HOW
REAL SLUTS ARE BORN
Butch-Femme.com
Member RopeBurner tells the story of Slut Night's early
history:
As
far as I know, Butch-Femme.com Slut Night started here in
the Bay Area, then we talked about it online in the Hot
Tub chat room. The next thing I knew, the New York Butch-Femme.com
crew had a Slut Night, and then I heard of other Slut Night
gatherings in Portland, Oregon and DC. I was invited to
the Oregon one but I couldn't make it. Everyone wanted to
know how we got Butch-Femme Slut Night started here and
for what reason.
We
conduct Butch-Femme socials here in the San Francisco and
Oakland area about once a month. Most of our members are
from Butch-Femme.com. At one of our socials, DisasterDiva
was sitting at the bar sipping her Cosmo, when the gay male
bartender noticed her take off her coat to reveal a revealing
slip of a cocktail dress. The bartender asked her to put
her coat back on, as she was not appropriately dressed.
As you might imagine, DisasterDiva was stunned. She got
off the barstool, walked towards Toughy and I, and said
"That man just told me to put my coat back on!"
Well,
well, well
you can just imagine what insued. Toughy
said, '"That man said WHAT to you?" And Toughy,
having a few drinks in her, marched to the bar and challenged
the bartender. "You told this woman to put her coat
back on!? How dare you tell this woman to put her coat back
on?!"
The
bartender said something like, "She's inappropriately
dressed, and the gay men in here don't want to see that."
Toughy replied, "These gay men would love to
have a dress like hers!" There might have been four
men in the whole place, compared to 25 people for the Butch-Femme.com
social.
Meanwhile,
Atworkpops and I had put our pool cues down and were right
behind our bud Toughy in support should the situation have
worsened. Down at the other end of the bar was a Butch bartender,
who slowly made her way down to see what the ruckus was
about. She barely made eye contact with any of us. Finally,
Toughy asked the Butch bartender, "Do you think this
woman is inappropriately dressed? And do you think this
guy has any right to say anything to her about it?"
TheButch slowly looked over her glasses, and a sly smile
appeared. "Nope," she said. And since Butch bartender
was so shyly amused, her comment more or less defused the
situation. Also, Toughy was threatening to strip right down
to her boxers to prove her point to the bartender! I remember
Atworkpops and I exchanging glances like, "Well, if
our bud's gonna do that, I guess we'd better get ready to
drop our drawers, too."
We
talked about calling the bar to complain about our treatment.
The Femmes talked about, "Geesh, if he thought her
dress was that bad..." and "Oh yes, we
can show this place how to dress sooooo inappropriately!"
So in protest, the Femmes decided to go all out with slutwear
for the next social!
I did
call the bar the next day and the owner profusely apologized,
offering to buy the offended party a drink, and thanked
us for our business. Yes, indeed, Tuesdays were slow nights
and they much appreciated our business.
The
next Butch-Femme social was officially dubbed 'Slut Night,'
and the Femmes did come out in bustiers, corsets, slip dresses,
boas, and little else. The gents were told to dress up,
and most came in suits and ties. The owner made good on
his offer and walked over to DisasterDiva to deliver her
Cosmopolitan on-the-house, apologizing again on behalf of
the bar - the White Horse.
Thus,
Butch-Femme.com Slut Night began in all it's glory. That
was about a year and a half ago. We now have Slut Night
about every two months and everyone is happy to come out
and release their inner slut - even on a Tuesday night!
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