Hello, my name is Danni and I am… wait for it… a femme.
Shocked? Surprised? Blown away? Yeah, me neither.
The various revelations I’ve encountered along the way to discovering my femmeninity have been various degrees of shocking for me, though. For example, figuring out that “femme” didn’t have to mean “girly” and that I was therefore not required to conform to some uncomfortable (to me) standard in order to be femme. Femmes can be girly; they can be reinvented pin-ups; they can be hipsterfemmes; they can be Fifth Avenue classic… and among an untold number of yet more ways to be femme, they can be like me: a little rough around the edges, more than a little boyish when the moment strikes and yet, despite all the little idiosyncrasies that may not fit into a traditional version of femme (if there is such a thing as “traditional” when you’re consciously fucking with the gender binary and heteronormativity), here I am in front of you: 100% femme in my 100% me way.
And so, welcome to my new column! It is said to write what one knows, and I know tomboy femme pretty well if I do say so myself. Of what exactly this column will consist month to month, I’m not quite sure! But, as with anything that has to do with gender, blogging and especially FEMMES, I am sure that it will be a fun ride.