When I walked in, I swear the room turned silent and everyone stared as if they'd never seen a baby dyke before. We only had our hearts. I figured this all out in the early '80s, a good 10 years after I'd been active in the lesbian scene, which for my generation took place as much in meeting rooms and demonstrations as it did in bars. A Western phenomenon. We next investigated whether there were differences in profile membership based on age, gender, bisexuality, adult heterosexual sexual experience, or college education.
Every seat at the bar was taken by men decades older than me.
Future research may profitably evaluate both how patterns of development are consistent across gender and how social and hormonal factors shape sexual orientation identity development among men and women. I came fairly late to gay bars, since I came fairly late to alcohol, not until my mids, when job hatred medically required that I develop a taste for spirits. When I recently moved back to upstate New York, one of the first things I did was try to find the bar to show my partner. Transitions from heterosexuality to lesbianism:
I never went back.