I’ve often wondered why affection between two females does not draw the same wrath that that between two males does. It is not a new thing to see two girls walking down the street, holding hands together, or even to hear them referring to themselves with endearments, circumstances that do not raise any eyebrows.
But when males engage in such intimate acts, people will start talking.
There’s this girl in my faculty who always dresses as masculine as she can pull off – the huge boots, short and colour-sprayed hairstyle, baggy jeans and oversized polo, and instead to causing an outrage with her unconventional dressing, she got catapulted into popularity. Guys are either trying to befriend her or nail her. Continue reading