Fess up. No butch is 100% butch. We all lose butch points here or there. I have a Hello Kitty Visa card. Yes, that’s right. Hello Kitty. It’s pink and black and absolutely adorable. And totally un-butch. Or, is it?
More often than not, the woman taking my card freaks out about how cute it is. She tells me how much she loves Hello Kitty, or as I like to call her, “the Kitty.” She tells me stories about the Kitty. Why she loves the Kitty. How adorable the Kitty is. Shows me her tattoo of the cute little feline. Seriously.
So, I’m wondering, do I lose butch points with the Kitty, or is it a great hook to get to the femmes? Like the dude with the cute baby or puppy. You know, a chick magnet.
For me, it’s not an intentional hook. I really do love the Kitty. She was introduced when I was a little kid. There was something about that cute little white kitty with that red bow. Maybe it was that she was so perfectly drawn to appeal to a kid. Maybe it was the cute little toys and mini things that she was emblazoned on. I have always loved office supplies. Put a little black and white kitty on a pencil box, and watch out.
On the other hand, maybe she was the first femme I was drawn to. Think about it. She’s cute and girly! Always in a bow, usually a dress. She likes to bake cookies and loves sweets.
Maybe I’m still drawn to her because my parents wouldn’t let me buy the stuff. You know, make something off-limits and it becomes irresistible. They thought that the Kitty stuff was too expensive. I would try reasoning with them… “But Mom, I really need this school set in the pencil box for $20. I mean, it even has a mini-stapler!” But she was, wisely, unconvinced, and the school kit – complete with stapler – stayed in the store.
Now, as a grown up, I can buy that kit if I want to, but strangely, I don’t want to. Seems like a waste of money! I have instilled a love of Hello Kitty in my kids though, and will happily buy them toys and figurines. I might even sit and play with said toys and figurines if asked. My own love, however, is limited to my Visa. I think it says something about me. I like to have fun. I don’t take myself too seriously. And, if some cute femmes happen to appreciate me for my card, so be it.
It’s butch to like the Kitty. Be butch.