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What gay cliche(s) do you fit?

I pay attention to small trivial things that I see and memorise them.

My friends even wonder how I can remember the colour of their hairbands.

Oh, and I like sucking cocks :D
 
<<<< Opera! Not much more of a stereotype than that -- but also I'm a man working in a predominantly female profession, I love to cook, and when I talk I have the gay (very slight) sound. Yeah, I'm pretty much a walking stereotype.
 
I'm effeminate. So effeminate, and for so long, that I taught my sister how to walk in heels and picked out her prom dress for her, that I take my Grandmother bra-shopping and help her set her hair on Saturday nights. So maybe I'm more in the Tallulah Bankhead vein than the Bette Midler vein, but still.

I call people "darling" (mostly when I can't remember their names).

I love showtunes, and opera, and disco...but what I really love is showtunes and opera remixed into disco! That's the bomb right there!

I can tell the difference between, and put a very specific name to, a hundred different shades of off-white. I know exactly where teal leaves off and aqua begins, and discourse at length on the subtle differences between delphinium and periwinkle. I will jump all over you if you call something purple when it is clearly aubergine.

I know the names of every major Western furniture style of the last four hundred years, and can usually tell if it's an antique or a reproduction.

Ditto with jewelry. I can spot a real stone at a hundred paces and have encyclopedic knowledge of vintage styles of both costume and fine jewelry.

My blog is liberally bestrewn with beefcake.

I have a rainbow magnet on the overhead bin of my cubicle.

I can't think of any more. But I'm pretty much a walking cliche. I accepted that a long time ago.
 
Not too many.

* I do this wrist-flourish when I point at things.

* I seem to attract straight women.

* I do exercise every morning, but it mainly involves me running around the living room. I probably should join a gym.

* I do like disco and new wave, but since I was a kid in the late 70s/early 80s, it was the "music of my youth", so I'm not sure how much of that is gay-related. :)

* I do drive a VW convertible, yes. But then again, I let my partner pick the car. My old one was a Dodge Neon with the rearview mirror held on with packing tape. :)

* I like sucking dick.

Lex
 
Alright time to confess.

1. I am a label whore.
2. I use day cream and night cream.
3. I use deodorants and perfumes.
4. I use Mask and scrubs.
5. I do not wear makeup.
6. And I am sarcastic.
 
I love musicals. I am pretty sure that's my only cliche.

:D

Oops, I forgot that one. Ah yes, I remember it well!

So maybe I'm more in the Tallulah Bankhead vein than the Bette Midler vein, but still.

Honey, I love your drag but your purse is on fire. (That's the punch line. If you don't know the joke you are NOT effeminate! :-))

I call people "darling" (mostly when I can't remember their names).

Darling, Captain Kidd did that. No one minded...or maybe didn't dare complain.

I can tell the difference between, and put a very specific name to, a hundred different shades of off-white. I know exactly where teal leaves off and aqua begins, and discourse at length on the subtle differences between delphinium and periwinkle. I will jump all over you if you call something purple when it is clearly aubergine.

A friend of mine wrote a parody of the Three Witches from the Scottish play wherein their spell goes
Beige spirits and puce,
Teal and chartreuse,
Only benign ones we here introduce!
Magenta and green,
Ecru, aubergine,
You who support us appear on the scene!​
Personally I don't know ecru from eggshell, but I thought you might appreciate that.

I know the names of every major Western furniture style of the last four hundred years, and can usually tell if it's an antique or a reproduction.

So we can expect to see you on Antiques Roadshow?

Ditto with jewelry. I can spot a real stone at a hundred paces and have encyclopedic knowledge of vintage styles of both costume and fine jewelry.

I've been known to wear a houpelonde with a coxcomb hood. Can you identify the period?
 
I've been known to wear a houpelonde with a coxcomb hood. Can you identify the period?

Sorry to butt-in. . . but that reminded me of a (very bad) old joke: "She has a collection of old rags at home and can tell you what period they're from." :)
 
I probably fit more cliches than not...

I'm neat, tidy, and I'm very organized.
I love 80s New Wave and I still listen to disco. But, like Lex, that was the music of my youth.
My favorite car I ever owned was a 1981 VW Rabbit.
Not much into sports, unless it's to drool over a hunky quarterback (hi Ronboy!)
I love mid-century Modern design.
I have my own silver and china.
I know the pattern names of my silver and china. And my mother's silver and china.
I have a china hutch. And it's full.
I have rings on the fingers of both hands.
Like Lube, I get along better with straight women than straight men.
I scored 6 (lean toward the gay side!) in the straightacting.com survey.
I'm a natty dresser.
I know what "natty" means. :p

And ... when I fall in love, it's with men. (!)
 
I don't really fit any now that I think about it.
But I do notice some.
1. I rubber neck to check out guys while im driving. I nearly rear ended another car doing that.
2. I'm a fitness freak.
3. I hate bad taste when it comes to interiors of homes and office space.
4. Still in the closet. Dose that count?

But I hate shopping, fashion, I don't know jack about Madonna. I love cars and sports, I cant dance, I have no taste in fashion. And I don't drive a VW.
That's just some of them.
 
I've been known to wear a houpelonde with a coxcomb hood. Can you identify the period?
No, because those are garments and, though I do have a fairly broad knowledge of historical costume, I wouldn't call it encyclopedic. In fact, I had to look up that particular piece... which, for those following along, is a late-Medieval/early-Renaissance outer garment (properly spelled houppelande, though the spelling of words before the 18th century was never exactly proper), and the coxcomb hood is what we would nowadays call a jester's hat.

But I see from my statement that I was unclear: I know costume jewelry and fine jewelry. I collect the former and drool over the latter.

Fastidious and precise
She's a killer queen.

;)
 
the coxcomb hood is what we would nowadays call a jester's hat.

Not quite. The coxcomb hood is actually a regular hi-ho, hi-ho, it's off to work we go hood, with a long liripip in the back and dags along the bottom edge. Kind of like this:

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The 14th Century of a backwards baseball cap is to put the face opening around the top of your head, and wrap the liripip around and around, then roll it inside. You wind up with the dags hanging down like a cock's comb.

I have worn this style, actually. (No, I'm not actually that old! Shut up.)
 

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i love musicals, and have the soundtrack to at least for of them on my mp3 player, and i know the words to every one of them. i have a slight feminine sound to my voice, and i can tell when fashions dont mix. in high school i was on the flags team in band, and my primary instrument is the flute. ill jump at the chance to get new clothes
 
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