I am what most gay people would call a FAG HAG. I've been in the gay scene (a.k.a. THE LIFE) all my life. Probably before I even knew what The Life was. As the youngest of 7 girls, you learn at the lightening speed of your older sisters and my two eldest sisters are lesbian. Now, while any straight person sees Gay (male or female) as just gay, there is just so much more to it then just that! Seeing how I am a bisexual female with lesbian sisters you would think that I would know predominantly gay women...SOOOO NOT the case! I would say that out of the very few friends that I have and hang out with about 85% are gay or bisexual; more then half are gay men.

My best friend that I have known for about 16 years is a gay man and I would have it no other way. He has been the one constant and support that is my rock in life. When I'm having issues and drama and drama and issues he's still the same. I wouldn't trade him for all the money in the world. It was through him and because of him that I've learned to accept my sexuality, to embrace everything about me, even the parts of me that I still don't understand. So, to me, it's no wonder that whenever I see any other gay guy in the street I just want to run up to them, give them a big hug and say "I'm your biggest fan!" or "Can I be your new best friend?"; even though no one will ever take the place of my current best friend.

Having said that; it's no wonder when you walk through any major department store through any cosmetics department every counter has at least one gay man working there. It's not because they are gay, funny or personable-even though they are. It's because they invite you 'in'; in to their minds and their perception of the world. When you ask a gay man "How does this look?" watch out mama, because he will tell you. When you ask a Fag to go shopping with you, he will. Then he will dress you up like a life sized Barbie doll that he has always wanted, one he wasn't bought as a child because he was a boy and boys don't play with dolls, except, gay boys do.

And when you ask a Fag about men-Girl, listen up!! He's not only speaking from his experiences with them, he's also speaking AS ONE. The fact that he is still a male seems to be an aspect that just about everyone seems to forget, sometimes even them. I've never really been drawn to the all out super feminine gay man, mainly because I'm a little rough around the edges myself and tend to be a bit too crass for them. But that doesn't mean that I wouldn't listen to what he has to say on his species. Their advice is better then any Dear Abby article I've ever read. By the same token, I'm not drawn to the "Homothugs" either. YOU know the type. The ones that wear Du Rags and Jordans to be more boys then straight boys, but are big ol' girls behind a car door or bed room door. The ones that love nothing more then to have a big ol' dyck in their mouths, along with a few other holes we won't mention at the moment. The type of Fag that I am drawn to is the Fag that is comfortable in his own flawless skin. The one that knows he likes boys and that can give me a tip or two on how to make my man love me more for my bedroom skills then my kitchen ones. Give me the Fag that is "OUT" to the world, even if not to his family. Give me the fag that can blow out my hair better then I can. You show me that Fag and I will be the Eternal Happy Grace to his confident overly immaculate Will any day!!