What turns us on: Being invisible
Wed May 7 2008
Yes, I'm a lesbian. But know what kind of night out really gets me going? One spent with the boys—shirtless, musclebound men packed into hot, sweaty bundles on the dance floor—whether at an annual blowout like the Black Party or a small weekly shindig like Snaxx. At these parties, I get to lose myself in sexy music and a slutty vibe, all while remaining completely invisible to the guys who only see—and occasionally kiss, hump or screw—one another. I get to remain an innocent, omniscient mascot. Talk about hot.