Bitches who Brunch, Autostraddle style.

As I have mentioned before I love Autostraddle. I have told you about my excitement regarding A-Camp (lesbian/queer summer camp) that they have organized. Now I am here to tell you about another great Autostraddle event that recently took place.

It was International Autostaddle Brunch Day a couple of Sundays ago. I know, you are asking yourself  “what? why did I not know about this? why was I not invited?”. It is because you don’t read Autostraddle, yet. Get on it. Basically queer ladies all over the world amassed to eat breakfast food simultaneously.

I am totally nervous about going off to have brunch with strangers.

International Autostraddle Brunch Day (IABD) was too much fun, although a little nerve wracking for the shyish person that I am. But I was out to make more queer friends and that’s exactly what I did. I met up with about 15 total strangers who’s only connection was that we all lived in Colorado, we all read Autostraddle and we all like eating brunch foods. Who doesn’t though?

The first few to arrive, we met at the bar. I think it’s going to be okay.

Anyhoo, I met a bunch of really awesome, funny, pretty, interesting ladies and am soooo glad I built up enough courage to go. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not always shy. Just at first, when I am trying to figure everyone out, trying to sit back and take all the newness in. I can be really quiet and that is often misread as bitchiness. But I think I did a fairly good job of being open.

We just sat down. All the ladies minus myself.

We ate a Lucielles. It is a Denver brunch favorite with lines out the door all the time. So I had never been, mainly because I was worried that I would not be able to find any veg friendly foods to eat at a New Orleans style breakfast joint.

so many tough menu decisions!

I was wrong! I had a really great veggie benny, a super tasty beignets and a few delicious greyhounds. MMMMMMMM, greyhounds. I love grapefruit. I didn’t have the room, but I found out that the amazing looking biscuits were also vegetarian, so, next time.

Food! Booze! Queerness! Can life get any better?

so darn good.

feast!

We laughed a lot, chatted a lot and all got on rather swimmingly. I even got a Florence and the Machine (at Red Rocks!!!) ticket! I am still in a bit of shock about that. The gal sitting next to me said she had a spare ticket and offered to me. For Free! Like I said, they were all soooo nice.

We even decided to do brunch monthly. So next month we are doing brunch at City’ O’ City.

What I wore: I chose my super bright 1950’s shirt dress. It is an amazing print of orange, pink and white stripes with scattered white block print flowers. I paired it with black and white accessories. Like my black head scarf that belonged to my Grandma, my black patent wedges and my white basket purse. I think I got the dress at Boss Unlimeted. Though I have had it so long I could be off on those details.

um, Pockets. need I say more?

my new homos.

Yay! Queer Brunch!

Ciao, Torrebelle

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Trivia, geeking out in hopes of winning free pints!

So I go to trivia with a few friends pretty much weekly. We dont always go to the same pub. Sometimes the Irish Rover, sometimes the Brittish Bulldog. Anyhoo, we get a bit competetive and when I say “we” I really mean G. It’s always loads of fun, even when we do really poorly.

my go-to black ballet flats

Hair is off my neck, that is key.

Super cute summer purse. Possibly 40’s or 50’s, I’m not really sure.

G, she takes this seriously 🙂

I wore one of my favorite summer dresses. It is a super breezy, light weight rayon/silk blend from the 1940’s. I am fairly sure I got it at Boss Unlimited in Denver. I really love the faceted pink plastic buttons.

This is just a quickie. I’ve got a lot going on right now. I found a new place to live (yay!) because my land lord decided to sell the duplex I live in 😦  Sad day. I love my place. But I am looking forward to my next chapter. I found a great room mate and we found a totally bitchin place in the Highlands. It is only three blocks away from my favorite sushi place in town, which could be trouble for my wallet.

I get to move there in mid August.

Well, I hope you are well in internet land.

Ciao Torrebelle

Pridetastic, sort of.

So this weekend was the Denver Pridefest. It was the usual gaudy, sweaty, smiley weekend that it always is. I wasn’t sure if I was even going to stay in town for Pridefest this year. I ended up sticking around and tried to make the best of it. I had grand plans of attending an event each day and night of the weekend, but I fell asleep super early on both Friday and Saturday nights.

A little pride went a long way. My rainbow ribbon got me through the work week.

ready, set, go!

I did make it out on Saturday day. I milled about the festival, checked out all the booths and got myself a new hat (Goorin Bros. Hats, wool felt, can’t wear till fall) and new pair of tube socks.

Shoga was bummed he couldn’t make it out for Pride.

I wore a vintage 1960’s blue mini dress and my new white sandals. I put a red scarf that was my grandmas in my hair and donned my lime green tote from Cirque du solel because it has a rainbow strap. I rode my bike down to the Denver Civic Center Park and then walked up to a bar called Charlies. That is where the Denver Dyke March was starting. I wasn’t sure if I would be a spectator or a participent, but I ran into some ladies from the Womyn’s Circle (a social group that meets on Tues. nights at the Center) and they asked me to march with them. I’m glad they did! It was really fun. There were so many ladies and I was able to get a few good pics. Though, I realized that I am going to have to build up some of my courage if I plan on featuring other fashionable queer ladies on this blog. I did get enough courage to ask the bouncer at Charlies for a shot, baby steps I guess.

Two of the super sweet ladies from Womyn’s Circle who meet at the Center on Tuesday nights when I volunteer. The Dykes on Bikes led the 4th Annual Denver Dyke March.

So many lesbians! We were all milling about waiting to start the March.

I ran into S the receptionist coordinator at the Center. Love her, she’s one of my Mama Bears!

Break time! Another delicious Moscow Mule from Prohibition.

The lovely ladies from Womyn’s Circle, a social group that meets at the Center.

More Dykes on Bikes

waiting ladies.

our fearless march leader!

Just a passer by.

the bouncer at Charlie’s

So dapper.

Marching down Colfax ave.

These two won my most stylish couple award. They don’t know that, but they did.

The next morning was the big Pride Parade. I wore a black halter top (thrifted), a vintage 1950’s barkcloth tiki print skirt, my red vintage belt and my black “walking wedges”.

I met up with my fabulous co-receptionist from the Center and some of his friends. We watched the debauchery parade and then had ourselves a sit down. We did some people watching, but the heat drove us all off. I decided to go home and take a nap before going dancing on Sunday night.

My friend L did my pridetastic manicure. Thanks L!

watching the parade with C, my fantastic co receptionist at the Center.

love this skirt! so tiki.

best walking shoes eveer! by vaneli

I met up with a friend of mine at Climax/Vinyl to dance the night away. They have a really great rooftop patio and that is where we spent most of the evening. I chose to wear my 1970’s tropical pink dress, the earlier mentioned walking wedges and gray flowery head band. I wanted my hair off my neck and a super breezy dress because I knew it would get crazy hot inside of the four story night club.

On the rooftop at Climax/Vinyl. I love me some rooftop patio parties.
Photo taken by Britt Chester of the Westword

Super crowded rooftop madness.

some lovely ladies.
Photo taken by: Emily Driskill for Westword

View of the Rocky Mountains at sunset. Great way to end Pride.

All in all I had a good Pridefest. It was a bit lonely, but I still enjoyed myself. Sort of.

Homework and Volunteer Night

Okay, Okay, so everyday is homework night and once a week is always volunteer night, but I thought I’d share an outfit from one of those days. I volunteer as a receptionist for a few hours every week at the Center. It is Denver’s LGBTQ center.

www.glbtcolorado.org            check it!

It was important for me to find a way to give back to those who might not have the same kind of support that I have. It hit home when we had our weddings and I looked around and saw how lucky we were. We had so many supportive, loving friends and family and our guest list kept growing. Plus they all helped so much leading up to and the day of. That kind of support is priceless and it made me feel sad for all those couples out in cyber space that I read about that had no support. I felt really upset about all those young kids who feel like they can’t turn to their families (blood or chosen). So, here I am. I answer phones and greet the many visitors of the Center.

Dandy and I are finding that homework this semester is an everyday sort of thing. If we don’t do some portion every day, we start to slip behind. I am loving this semester thus far. My math teacher is a bit ancient but I like her sense of humor (I think I am the only one who finds her entertaining in the slightest bit). I am taking a theatre appreciation class as well, it is going well. Actually I wish I could drop everything and just take art, music and theatre classes but I suppose I will need the other skills I am learning.

Shoga gets really mouthy when we are sitting on the front porch, so I brought him out for a peek.

He doesn’t have the best eye sight, so when he comes out into the sun he just closes his eyes and sniffs. Cute!

taking a break from homework

I love the vintage buttons, the fun fabric print and the silk ribbon detail on the bolero.

the details, I love the details.

I wore a blue t-shirt, red HUE tights, my brown t-strap heals, a super soft 1950’s cashmere bolero cardigan and a skirt I sewed myself. I used vintage buttons from my grandma’s sewing supplies on the front of the skirt. Oh, and my little red bow headband that I think cost me a quarter.

Well it is not nearly so sunny now as I write this. We have about 2 feet of snow. I do have a short snowy blog on it’s way. Also I’d love to hear some of your stories about giving back to your community. Please tell me how you volunteer or donate and to whom or for what cause. Maybe it will inspire others to do the same!

Ciao Torrebelle