Where have all the butches gone? I haven’t seen any out and about for a while. Probably inside spreading the holiday cheer (ahem) with their gfs, I assume…
The Location: Outside the Disney Concert Hall, downtown LA.
The Look: Sporty tourist butch with her gf. Henley, tee pulled over it and a little leather jacket. Sports shades and some close-cropped bleached blond hair.
Love the title of this post. I will often whisper “she’s with us” when I spot a fellow tribe member, or if I’m feeling silly “don’t fall in love!”
I love “don’t fall in love!” I totally get a little crush on any butch I see out and about. I also love if you get to have that moment of eye contact: “Yep, I see you, being awesome over there.” 🙂