"I would not classify myself as lesbian, bisexual, bi-curious or any of the like."
I stand in front of the bathroom mirror gently curling my eyelashes, placing the finishing touches on my makeup. My goal is to look effortlessly beautiful, although three outfit changes now have me running about 30 minutes late. It comes as a relief to find my date is running late as well.
Preparing for any first date is nerve-racking, but readying my first date with a woman, my first ever same-sex date brought on a different type of nerves.
I would not classify myself as lesbian, bisexual, bi-curious or any of the like. I doubt she'd choose any of those classifications to describe herself either. When asked by friends, I opt for the more user-friendly definition, heteroflexible. I lean towards heterosexuality, but I will place interest into anyone I find interesting. In this instance, it was a woman. I was slightly nervous to share this idea with friends, but most didn't even blink.
Read the rest over at Uptown Magazine: Blurred Lines: My First Same-Sex Date
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