Why have I never been to a gay bar before?! Good question. Simply put, none of my friends ever went so when the opportunity presented itself to attend a Pride Party, I decided that I would stop waiting for someone to go with and scope it out for myself.
My first dilemma: What was I going to wear?! After watching several lesbian reality TV shows, one piece of advice was no one looked at or was interested in a femme at a gay bar. The whole sassy dress, nails did and done up hair apparently screamed I’m-not-a-serious-lesbian. I refrained from dressing too femme and opted to wear a black tank top with a gray corduruy buttoned vest, black slacks, black stiletto boots topped with a hat. My accessories composed of multiple black and silver bracelets on my left wrist, two rings and a pair of diamond shaped silver earrings.
I was ready! Party begins at 9pm but I decided to be a bit late…30 mins late. When I got there I was in fact, early. The parking lot was sparse so I double checked my Facebook Events page to see if I had the date and time wrong. There it was June 11th 9pm. Can you tell I have not frequented a club in a long time!? Go time to a club is usually 11:30pm.
My first impression was typical club-dark, neon lights, disco balls and techno music bouncing off the walls. Continue reading
