A experienced lez informs it like it is.
In my own early twenties, We became good friends having a sassy, hilarious, sarcastic art school drop-out known as Hannah*. We had recently dropped away from art school myself and adored laughing with Hannah over just how mutually pretentious our “art training” was indeed.
“They kicked this 1 kid out from the system because he wasn’t connecting along with his breathing. Can you envisage telling your moms and dads you’ve got cut from a top theater school curvy naked women as you weren’t linking along with your breathing? ” We giggled to her over cigarettes and coffee the very first time we hung away alone. She roared with laughter.
“Yeah, well, I became told my drawing abilities had been ‘too good’—they weren’t ‘visceral’ sufficient, apparently. ”
It absolutely was friendship-love in the beginning sight.