I love butch femme culture
I love dressing to the nines with my wife and stopping traffic downtown because people are open mouth starring at us.
I love it when the waiter puts my gin cocktail in front of my femme wife and then puts her neat bourbon in front of me. I wink at the waiter and switch the drinks.
I love being the only (young) couple who knows how to waltz at weddings. We put on a show.
I love how she looks in a pencil skirt. She loves my tie collection.
I love how she kisses me on the forehead while I’m fixing things around the house.
I love it when a man asks me a question about car mechanics and I refer the question to her, my car high femme.
I love that she puts a happy note in my lunch every day.
I love how she has my measurements memorized so she can buy me nice shirts when she goes thrifting.
I love how she still gets excited when I buy her flowers.
I love when she bakes brownies and she always sets aside two for me, her sugar butch.
I love how she inspires straight women to ask for more and expect more from their husbands/boyfriends.
I love being a chivalrous butch and worshiping her as my queen.
I love subverting gender norms/expectations. Anyone who knows us knows she is the boss.