| what is hard femme? get ready for a narrative. ... and hard femme was born. because there is a large, lovely middle ground between butch and femme. between girlygirl and ruff n tuff. a new gender orientation. a new way of life. a new way of looking at the world. you can't make a new gender, says the chief of status quo patrol. but shakespeare made up words. julia child made up recipes. and the co-creators of the hard femme movement created a new of expressing oneself in the world. hard femme kicks ass. i mean literally. hard femme will rock your world. hard femme will surprise youand entice you. you'll never know what hit you. maybe because you had all kinds of expectations. and you forgot that skin is thin. and that there's so much more that you can't see, that you never would have guessed from just one glance. the concept of hard femme as i know was created by some conglomeration of my friend's brain, my own after sitting in a room of dykes talking about which of us was butch and which of us was femme. they got to my dear friend and i, and couldn't decide. neither butch nor femme fit exactly. we're hard femme! one of us said (i'm pretty sure it wasn't me, actually, so i won't take credit that is not rightfully mine). hard femme is some combination of butch and femme and, at the same time, is something completely different and new... |
| hard femmes of the month (melissa and sierra) every month or maybe even weekly if i can get it together to post things on some sort of regular basis. so that everyone can have their moment of hard femme fame. you wanna be hard femme o' the whatever period of time i designate? let me know. and there you go. just like the pink song. oh, i amuse myself. |
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| and changing gears for whatever reason all the cool crazy sex positive people seem to live in san francisco. like shar rednour. do i know her? uh, no. but i read lot of things. and she's got this book out that i want to read called the femme's guide to the universe. so here's the deal. most things feminine are deemed weak, etc. by the powers that be. i'll be succint. that's bullshit. i'm weak because i feel like wearing blue eyeshadow? is it really that much of an indicator of my entire being? please. what the fuck ever. embrace it. love it. lap it up. |
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