Going The Wrong
Direction,
In A One Way
Street?!
on the weirdest combination happening...
By Julian Rahahleh
As human beings, one of the most essential drives when it comes to us as living creatures is sexual attraction, while this subject can be very tricky to explore because of all those modern sexual orientation that exceeded the original definition of hetero, homo and bisexual to add pansexual, asexual, intersexual, two-spirited and etc to the list. It’s that simple spice that gives actual flavor to our lives; we can’t live without it no matter how much we deny it: we all need to love and be loved. Problem is not in acknowledging that fact, the problem lies in finding this person that deserves that love, that deserves the sacrifices and whatever emotions comes up with the bundle of joy called affections since many people these days act as if they have an open bank account of hearts to dispose of one heart at a time after each bad experience or romantic failure.
From our experience as LGBT people we must be able to confirm that feelings cannot be controlled no matter what others say, it’s simply pure attraction that no one can ever control. And no matter how this attraction may seem bizarre to us, it can be totally normal to others (and that’s a key argument in defending homosexuality as a sexual orientation!), so a man and a woman can be attracted to each other and it is considered to be totally natural and even ‘straight’. But what if that man was an effeminate gay person and the woman was a very tough butch? Sounds bizarre? You’re the judge, but I guess it qualifies to be called so!
Now, it is known that a homosexual person (male or female) is often attracted to the same sex, but does it really work with the attitude of the effeminate guy without having the body of an actual female to attract that butch? Is it all in those little moves, acts, hints and body language that no one can hide? Some sexologists say it is. Recent studies show that in order to make an approach to a person, you need to basically find something to appeal to in order to convince yourself to do that move, and in this particular subject we’re talking about, that happens easily in the following scene: its midnight, in a gay bar with some repetitive annoying dance music in the background, the smell of smoke fills the air while heavy drunk bodies drench around the dance floor. There he sits with his thin long cigarette, pink tank-top and his carefully shaped eyebrows, and there she stands, with her rugged look, her shabby jeans, open black shirt, masculine cologne, confident act and that cold sweet bottle of beer. She looks at him and sees nothing at first, then in a nick of time, she rethinks, sees that person that fits with the personality and she thinks to herself “well! He turns me on for a very weird reason which I can’t understand, he’s a male and I’m a female, and we’re both homosexual obviously, why are we having such a straight moment? Look at that curved body, leaning to pick up the lighter he dropped, that pink top, those soft hands, those dreamy eyes… I’m going to talk to him for sure and see what comes out of it” and she walks across the dance floor passing by ethereal bodies swaying the night off, he notices her approaching and thinks to himself “uh-oh, what’s with the manly attitude? Is she trying too hard to impress someone over here or what? I bet she’s one organ away from becoming a real life dude; one heck of a hot real life dude! Woof! With her strong hands, confident walk, eagle-like eyes, her cigarette firmly resting between her index and middle finger, her uncountable bracelets and rings, why do I feel like this towards her while she’s just a… woman?”. And amongst that sea of thoughts, she makes it where he’s at, she drops a line, he replies without any intentions of follow ups. She tries again, drops another rope of communication and conversation picks up and gets going somewhere, after a few laughs they exchange numbers and agree to meet up soon to spend some time, after a couple of undeclared dates it happens, the magical kiss and whatever follows that later on during the night (you don’t need to know the details, just let your brain portray it for you). And there it goes, the attraction has been initiated on bases that the gay ‘male’ was attracted to the butch attitude of the ‘woman’, whilst the ‘woman’ was attracted to the effeminate attitude of the ‘male’ and the way he resembles to her taste in girls being all unicorn and stuff. It basically happens because each party is comfortable with the way they act, dress, function and all that comes along, and sometimes straight women themselves are attracted to effeminate guys for a weird reason (think Prince), probably because the testosterone-poisoned are often emotionally illiterate, have poor personal hygiene and comprehend only their own concerns, otherwise known as ‘machos’. Some women like muscled guys and some don't, some like the feeling of power over skinny and/or fragile guys, and if they're stylish, it might be great knowing they have someone to play 'dress up' with at department stores. A strong example of that is women attracted to Ricky Marten, David Bowie and Robert Downy Jr. Some opinions say that this type of crush might happen because both parties know that the other side is hard to get and they are set for a challenge, but again, isn’t that the basic reason of attraction, the desire to catch that special person and to overcome that challenge?
One last word, in my personal opinion and with all respect to butch females with effeminate male partners, I don’t want to even think about what you guys do in bed!
As human beings, one of the most essential drives when it comes to us as living creatures is sexual attraction, while this subject can be very tricky to explore because of all those modern sexual orientation that exceeded the original definition of hetero, homo and bisexual to add pansexual, asexual, intersexual, two-spirited and etc to the list. It’s that simple spice that gives actual flavor to our lives; we can’t live without it no matter how much we deny it: we all need to love and be loved. Problem is not in acknowledging that fact, the problem lies in finding this person that deserves that love, that deserves the sacrifices and whatever emotions comes up with the bundle of joy called affections since many people these days act as if they have an open bank account of hearts to dispose of one heart at a time after each bad experience or romantic failure.
From our experience as LGBT people we must be able to confirm that feelings cannot be controlled no matter what others say, it’s simply pure attraction that no one can ever control. And no matter how this attraction may seem bizarre to us, it can be totally normal to others (and that’s a key argument in defending homosexuality as a sexual orientation!), so a man and a woman can be attracted to each other and it is considered to be totally natural and even ‘straight’. But what if that man was an effeminate gay person and the woman was a very tough butch? Sounds bizarre? You’re the judge, but I guess it qualifies to be called so!
Now, it is known that a homosexual person (male or female) is often attracted to the same sex, but does it really work with the attitude of the effeminate guy without having the body of an actual female to attract that butch? Is it all in those little moves, acts, hints and body language that no one can hide? Some sexologists say it is. Recent studies show that in order to make an approach to a person, you need to basically find something to appeal to in order to convince yourself to do that move, and in this particular subject we’re talking about, that happens easily in the following scene: its midnight, in a gay bar with some repetitive annoying dance music in the background, the smell of smoke fills the air while heavy drunk bodies drench around the dance floor. There he sits with his thin long cigarette, pink tank-top and his carefully shaped eyebrows, and there she stands, with her rugged look, her shabby jeans, open black shirt, masculine cologne, confident act and that cold sweet bottle of beer. She looks at him and sees nothing at first, then in a nick of time, she rethinks, sees that person that fits with the personality and she thinks to herself “well! He turns me on for a very weird reason which I can’t understand, he’s a male and I’m a female, and we’re both homosexual obviously, why are we having such a straight moment? Look at that curved body, leaning to pick up the lighter he dropped, that pink top, those soft hands, those dreamy eyes… I’m going to talk to him for sure and see what comes out of it” and she walks across the dance floor passing by ethereal bodies swaying the night off, he notices her approaching and thinks to himself “uh-oh, what’s with the manly attitude? Is she trying too hard to impress someone over here or what? I bet she’s one organ away from becoming a real life dude; one heck of a hot real life dude! Woof! With her strong hands, confident walk, eagle-like eyes, her cigarette firmly resting between her index and middle finger, her uncountable bracelets and rings, why do I feel like this towards her while she’s just a… woman?”. And amongst that sea of thoughts, she makes it where he’s at, she drops a line, he replies without any intentions of follow ups. She tries again, drops another rope of communication and conversation picks up and gets going somewhere, after a few laughs they exchange numbers and agree to meet up soon to spend some time, after a couple of undeclared dates it happens, the magical kiss and whatever follows that later on during the night (you don’t need to know the details, just let your brain portray it for you). And there it goes, the attraction has been initiated on bases that the gay ‘male’ was attracted to the butch attitude of the ‘woman’, whilst the ‘woman’ was attracted to the effeminate attitude of the ‘male’ and the way he resembles to her taste in girls being all unicorn and stuff. It basically happens because each party is comfortable with the way they act, dress, function and all that comes along, and sometimes straight women themselves are attracted to effeminate guys for a weird reason (think Prince), probably because the testosterone-poisoned are often emotionally illiterate, have poor personal hygiene and comprehend only their own concerns, otherwise known as ‘machos’. Some women like muscled guys and some don't, some like the feeling of power over skinny and/or fragile guys, and if they're stylish, it might be great knowing they have someone to play 'dress up' with at department stores. A strong example of that is women attracted to Ricky Marten, David Bowie and Robert Downy Jr. Some opinions say that this type of crush might happen because both parties know that the other side is hard to get and they are set for a challenge, but again, isn’t that the basic reason of attraction, the desire to catch that special person and to overcome that challenge?
One last word, in my personal opinion and with all respect to butch females with effeminate male partners, I don’t want to even think about what you guys do in bed!