Amanda Gun

Originally from Sweden, Amanda has spent the past few years living in London and in Australia. If all goes to plan, she will get to call a few more countries home before she shuffles off this mortal coil. She loves big cities, pole dancing and selfies, and when she grows up she wants to be a circus princess/burlesque dancer/writer/makeup artist. One time, she met Mickey Mouse on a plane, and he told her she was pretty.

"No, I'm not straight… or gay": Coming out to new acquaintances

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“I don’t want to closet myself, but I also don’t want to be asked for the thousandth time which gender I’d choose if I had to, or if I’m down for a threesome”

Amanda Gun looks at the often complicated process of explaining your sexuality to people you’ve just met…

One of my friends recently moved to London, and is staying in a  hostel until she finds more permanent accommodation. She’s been hanging out with a group of boys who are also staying there, and while she thinks they’re perfectly okay to hang out with for now, she doesn’t really want to stay in touch – and because she’s not the type to shout it from the rooftops, she hasn’t come out to them yet.

That isn’t a problem in itself, most of the time (I am of the school that if you feel comfortable coming out, you probably… Continue reading

Screen-wiped: Where are all the bi characters?

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“Piper’s girlfriend calls her straight, and her husband calls her a lesbian”

As a child, I always loved reading. I taught myself to read when I was four, and then I read everything. At first, I wasn’t very picky; the back of the milk carton was pretty much as interesting as any book, but as I grew older, I grew more discerning (as you do). As a young child, all I was concerned about was how many horses there were in the books I was reading, but as I entered puberty and turned into a self-aware teenager, I wanted stories that represented me. Around the same time that I hit that magic threshold, I became aware that apparently, I was different from a lot of other girls.

I’d always been kind of different, anyway – I often felt a bit clumsy in my social interactions, like I was just… Continue reading

Lipstick bisexuals: When you just don't look "gay enough"

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“Femme bi women are subjected to a double gatekeeping where not only do you look too feminine to enter queer spaces, but if you do manage to physically get in, you are still told that you don’t really belong.”

In my misspent youth, when I still lived in London (so, about this time last year) my favourite thing to do on the weekend was to spend hours on my hair and makeup, getting super dolled up and then hit up one of London’s numerous gay clubs with my equally feminine Bi-FF. I’ve always been of the opinion that the best part of the night is when you’re getting ready – I could take or leave the rest, some nights. In a perfect world, your gender expressions should have nothing to do with your sexuality, but the unfortunate reality is that if you are more masculine than any given person thinks… Continue reading