Defiance & Lipstick
Pillow Princess, a queer woman, or human for that matter, that prefers to receive rather than give during sexual encounters. A term that is often used as an insult. No one wants to be a pillow princess, no one will admit they are a pillow princess, being a pillow princess means being selfish, spoilt and…
Femmephobia is nothing new to me: From when I came out, where I was not allowed to enter LGBT venues because I did not look gay enough to recent dating experiences where sexualised objectification is common practise, femmephobia was and is omnipresent. However, it took a recent online discussion for me to realise how deep…
Confessions of a damaged heart is me sharing some of my written up lines over time; From love, over heart-break to healing. A, hopefully, honest look inside a queer femme’s heart and her journey in life. In these writings, I never intend to shame anyone else’s truth of life, it is simply me sharing my…
Meet Athena, a sparkling feminist unicorn, with a magical mane made for maiming misogyny and fragile masculinity. Ever wondered how it is to be a multitalented Business Femme? I like pretty things. For such a long time I felt mocked and denigrated because I liked the pretty things, I like the shiny things, I like the…
Lovely defiants, meet the fantastic organisational mastermind, not-so-secret-art geek, mental heath advocate and soon-to-be-phd-candidate Rhe! Even though I have the privilege to know her personally, I was blown away by the chance to finally chat with her about Femme identities. From Punk to Femme or maybe the Punk within the Femme. When I was younger…
I am so very delighted to introduce to you as the very first of the new Defiant Femmes project, my wonderful colleague Sarah Moore. Sarah, self-identified Hard Femme and Queer Queen, is one of our amazing Comms people at Stonewall and also a fellow LGBTQ+ activist and intersectional feminist. I think I started identifying with…
Let’s pretend you wake up and you can’t grasp the absurdity you are confronted with. The moment when you feel, yet again, that you are caught in a Kafka-novel and you have this bizarre feeling, where your brain is clearly too overwhelmed to formulate a coherent emotional response. There is a hint of resignation, a…
Confession time: I missed Oakland Pride parade. After an amazing week in NYC with the mind-blowing DapperQ fashion show, I craved to have a little drink with my friends in Oakland, and out of the one drink, turned two, and three and slowly we had our own little pub crawl going – which was amazing…
New York, what have you done to me? You took my little heart and swirled it all around. Damn, I had a freaking fabulous time – the kind of time where you want to curse to emphasise how fucking brilliant it was. So NYC and I have a bit of an odd relationship. First time…
As a heads up: this article deals with various and explicit levels of sexual assault and might be triggering for some people. I also want to say that in the following I am speaking of women, and I mean all self-identified women, but of course it also effects trans men and non-binary people, as well…