Well, maybe only three of the four myths aren't true

With International Women's Day around the corner, what's a gay man with an LGBT column to do? Turn it over to a lesbian of course! I could think of no one better to handle this painstaking task than one of the founders of Shanghai LGBT, Hannah. Here, she honors all women by clearing up some myths about lesbians in Shanghai.

Myth No. One: There are no lesbians in Shanghai. This is slanderous hearsay. Brother-girls, we must unite to bring all of our Amazon sisters out from hiding to defend Shanghai's honor as a proper lezzer town. Lady lovers are everywhere, just not always in flannel, so you may have missed us.

Myth No. Two: Lesbians do not dance. This one is actually true, we do what is referred to as the "lesbian shuffle." Optimally performed with a beer in one hand, this dance move is motivated by the evident desire not to spill any of our drink by moving too rapidly. The crowd at Red Station, however, defies this Sapphic stereotype and the dance floor is usually brimming with a young, local crowd. The tunes leave something to be desired, but the music, after all, is not why we frequent our local lesbian establishments, is it ladies? If a night of these radical tracks doesn't make us she-males get down on it, those right-wing pundits may be on to something: we're not human after all.

Myth No. Three: Lesbians do not like men. Who says? Perhaps we fancy female fellowship in the sheets, but when it comes to partying, the Shanghai crowd is pleasantly integrated, mostly due to the lack of regular clubbing options for us vagitarians. One can usually spy a bevy or two of bodacious bull-daggers at any of the gay bars around town partying with the boys. Shanghai Studio and Frangipani are particularly friendly spaces for females of the diesel variety, who can be seen regularly cajoling unsuspecting boys into listening to their tales of serial monogamy and fantasies about that hot dyke who was in town last semester.

Myth No. four: Lesbians aren't friendly. This is flat-out falsehood, folks. Perhaps a decade ago we avoided eye contact in public, afraid someone might spot us and imagine us only moments ago "being gay together" in our gay apartments. These days are in the past, my friends. Women’s day is upon us, let's come out and play.

Pete