Can you spot the bow tie?
When I was in Tokyo last month I had the privilege of visiting one of our factories. This is where my company makes some ridiculously sophisticated stuff. I mean, seriously. I could not possibly explain it. So, I was delighted to fly to a distant island in Japan and zip on into a special place where no lawyer has been able to go before. One small step for Butch Jaxon, One giant step for Butches everywhere.
This is one of those places where you cannot leave dirt, hair, sweat, or DNA. I had to wear a special suit to visit this “clean room” environment. This means that two women helped me into a hair net (which is bad for the hawk), face mask, special suit (with double cuffs at the arms and ankles), a ski mask like hood, and special booties. Oh so sexy. After getting into my E.T. or Monsters Inc. like outfit, I walked down a corridor filled with air hoses to blow off any remaining filth and into an air-locked chamber before entering the clean room. Wow. What a neat experience.
After the visit (I could tell you what I saw and learned but I’d have to kill you), as the same women were helping us out of our special sterile gear, our guide offered to take our picture. I knew I had to do it. I donned the gear again, and of course, added my special touch. Can you see it?
It’s butch to accessorize, even in the toughest environments, and with the ugliest outfits imaginable. Be Butch.
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About Tristan Higgins, aka Butch Jaxon
I am a butch. This blog is about what I think.
If you do not know what butch means, you are probably on the wrong blog. In the interests of inclusion, though, I can tell you that “butch” means a lesbian that is big, strong, tough, more macho, less girly. Of course, there are no hard and fast rules – which is an ongoing theme in my blog (and in the comments), but those are the basics. A butch will most likely not wear makeup. A butch is often referred to as “sir” by someone who is not paying attention.
What else? I am, after all, not just a butch. I am happily married to the most amazing woman ever, and the mother of two fantastic kids. I am also a lover of, in no particular order, beer, bow ties, breasts, movies, hiking, bookstores, travel, dogs, geocaching, polar bears, the gym, music, gadgets, and more. By day, I am an intrepid corporate entertainment lawyer. Although I try hard not to be labeled as such – sporting a bleached Mohawk, for example. Think more entertainment and less corporate. By night, bring it all on!
In my blog, I talk about things from a butch perspective, but this is not just for butches. We all love our femmes. Please do not let me offend femmes, mine in particular! If you like what you read here, I hope you will comment and let me know what you think. If you do not like what you read, well, what the hell do I care? Start your own blog.
Be Butch.
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March 25th, 2013 at 4:55 PM
Super fresh. Life is at its best when you experience new and interesting things. While wearing a bow tie, of course. (I even stopped painting my nails to read and comment). Nice one! A
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March 25th, 2013 at 5:13 PM
I can only imagine what these super polite people thought of that outfit; not to mention your mohawk! You probably advanced women’s rights by a decade just by being YOU! I am going to picture a place full of the yellow bots from Despicable Me line-dancing so no need to kill me with details.
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March 25th, 2013 at 10:13 PM
Bowties are cool.
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March 25th, 2013 at 11:38 PM
Very nice. From what little I know of the wry sense of humor in Japan, I suspect they were delighted with your photo shoot. Hehe
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March 27th, 2013 at 10:26 PM
Making Space,
You are quite right! Thanks.
Butch
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