Around these parts the weekend before St. Patrick’s Day is pretty big deal. Our local main street America program has one of its more jolly fundraisers of the year: a pub crawl. That’s right, friends, I get to don some gay green apparel and drink to my heart’s content all in the name of community involvement and support. I’m actually not kidding. It’s one of the biggest money makers for the organization, and doesn’t take a huge investment on their part. You just walk around to and through our downtown bars with all your favorite homies, and the entry fee includes your cab ride home. Throughout the evening there are some games, prizes, snack, water and, of course, green beer and drink specials. Literally, what’s not to love. If you can’t tell, I’m rather excited.
GF’s last gf wasn’t me and didn’t really share my enthusiasm for the Pub Crawl so this is her very first time to go in the event’s 6 years of existence. I’m delighted to show her the ropes with so many of our favorite people.
All the straight girls are putting a lot of consideration into their outfits; cutting up their free t-shirts into sex kitten masterpieces, constructing poofy, matching tutus and *maybe* buying up every other green glittery hat, headband, and piece of jewelry they can find. That’s not exactly my style and the idea of maintaining a tutus for hours of drinking is my hell, but I figure I should begin putting together my own dyke-chic ensemble. This is what I came up with.
It’s perfect for tromping around rather buzzed up, but has my perfect mix of styles and has just a touch of festive rainbow. Hell, i may even wear rainbow socks too.
Happy First Wednesday in March, which apparently means basically spring. In my strange little corner of the Pacific Northwest, it’s a sunny 60 degrees out.
I wore my “nice” black leggings, cuz that’s what I do, with a grey, floral, flowy blouse, a plain white cardigan, and simple black ballet flats all paired with some classic jewelry. I’m feeling a bit easy-breezy-Covergirl.
Looking back over my What I Wore Wednesdays, however hit and miss they have been, there is one standing similarity: They are all pretty standard, business casual, feminine outfits. The weeks and weather change but you’re pretty much looking at leggings or skinnies, a blousey top, and feminine shoes.That’s it. Not terrible innovative or exciting. A career in sales in a small, conservative community doesn’t allow for much else. Even my tiny little nose hoop is a push for some clients.
Today I give you two outfit sets: One my work wear… and one that is what I may just wear for a date tonight with that hot blonde of mine.
It’s kind of a confusing thing being a lesbian. It feels sometimes like you have to find your place on this perceived butch-femme spectrum and stick to it. I’m just not about that life. While I don’t anticipate ever coming off as hardcore butch, you definitely aren’t likely to catch me in fake nails with some froofy dress/stiletto combo. But then all the middle ground descriptors are far more complicated than I care to be. Chapstick femme? Butchy femme? Just plain androgynous? I mean, which one is it if I wear lip GLOSS… but with a snap back. I don’t know. A blue jeans femme? I read that once. I don’t even think it’s a thing. Maybe you have to be a total veteran lesbian to know the answers to these mysteries. Until then I’ll be bouncing around from femme business casual to non-descript sweatpants slob to off-track derby bitch to what my former pastor not-so-fondly calls “lumberjack dyke.” 😉
The wind is whipping all around the region like crazy. For me that means be comfy and bundle up. Soooooo if you thought my leggings to work situation was bad, look away. You aren’t gonna wanna know I wore actual “jeggings” in any sort of career setting. I totally did it. And I was so comfortable, you guys. I looked a little nerdy, maybe a little frumpy even, but some days ya just gotta feel cozy.
Hey guys. It’s still #whatiworewednesday and today’s look was one part gawd-it’s-cold-and-I-just-want-jeans-and-comfy-shoes, one part shit-i-better-look-like-a-respectable-mom, and one part I-hope-I-look-cute-enough-for-my-lunch-date. Oh yes, plus I needed to look semi profesh for work. 🙂
The jeans are not something I prefer to wear in my normal day, but what other style goes with the beloved, comfy shoe choice of moms and nurses alike, Danskos? They perfectly complimented the rest of my model mom getup: flowy flattering blouse, standard issue cardigan, and completely unoriginal, grey, Coach shoulder bag. (What? It was a gift.) I pulled all the colors together with a flannel, plaid scarf. Cuz, duh, I’m a lesbian and I live in the PNW.
I love fall just as much as the next white chick, but seriously, the weather is a little cray. When I wake up, it’s definitely coffee and slippers weather: roughly a brisk 40 degrees. It doesn’t warm up much by the time I take my babes to school and scurry off to work. But by 3P, we are all a flustered, overdressed mess. Layers, people! Cuz let’s be serious, layers may look great and all, but the real appeal here is having on clothes that it is socially acceptable to take off. With that in mind, here is my first “What I Wore Wednesday” post as the lead (and only) writer at The Elle Word. And for what it’s worth, when I did finally take my coat off at 3:15, I had a black flowy blouse underneath.