Friday, June 26, 2015

#Lovewins 06.26.2015

I am not one of those girls who grew up planning her wedding. Let's face it I never thought I'd be able to have one. My mother used to say I would get married in a field wearing farmer overalls since I was such a Tomboy. I knew she was wrong, I was never getting married.....at least not to a guy.

I knew I was gay pretty much from 8 years old, remember the Bionic Woman, I was totally in love with her, but I didn't know what that meant. The realization I was gay came later.

I didn't struggle with it, I didn't hate myself for it. I came out to my mom when I was 16 and had a girlfriend in high school. I thought we'd last forever; we didn't, but the thought of marriage never crossed my mind.

When states started legalizing same-sex marriage my partner and I discussed getting married. It wouldn't be recognized in our home state nor on the federal level and I felt like we would be cheated. Sure she'd be my wife in Massachusetts, but not in North Carolina and not in the eyes of my country's federal government. Then DOMA was struck down and we talked about it again, but she'd still not be my wife in North Carolina. I said no, not yet, maybe when it's legal in our home state. Then on October 10, 2014 (interestingly, my parents' 61st wedding anniversary) it was legal in North Carolina and my parents anniversary.......almost did it.....but what if we had to move to a state that hadn't legalized same sex marriage? Again, she wouldn't be my wife everywhere.

I said no again. I wanted to wait until my marriage would be recognized and legal in all 50 of the United States. After 23 years together did we really need to get married?

Then today happened and I got a text.....


I have some planning to do..........

Wednesday, June 24, 2015

Fangirling

I know I said this week I'd be talking about social media, but I have to take a step back and explain how I came to embrace Facebook (again), Twitter (I'm obsessed), Instagram (always liked) and Periscope (hadn't heard of it).

 Fangirl: Obsession with a TV show/movie franchise, an actor, a song, an artist, a director, a model…you get the picture.

My first experience with being a Fangirl (didn't know the definition then) was when I was 8: 

The Bionic Woman, Jamie Sommers. It was on Wednesday nights at 8pm and I looked forward to Wednesdays with gleeful abandon, I even convinced my mom to let me stay up until 9pm on a school night. I was a card carrying member of the fan club, I had the action figure, the board game,  t-shirts, I even had an autographed (in ink, not a stamp) photograph. I was infatuated, enthralled, can you say obsessed? In my defense I was only 8 and experiencing my first baby girl crush. How could I not:


1976

2008


Eventually I lost my infatuation with Jamie Sommers, figured out I really, really liked girls and went on to other things and no longer was a Fangirl of well, anything really.

Then the L Word happened.
 Like any other red-blooded, gay, American chick I was caught up in the world of Bette, Tina and all of their really cool and dysfunctional friends. I hosted and attended Sunday night L Word parties where my friends and I would watch the show together, commenting, yelling, throwing things at the screen (much like Mystery Science Theater 3000) as a group. 

We had plenty of discussions where we analyzed every scene looking for clues as to what would happen to Bette, Tina and the rest of the gang. Would they survive Bette’s indiscretion? Would Shane eventually settle down with one chick, what about Alice and Dana? And of course the question of the century, what the hell was up with Jenny? Let’s face it, there weren’t that many lesbians on TV or in the movies in 2004, at least not ones that were the focus. There were the gay besties and sidekicks, but as main characters with real storylines, hardly visible at all. Ellen said “Yep, I’m gay” in 1997, but after that, there was very little for gay ladies to kick up our heels about and really watch.

But my obsession never reached the heights it did when I was 8 and I was in love with the Bionic Woman. Yes I read the Fanfiction, yes I cried when Dana died, yes I cheered when Bette and Tina finally realized they were inevitable, but the adult me didn’t throw caution to the wind and jump head first into being a Fangirl. If you look at the 14 levels of Fangirling, I was at about a 3 a self-aware Fangirl, but that's where it stayed.  14 Levels of Fangirling

 If you remember, the L Word premiered in 2004 and ran until 2009. Facebook was born the same year (2004), Instagram did not happen until 2010, Twitter was launched in 2006 but who remembers it before 2012? Smart phones were in their infancy, Google was launched in 1998 but did not gain a majority market share until 2009 and “Googling” wasn’t a verb until 2006. By now you may be asking, what is the point of this trip down memory lane?

 In 1976 and 2004 in order to connect with the object of your Fangirlism you had to read a ton of magazines, write a ton of letters (by hand), watch a lot of entertainment TV shows, join a fan club, hang out in Los Angeles (hard to do for an East Coast girl), watch the highway for a tour bus and so on and so on….. all in the hopes of catching a story about or seeing a picture of……. or the pinnacle of a true fan:  receiving a letter with an autographed picture of your favorite star!

The birth of Social Media changed all of this, at least for me.

I did dive in head first for this little Canadian science-fictiony show called Lost Girl, but it took a minute for me to take that leap. It was described as a grown-up’s version of Buffy and hey, who doesn’t love Buffy the Vampire Slayer, right? By the time I actually began watching it I felt like I was the only gay chick on the planet who hadn’t seen it.

 All 4 seasons were and still are (in case you want to check it out) on Netlfix .  I binge watched 2 seasons in like a month and….. that was it. It was a good show, the main character Bo Dennis, played by Anna Silk, is a bi-sexual succubus, she uses sexual energy or chi to sustain her life force and has no qualms about it. Quite refreshing in a sense, there is no angst about her sexual preference (she has none) man, woman, human, Fae, all are equal partners in her eyes, but my last semester of college started and I was pushing it by carrying 15 credits and working full time, so Lost Girl and Bo were put on the back burner. But every now and then I'd think about Bo and what happened in those last 2 seasons. Then it was Christmas break and I had some time on my hands. I binge watched the last 2 seasons in a week and BAM!! I leapt from a casual watcher to a level 9 when I discovered the Lost Girl Fangirl Community. There were message boards, Facebook pages, You Tube videos, FanFiction, Instagram and the mother of everything a Fangril could want......Twitter! 

Did I mention there is this human Doctor, Lauren Lewis played by Zoie Plamer who is one part of the main love triangle? No? Well there is and suddenly I could watch, read and appreciate Anna Silk and Zoie Palmer as Bo and Lauren anytime I wanted. On my laptop, on my iPhone and my Smart TV. It was like I was suddenly in gay chick heaven. I mean really who wouldn't be:

Anna Silk and Seth Cooperman
 
Zoie Palmer
The first celebrities I followed on Twitter were Anna Silk and Zoie Palmer, of course.  I sent my first ever Tweet to Zoie Palmer. I sent a picture of a bathroom hook from a rest stop in Virginia, she had been Tweeting about why there are no hooks for your purse in public restrooms. I thought the pic was funny, so I gathered the courage to Tweet the picture.........and she FAVORITED it! What?!?! She read my Tweet and liked it! She read my name, saw my words and photo and liked them! I had successfully interacted with a person in a hit TV show that has 75,000+ followers on Twitter, someone famous and I was noticed. What a rush! Now I understand adrenaline junkies, I was hooked on Twitter with one Tweet.

My first Tweet



What I enjoyed the most about The L Word was the sense of community, even though it was amongst my friends, we had something to bond over, we could see our community presented in a positive way, we had something in common, we belonged to a group where everyone understood the passion you felt for those characters and they felt the same. That's what you find when you become part of a Fandom: a community of people who get your fascination and obsession and share it, you belong to something. Now that is what Social Media is all about.

Next week I'll take you on my journey to obsession with all things Social Media.

Sunday, June 21, 2015

Has this ever happened to you?



A couple of weeks ago my partner and I went out of town to celebrate the union two long time friends. They had gotten married soon after it was legalized in our state and were now having the fun stuff, the PARTY! 

We left home a day early to spend time at the beach before the festivities on Saturday. We dressed ready to hit the beach as soon as we arrived killing time before we could check into our hotel, dipping our toes into the ocean and soaking up some sun. 

As I am standing at the edge of the Atlantic Ocean, looking out at the beautiful view, trying to decide if the water was too cold to go any deeper than my knees I was thinking about what to wear later that evening.

As I was going through the inventory of what I brought, I realized…..huh….I didn’t pack a bra…imagine that……… 

Disclaimer:  I am not someone who picks out her wardrobe days in advance; typically I decide what to wear on any given day while I am in the shower…that day. I usually pack for a trip the morning I leave and it’s kind of like a hurricane evacuation drill. I usually end up with 8 pairs of pants and two tops or vise versa, it always works out in the end but that’s how it goes. I’ve never forgotten a brassiere; I guess I might need to start making a list.

Thursday, June 18, 2015

Now What?



Let me begin with a little background. I am a recent college graduate (for the second time) who took the scenic route. You see, I have spent every spare minute of the last 6 years working toward my lifelong dream of being a proud Penn State graduate. My first trip to college was less than stellar and I vowed to make it count the second time and finally be proud to call myself a Penn State graduate.

My freshman year was, let’s just say a disaster. I was far too interested in figuring out who I was and how I could visit my girlfriend, who was 2 hours away, with no car, no money and without my roommates finding out I even had a girlfriend. I was 17 and only my parents knew I was gay, my girlfriend figured it out and well, her mother did too and….then most of the kids in my 700 strong high school senior class. It was an interesting second half of my senior year to say the least….let’s just say it does get better…but that’s a story for another day.

Today’s story is about what happened after I finally got that coveted second Penn State degree. After spending the last 6 years working full time and attending Penn State World Campus carrying 6-9 credits every semester, including summer semesters culminating in receiving my master's and a second degree in law, I took a deep breath and asked my partner…What now??????? 

I found myself sitting on the couch, zoning out or walking around the house aimlessly, saying “bored now”.  This is a journey of finding something  to, well do, with my extra time. A wise person told me my new hobby should be studying for the LSAT….. (I’ll be taking that later this year), but I wanted to do something….. FUN!!! Something I haven’t really been able to do for quite a while.

Join me as I navigate new waters finding the perfect hobby, I hope you find it to be an interesting ride.

Next Week On…..I dive headfirst into Social Media: Facebook, Twitter, Periscope, Instagram and whatever else I find