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Reclaim, Reframe: On femme, burlesque, and the media

Last weekend I attended a screening of Miss Representation, a documentary examining the ways in which the portrayal of women in the media creates unrealistic standard of beauty, disempowering women on multiple levels. These images are used, instead, to create an influential consumer group of women who invest in beauty products, clothing, surgeries, and diet supplements in an attempt to meet these standards.

Watching the film, I asked myself how susceptible I am to this cycle. Certainly my femme identity adores my wardrobe, makeup brushes, nail polishes and hair dye, and the performer in me even more so. I enjoy mimicking an idealized type of woman and worried that this meant I was a puppet of advertising. I realized, however, that if I had asked myself this question 5 years ago, I would have struggled to accept my answer. Yet now as I watched the film I felt a growing sense of control over my femininity and presentation, both on and off stage.

When I began coming out as queer I was unsure of how to approach my gender. I knew I was femme- but I didn’t know what femme meant. Reading through queer-femme theory, I realized that, to me, a queer femme identity meant I was controlling my femininity.  I had a consciousness about what I was presenting and, although my tendency toward sequin berets remains unknown, I am in control of how I portray myself as femme. From high femme in spiky heels and mini skirts, to dirty femme in torn jeans and knit sweaters, each portrayal comes from a thoughtful process about my gender.

Burlesque is much in the same. We perform characters thoughtfully crafted and presented. Many of us perform femininity in a way that is well developed, a way that chooses the most powerful aspects of the female experience and highlights them. Although we may mimic images we see in the media, we are taking back assumptions about femininity and reframing and reshaping them to reclaim our power.

I once took a workshop with Scotty the Blue Bunny who said on stage we are in ultimate control. We invite, if not demand, the gaze of the audience and our consciousness of holding this gaze is what gives us power. Media and advertising pimp out the image of a woman and create a gaze to which we have not consented. Yet, as performers and femmes, we take back this image, redefine it on our terms, and choose the gaze we wish to invite. We are in power and we are fighting power- one rhinestone at a time.

Pushing Boundaries, Off Stage

Andi Stardust as Animal

Andi Stardust/ Photo by Green Le Fleur

Tonight my friend and I had planned to go out and get down on a much-needed date with the queer scene. Only problem: after a day of dental surgery and babysitting my friend was burnt. Facing the option of going out alone (and meeting some people I knew vaguely) or calling it a night, I felt myself crawl into the same hole of anxiety I felt when I first came out. Did I belong there? Would I be welcomed? Is it crazy (or cruisey?) to show up alone? Will I look like a loser if I dance by myself?

Facing these all too familiar jaunts at my, normally, healthy self-esteem I took a moment to really remember how it feels to be on stage, the music lifting me, the dance pushing out of my finger tips, and all eyes on me because I am dancing by myself.  I remember my muppet head, my astronaut helmet, my udder fans, and all my acts that have pushed the boundaries of sexy and remind myself that burlesque is pushing boundaries. Whether you take off a single glove or strip down to pasties and a g-string, taking your clothes off as art is outside of what most people are capable of. So why was it so easy for me to push boundaries on-stage but not in my own life?

I would like to think being on stage is wearing the ultimate mask; the separation between the audience and myself makes it feel safe to be vulnerable. It is easy to push boundaries because I tell myself it isn’t me. But, in truth, being on stage is the ultimate unmasking; when I perform I am showing people who I am beyond what they see day to day. The “separation” between the audience and myself is truly only a physical one and it isn’t Andi Stardust pushing the boundaries- it is me.

The Stardust part of myself is still teaching me, showing me, and pushing me. Tonight, faced with an old path or new direction, I decide to call Ms. Stardust in and let her take the lead. Whatever she is made of is mine, and let me tell you, when Andi Stardust dances by herself- she is no loser.

And then I started a blog!

I’ve wanted to start a blog for quite a while and here I finally am! I hope this blog will be both fun and informative for those who read it and will provide another perspective in the burlesque scene. I have never been a blogger before so I am excited yet nervous about this new undertaking. More posts to come soon! In the meantime check out the What is a Dirty Femme and About sections to find out more about this blog and what I plan on yammering on about.