through the day visit this site. There is somewhere you can turn to just don't give up. You don't have be alone for the holidays.

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The Grass is greener on the Other Side!

I Love my mom. Now I know this may not seem relevant to me or to this blog but bear with me. I want to show you a little something I have come to appreciate.

Growing up my mom would tell me one day you are going to thank me for being so strict. My obvious grumbling under my breath, yea when pigs fly. I am telling you in confidence hoping you won't tell her, I am thankful to her. When I was a kid my mom seemed selfish, mean, angry, hostile and every other word you use to describe a parent as a teenager. All those adjectives were probably accurate to the person she could be but for a specific reason.

Not to get too off track, but sometimes her menstrual cycle made her crazy and she didn't understand it. Women haven't always discussed their personal lives, issues and concerns freely with others, making it difficult to understand what is going on in their lives. She read a book about 8 years ago and that helped her a lot to deal with many woman based problems.

As I got older I realized the grass was so fucking green on my side. I had great parents compared to others. I'm neither bragging nor insulting I just want others to appreciate what they have. Every single parent will make mistakes. Being a parent is all about learning. Children are brought into this world to teach us all something. Children keep us on our toes. Now not all of us are meant to be parents. My aunt has made an amazing aunt and Godmother to many of us, but she would not have been a great mom, it just wasn't for her.

The lessons I learned from my mom are simple; be strict, consistent and selfless. Everyone will make mistakes but they are there for us to learn from them. Never take any experience in vain, use it as a building block to be a better person. This is what makes a good parent not buying them everything they want. I am warning you that makes brats. Once your baby is born they become your child and you become their parent. They will have lots of friends and they don't need another friend they need a parent or parents. Only you can provide that.

Children are the greatest gift and they should never be taken for granted.

My mom isn't and will never be perfect, but she has taught me many valuable lessons not just about being a parent but also about life. I love her and on certain days I hate her and I can accept that. I love her for the person she has grown to be. The person she has changed into. The person who has made me a better person.

Fluidity of Sexuality

Fluidity of Sexuality is something that has been thrown around in our community/society/world everywhere. Don't hate me and don't stop reading there, allow me to make my point and then you can hit the x at the top of the page and come back when you're ready.

As a lesbian I would say that the biggest mistake a straight man can say when trying to hit on you is: "You just haven't met the right guy." Now the worst thing he can say is: "Let me show you what a real man can do." I don't know if that works for anyone but it makes me feel like you are forcing yourself on me.

Let me give you a brief science lecture on chromosomes, I mean bear with me just a little longer. Sex chromosomes are explained to us during some sort of stage of schooling usually biology. It's pretty basic there are 22 chromosomes and 2 sex chromosomes, X and Y. XX makes girl and XY makes boy pretty simple. As with anything there are anomalies. Some anomalies can be XXYY, XXXY, XXXXY (Klinefelter Syndrome). Another mutation can be an extra Y chromosome, XYY. These male were once thought to be taller than the average male and overly aggressive, although not all show these characteristics. Turner Syndome is a condition that affects females and they have only one X chromosome.  Lastly is Trisomy X females also referred to as metafemales or superfemales, females who have and additional X chromosome, XXX.

Now there are intersex conditions. These conditions include abnormalities of the external genitals, sex chromosomes, internal reproductive organs or sex-related hormones. This means external genitals are not easily identifiable as either female or male. Not to be confused with a hermaphrodite who have both male and female parts. Their internal reproductive organs can be either incomplete or unusual. There is an inconsistency in external genitalia and internal reproductive organs and sex chromosome abnormalities. There can be an abnormality of the testes or ovaries and an over-or underproduction of sex-related hormones. They may also have and inability of the body to respond normally to sex-related hormones.

Then the question becomes what are the repercussions for individuals who are intersexed. It is very difficult to determine this because many may not find out until they are adolescents who aren't going through puberty when everyone else is. Or when they are unable to reproduce and have no idea why, this is where mental health professionals are necessary.

In my opinion, and in a few studies, these individuals are more likely to face gender-identity issues. For example girls with Adrenal Hyperplasia (most of these conditions are the excessive or deficient production of sex steroids) are more likely to be tomboys than girls without an intersex condition. Also, individuals with intersex conditions show gender-atypical behavior. Now although most people with intersex conditions grow up to be heterosexual, some with specific intersex conditions have an increase likelihood of growing up to be gay, lesbian or bisexual adults.

ALL THIS  leads back to my point that your sexuality isn't simply black and white. When you fall in love with someone you don't fall in love with their sexual organs you fall in love with a person. People fall in love with people, that's what my wife says and I agree. Now remember don't confuse lust with love, because you do fall in lust with how they can pleasure you sexually.

Feel free to fall in love and lust with anyone in the human race and don't allow labels to constrict you.

Discriminated

Have you ever been hated or discriminated against, I have, I've been protested and demonstrated against, picket signs... Eminem-Cleaning out my closet

If you're a minority someway somehow you have been discriminated against. We live in a society where we glorify war and hate love. As a minority you have to understand all the issues that affect you. Issues that try to oppress you.

I face a few issues or problems because I check a few minority boxes; Hispanic, Lesbian, Woman. These are issues that have been fought for by generations before and issues we are still fighting.

Hispanics have faced racism from day one like all the non "Native American" ethinicities before and after them. I don't think that anyone besides Native Americans have a right over this land and they aren't the ones with the problem. For Mexicans they were denied their own territory. The one thing that pisses me off is that some "white people" (I use this term loosely) act superior when they're immigrants too. Now I say white because we as a society define each other by color. We don't bother to study geography enough to be able to discern where everyone is from. The worst part is the term race, we are ONE human race. I know that not all of them have a superiority complex I have met many great white, anglo-American people, but on that same token I have met some racist assholes. All ethnic backgrounds have people with superiority complexes, who believe they are better than others.

Woman fought for their right to be an equal gender. We are still payed less in the work environment and have to face a glass ceiling in male dominated environments. Recently in the elections our right to an abortion was an issue even though its our body and no one elses. The definition of what rape is was questioned by an ignorant bigot of a man. We are still treated as if we have no right to speak for ourselves and make our own decisions.

As a lesbian I am still fighting that battle, we all are. As homosexuals we are fighting for equality. We don't have simple human rights. We are denied rights because of who we sleep with or who we love. Lucky for me and my generation people have been fighting for our rights for years and have won a few.

Recently I went to get my haircut. I had long hair all my life, from the moment I came out the womb my mom insisted that I should have long beautiful hair, her words not mine. When I was 18 I cut it to mid-back then shoulder length. Then finally just short. I went and got my hair cut short on the sides no more than an inch long and longer at the top maybe 4-5 inches long. Now I have been going to the same hairstylist for the past 20 years, I was a kid when she first started cutting my hair. It was for this reason that when I decided to go short I didn't go to her. She's kind of like an aunt and her opinion weighs heavily on me. She cuts my mom's, grandma and aunts' hair. So I went to a different hairstylist for that reason and because my wife bought me a Groupon.

This isn't me, it's who the hairstyle was modeled after.

Now for the touch up I went to my hairstylist. And then as a famous Drag Queen says "The jig is up." It hit her like ton of bricks, I'm gay. I feared for my hair and head. My hairstylist is a Jehovah's Witness and I am not exactly a welcomed anomaly. I saw it in her eyes when it hit her. Then my edging up became a little harsher. I wanted to cry because I was still the same kid she had known for the past 20 years. I was still the same person and it hurt. I vowed not to go back. But how can I not go back she's good at what she does and she hadn't said anything.

The next time I went back she was different. She kind of looked at me and my wife and just smiled. I think that the months that went by helped her see that I was no different. She was back to talking to me and being herself and the haircut went smoother.

I have confidence and insecurities. I hold my head up high and hope to hell I don't fall. I make you think that I just don't give a fuck. Everyone in this world has an opinion and will judge you. Its up to you to decide how to deal with it. You can let it get you down for long periods of time. Or you can deal with it, accept it and use it to keep you going.

Remember most of the people who say no to homosexuality and same sex marriage will not pay for your bills, they will not visit you at the hospital, they will not hold you when you cry. Their opinions don't matter let them hate all they want. They're stressing about something that has nothing to do with them. If someone wants to worry about your private life then that's their problem. Just remember there are many communities that are there to support you. If none are in your area there are numbers you can call and you will see that you are not alone. I'm also here if you need anyone.

There is nothing wrong with you, with any of us. We are God's children. A wise woman said to me,  "No one is evil, but we all have evil within us. Some of us just let it run our lives." When life gets you down get back because it will get better. Don't lose faith and don't lose hope, we are all meant for greatness. Once you start finding your confidence everyone's stop mattering.

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Proud

I am proud of my brother-in-law. Simple and to the point right. He's 21 and I feel like I helped in the process of raising him. Now, I in no way take credit for it. My wife, his sister, practically raised him from the time she was 6 up until he turned 18. So basically all 18 years of his life. I'm, not going to explain how it worked out that way, but, she was practically his mom for all intents and purposes. When she was old enough to work she paid for almost everything he had.

When she and I moved in together he ended up living with us, strange I know for such a new relationship. It was then that I matured just a little bit more. We both made sure to either take him to school or make sure he was out the door on time. Then when getting home he had chores to do. Then when either my wife or I came home from work we started dinner. So he lived with us his junior and senior year of high school not the easiest in a teenagers life and not the easiest for two women in their very early 20's.

The point I want to make is he made me proud today. Both he and his younger sister see me as their sister at this point so when they have accomplishments they either come to me or my wife and they know we will tell each other. Well he's a teacher's aide at a high school and tell us what he does in his classes. He explained that recently the lessons had taken on more of a discussion perspective instead of lectures. Now just to clarify he is not working with general population high school students but rather the elite of the school, students who are actually interested in college.

He brought up the topic of religion, one I will not really explore today but will sometime in the future. Now we all know this a touchy subject one rarely explored amongst the younger population. Now I will not go into the argument but he explained how in order to have a belief we need to understand what we are believing in. He said that he was willing to listen to anyone's argument if it contradicted his because he wanted to learn and understand. He wanted to see it from another person's perspective and if they can disprove the commonly accepted theory then he could then see their point.

Over the last few years I have met some truly close-minded individuals, varying in ages. Our younger population, usually 21 and under, tend to be very egocentric. Now I do not mean to offend anyone but the truth is that that age group tends to see things only their way and are not open to other peoples' opinions generally not taking advice from the older and wiser, not to say that all of our youth is this way. I can accept that I might have shown signs of this theory and I accept that I was wrong then.

It was an honor to see him open himself to the possibility that what he holds as true may be wrong. It was great to hear him speak of the lack of evolution amongst the community because of a lack of understanding. To hear him speak on the defensive of people against homosexuality was heart warming. I am proud of him because he is truly a great young man that will lead his generation to greatness someday. He is what our youth needs, strong-minded individuals willing to learn, wanting to progress and looking to succeed. An individual that doesn't want to follow a crowd, right or wrong but and individual that uses art to vocalize his opinion.

I am proud to call him my brother because he stands up for what he believes to be true.

Is She or Isn't She?

All my friends have known I'm gay since we left High School. But my parents either don't know or don't want to talk about it. As long as no one talks about it or says it out loud it isn't true. I've been a Lesbian since I was at least 14 and dating girls  few months later at 15. I have never introduced them to any guys since I was in middle school and then they were friends. I don't say hey I'm going out with a guy and for the past few years that my wife and I have been together she's always with me when I visit them.

I know you're wondering how this works. I know of a few parents who do the why don't you get married and have a few kids. My mom isn't the type to meddle in my life, she figures if she asks and I tell her the truth well you can't undo it. She is closer to my brother and I am closer to my father. My brother goes to her and tells her everything , according to her. I know for a fact that he only tells her what he wants her to know. I am closer to my father we don't talk about anything serious but I love to listen to his stories about when he was growing up and the adventures of his youth. We bond over how much we can save on coupons, I know it may sound lame for some people, but its good for us.

When I was 13 I tried telling my mom about how I liked someone, a boy, and she dismissed it and got all "you should be worrying about studying not boys". Needless to say I never told her anything about my life after that I felt so let down. So as time has gone by when she is the mood to ask my life is going I bring up my friends and tell her about their lives to keep the attention away from me. It works every time.

My wife and I started dating when I was 19. We moved in together about a year and a half later. We spend all of our holidays together. We also travel between families for holidays, together. We share a car, she always had my phone and her picture is displayed inside my wallet. I figure my mom knows she just chooses to pretend.

The way I see it is she doesn't want to say it out loud, because then its real. Both of our families are alike in that sense. In our families we would be the first openly gay people. That sounds awkward, we would be first gay generation? I don't but you get me. I mean its not like I flaunt it, we try to be respectful of our families in public so that they don't hear about us from someone else and force them to deal with the issues. The thing is I'm at the point where I don't want to keep putting others happiness before my own.

When I was younger I didn't care about whether they knew or not but now it does feel like it weighs down on me. I think part of me wants to make our future plans known. We will be having children in the future. Our vow renewal will be in a few months in New York and a part of me wants my family there but I know deep down inside that they won't show up, they're not ready.

A lot of people think that as long as you know who you are, that's enough. I thought so too. Everyone handles it differently. Many of us will face many different emotions. Some find that anger begins to boil within for many reasons.

Anger may arise because of how others people's attitudes affect you. If society makes you feel like you can't be yourself, they make you feel that you are wrong. Many may say it's a choice and you chose wrong. Anger arises from acts of discrimination or violence. Having to face people who tell you it's a phase and don't take you seriously. Anger because you feel you have to hide. Anger can be both good and bad. Use it as an opportunity to make a difference, don't use it as fuel to act out.

Depression is also something that is prevalent amongst homosexuals. It often arises from a feeling of loneliness. Sometimes it stems from not being able to receive support from those who we love the most. The feeling of being judged and being made to feel like your a virus that they can catch. Believe me you can't catch it. Also if it were unnatural we wouldn't see it in the animal kingdom. It has been observed in over 1500 species and well documented in at least 500 of them. Is it a phase for them too and if its contagious why aren't all of them gay.

You're not wrong and you're not alone. You're not a virus and it may or may not be a phase. You just may be attracted to a very specific person. Don't let labels worry you it means nothing unless you let it bother you because you know who and what you are. It takes time for anyone to know who they are in order to find who they are meant to be with. You need to be ready to accept this person into your life when they come. Meeting others in the process allows for you to learn from your experiences together. Never regret anything you do or anyone you are with. Simply learn from you mistakes and your experiences, that way it was worth your time.

Don't go looking for love, look for life. Look to enjoy yourself in everything you do. What's most important is for you to be comfortable with who you are.

If I can teach you something today is always be comfortable with who you are. Find yourself while that special someone is finding themselves and together you'll find each other.

LOVE

We are whatever we want to be. I want to be someone that I love. I want to love what I do.

Something that I love to do is write. I write stories, post, descriptions, captions whatever tickles my fancy. Currently I'm writing erotic lesbian stories. You can find a few stories HERE.  I have created an interactive way for my readers to experience my stories, by creating outfits for the characters on Polyvore. The outfits can also be found on Pinterest. 

Each story is mine and believe me if you feel that any character is familiar it is strictly a coincidence because these characters only exist in my imagination. Although all of them are based on something. Some of the views and opinions are not always easy to swallow. They may or may not be my view, but devil's advocate is a role I thrive on. I find it important to understand both points of view in order to defend your own. 

The one thing I have learned is, that life is never perfect. When you find stability there is usually something around that may offset you once again. The one thing I can't deny is that I love a happy ending. However, no story truly ends in real life. I want to give you all hope that love does exist. The mistake many of us make is that after our first love, we think it'll never happen again.  Do me a favor and be open to it. 

At the age of 18 I gave up on love and life with someone else. I had resigned myself to be alone. It was then that I met my wife. She snuck up on me. She was a strange anomaly who was just too happy for me. That was the best part, she was the exact person I never saw myself with. We went into our friendship literally just wanting to be friends. At the time she was a straight, women were never of any interest to her. She was unavailable to me, I mean I always knew she was pretty but I refrained from looking at her as dating potential. When we both realized what was happening well here we are a few years later happily married. 

My wife would be considered lipstick to the full extent. Her hair and make up are always done. Heels are a daily necessity for her. Outfits are put together the day before to make sure they are perfect. She packs for a two day trip like were going on a two week cruise. She loves to paint her nails. I mean to tell you how unexpected it was for me to date someone like her, before I met her all I ever did was wash my face and moisturize so everything she did was mind boggling. At this point I can tell you what a contouring brush is for when doing your make up, yup she has been a huge influence in my life and vice versa.

Our circumstances made it difficult for us to even think we could be together and to make it happen was scary. Everything pointed to us not being together not including the simple facts that we were both women. Being of a hispanic background myself and her having a hispanic and middle eastern background was the first of many trials we had to face. None of that mattered though when it came to the person I fell in love with and the person I wanted to spend the rest of my life with; the woman who has promised to spend the rest of her life with me.

You see as teenagers we tend to be a little tragic. I admit I sure was. Although, if you ask my friends they'll tell you otherwise. They may say that I was very mature and confident but I had insecurities that I never showed to the world. I gave up on love at 18 after my fist girlfriend, and I was the one who broke up with her. At that age the world starts and ends with us. We can't see past today to a better tomorrow. I thought I would be forever alone.

So if you're out there and think that it'll never happen, stop stressing. The love of our life may come in the least expected time in the least expected package. Trust me, please enjoy your youth, enjoy your life because its yours and no one elses'. Love yourself first you know you've heard that. Give yourself the opportunity to be happy for at least one day in your life.

If you ever feel like your alone write to me and I'll be your friend. Don't expect me to be fake. I'll be honest with you and I won't sugar coat it. Remember to accept your faults and learn to get past them. Don't just accept your faults and say well I know my faults and I accept them so you should too. That makes no sense. Accept your faults and make the necessary changes in your life to fix or modify your faults. Make it possible for others to be with you and not just stand you. Not changing to become a better person impedes growth of the mind body and soul. Be willing to become a better person and learn from your experiences. All those experiences will teach you something you will need when you find that special someone.

Love will always find a way!

Disneyland & Halloween Costumes

I went to Disneyland for the Mickey’s Halloween Party, that takes place in the afternoon, and I was seriously surprised and impressed. 

My wife loves Disneyland and therefore I go along for the ride because it makes her happy. I do have to admit that my love for their funnel cakes may play a small part. 

I want to say that I am happy at how much our society has progressed. We can argue that it has been slow and that its not enough but we should enjoy those small changes/victories. 

It’s amazing to see how many people wear costumes, how creative they get and how much they are willing to spend. What I love most is that young or old everyone loves Disneyland. Groups of teenagers, adults, grandparents with grandkids, families many dressed up. But what truly caught my attention was how many parents were willing to let their children pick gender opposite costumes. I mostly saw it with little girls but it was amazing and heart warming. 

Growing up my mom never let me wear anything a boy might have worn but she did let me play boy oriented sports, go figure. I wanted to be a power ranger, she gave me the pink one, I wanted red or green but I knew my role and I willingly wore the pink one. For some reason I thought it was better than the yellow one. Now in no way am I trying to constantly go against my mother, but since then I mainly just wear male specific costumes. Although this may be attributed to my wife and I getting matching outfits but even then I love the guy ones. I remember when I was in High school I bought my first pair of guy jeans and she made me go return them even though I had used my money from my job to buy them.  The only thing she was semi-lenient on was my sweatshirts and that was because those are basically unisex. 

Anyway, I thought it was very progressive of those parents to give their daughters the choice. Some of the costumes I saw were: Thor, Batman, Spiderman, Captain America, Woody, Buzz Lightyear, mainly superhero costumes. Now many will argue that there aren’t enough female superheroes. And, yes maybe but the important part is that they went out and let their daughters choose their costumes, and after they chose the parents supported their decision and bought it for them. 

Disney of course supplied the best of their costumes during their main street parade. 

It was a priceless moment for me and my wife. I think its important for us to not only teach the next generations the importance of acceptance but also of being less gender specific or gender biased. It doesn’t matter what your gender is, what’s important is respect and equality for all. All the labels in the world won’t matter as soon as we can stop being preoccupied with our external appearance and worry about the internal frame of thought. 

About Me

A basic question that everyone wants to know is ‘who are you’. How do you answer that? I am who I am, isn’t that enough? Not for most people. Therefore, here is what I will give you and then you can try to fit me into some sort of stereotyped label that has been built for someone like me. You’ll come to find that I do not fit any mold and neither do most. So let’s get started.

As a lesbian (label #1), and a Catholic (label #2) many will face the question of how does my religion fit into this? The answer is simple; every religion is based upon interpretation of the word of God or a higher power/being/energy, by man. Lesson number one learned from going to Catholic school for more than ten years was: Do not take the bible literally.  If you do not take anything from what I may write, please take that. Remember those were different times when the bible was written.

The second lesson I learned from the sisters at my school was “God doesn’t hate the sinner he hates the sin”. I had an epiphany that year, I was in the 7th grade and I remember my mind instantly going to homosexuality. My thought was “I don’t care if they’re gay, why would I hate them for no reason.”

That was the first inclination that I might have known I was gay.  

My parents put me in sports at the tender age of 5. I played t-ball with an all boys team. At the time, 20 years ago, there were no all girl teams for 5-year olds. Then I went to the minor’s league, same thing there, all boys. My dad was the one who used to take me to all my practices and stay until the end. He would also attend all my games, with my mom and brother. He, however, was my biggest supporter. I also had a mom who loved to dress me in pink pants, pink shirts, pink shoes, dresses but ultimately I was still a tomboy.

It all came down to who I was. The epic battle of Nature vs. Nurture, and let’s just say nature was the reigning champion with me. My mom wore dresses, high heels, skirts and make-up. And yet I wanted to wear tennis shoes, pants, t-shirt and ponytails all day every day. My mom wanted me to do cheerleading or drill team but I wanted to be outdoors playing sports.

Now don’t misunderstand me playing sports doesn’t make you gay. Please don’t stop your kids from playing sports because you’re scared that it will make them gay. Look at all the female athletes out there who are married with kids.

What I am trying to do is show you and help you understand that I identified with the male figure in my family. My brother identified with my mother and he is neither feminine nor gay.

Conclusion: sometimes it’s just who a child is, it’s just the way they are born.

I am not easily identifiable into the pretty lesbian labels which society has created. I wear skinny jeans and lose jeans, men’s and women’s. I wear tight shirts, blouses and men’s dress shirts. I have short hair but it’s long on the top and shorter on the side usually styled up into a pompadour style with a faux-hawk towards the back. I spend time doing my hair and make-up before I leave the house.

My wife says I’m chap-stick (label #3), but the heels I wear when I have to dress up for work or job interviews or funerals, which are like job interviews, make me real lipstick. Although the suit and chucks I’m wearing on our wedding day say otherwise.

I hope that you can see where I’m going with this. Most people will not fit into one cute little box. No matter what you think you know there will always be something to tell you otherwise. Being Gay isn’t just about genes or choices; it’s also about life experiences. I will not discount anyone’s reason for being gay because everybody has and will have different experiences that shape us to be who we are. We just have to embrace who we are and why we are that way.

So to answer who I am…  I guess you’re going to have to keep coming around to see what else you can find out.