Esmie Remembers: My night as a gay German

In this series, our “timefull” and monogamous writer Esmerelda remembers her curiously unexpected and provocatively delightful girlhood adventures. She started the night as a straight American girl. She ended the next morning as a gay German woman. The sun began to rise as I walked down Colfax Avenue, my pigtails askew and hippie-fab technicolor sweater […]