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We went to the party, and, as I figured, some of the guests laughed and made comments. One said to me, “Do you think this is funny? There are kids here. You want them to see this?” Another said, “You want him to be gay?”  
And I stayed calm. And I explained to them the best I could that there is no correlation between kids cross-dressing and being gay. And if he is gay, it’s not because of anything I did. It’s because he’s gay. And maybe it’s a stage. And maybe it’s not. But either way, I don’t want him to ever feel like he wasn’t able to express himself because his parents didn’t support him. And some understood. And some, trapped by religion or ignorance, gave us the stank face. 
Plenty of people are supportive. They’ll see my kids — Sydney with her long dirty blonde hair, and Asher with his short dark hair, and say, “I love your daughter’s pixie cut.” When I tell them he’s my son, they smile and say, “I love it.” They also apologize for confusing his gender, but I tell them, “Don’t apologize. He’s in a purple dress with sparkly shoes. How would you know?” I know there are parents who get worked up when you confuse their kids’ gender, but I’m not one of them.
I get home before my wife most nights, so I was taking the kids out to walk our dog. They were dressing up in different outfits, my daughter treating Asher like her doll, as she tried various dresses, shoes, and headbands on him. And then Sydney told me she wanted me to wear a dress, too — “Oh my god, it will be so funny.”
I said, “No,” but she kept begging. I said, “People will laugh at me.” She said, “If they do, I’ll tell them to go away.” And I couldn’t argue with that, as I squeezed myself into Carrie’s most flexible dress. We walked the dog on our block, and the pleasure my kids took in seeing their dad go out of his comfort zone trumped the humiliation I felt.
Carrie pulled up to the house, and I saw her slacked jaw from the end of the street. She laughed. She took a picture. And she told me I better not rip her dress. And then we all went for a pizza.
(My Son Wears Dresses And That’s OK With Me | Seth Menachem for xoJane)

yo this dude is a keeper

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When we were strangers
I watched you from afar
When we were lovers
I loved you with all my heart.

But now it’s gettin’ late
And the moon is climbin’ high
I want to celebrate
See it shinin’ in your eye.

Because I’m still in love with you
I want to see you dance again
Because I’m still in love with you
On this harvest moon.

—Neil Young; “Harvest Moon”
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Character: Victor Frankenstein
Appears in: Frankenstein by Mary Shelley
Commonly interpreted as: Straight (or gay, depending on who you ask)

But Really: Victor has a close relationship with and later marries a woman named Elizabeth, an orphan who was adopted by Victor’s parents at a young age. As they grow up together, Victor’s feelings for her grow as well. He repeatedly describes her as beautiful and speaks of her “vivacity” and “sensibility and intellect”.

Victor is also very close to a man named Henry Clerval. He is portrayed as Victor’s closest friend, but it’s easy to see something more romantic in their relationship. Henry cares for Victor for several months after he falls ill, and travels alone with him before his wedding. Victor almost speaks more favorably of him than he does of Elizabeth; calling him “a being formed in the very poetry of nature” and “divinely wrought, beaming with beauty”.

Some queer theorists interpret the monster that Victor creates as a metaphor for his repressed homosexuality. But to call Victor gay is erasing the attraction he felt towards Elizabeth.

So, Victor Frankenstein is definitely bi/pan/queer.

Thanks to  for this submission!

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Marlon Brando and Marilyn Monroe promote The Rose Tattoo.

Those faces!

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Title: When You Were Young
Artist: The Killers


when you were young // the killers

he doesn’t look a thing like jesus
but he talks like a gentleman
like you imagined when you were young

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Hiked up to watch the sun set from Devil’s Point.