I often get asked what is the appeal of having gay friends and also why I have so many of them. To answer it shortly, I love their company.
If we were to delve into it a little further, I would tell you that I think they’re funnier, more fun to be around and that a night spent with their straight counterparts (male or female) just isn’t quite the same.
And if we really wanted to scrape the barrel, I might end up admitting that I have secretly wished I was a gay man on more than one occasion. Hell, my CD and DVD collection proves this theory alone!
You see, I have been around them since I was a little girl and – if we’re really being honest – growing up, all I wanted was a gay best friend. And I wanted my relationship with said best friend to be like the one between Will and Grace. That special friendship with someone who loves you to the moon and back, would do anything for you and who you just click with. Kind of like a marriage – but kind of not.
I’ve started comparing my gay friends to being like a jewellery collection. There is one for almost every occasion or mood! And, of course, there is that extra special one for every day – he is the diamond. The rarity in the world and the constant in my life.
And what was it Marilyn said about diamonds being a girls best friend?
My Diamond is the most lovely boy I am sure I will ever know. Our friendship just is and it just works.
I have been to three Mardi Gras parades in Sydney (cried during the majority of my first one), a number of Pride parades, seen countless drag shows, been the only girl in the room more times than I’d care to admit, spent literally thousands of hours within the confines of gay bars and nightclubs.
I have had dear friends, good friends, party friends and people who I’ve loathed and who have hated me just as much. I have – not all at once – danced on a club stage in Sydney wearing a hot pink cowboy hat a flower hanging out my mouth, had photos taken with pink feathers pinned to my hair and full drag make-up, worn a shirt embroidered with the name of a very famous gay nightclub in silver sequins, decorated my car with shiny disco balls, had Pride rainbow flags decorating my room.
I think it’s easy to see that this is a community that I feel very strongly about. It’s my home in a sense.
It’s a community that has been my life for a number of years and one that I am defiantly proud of. I will argue gay rights and marriage equality with anyone who cares to disagree with me. I will protect and nourish my close friends to the lengths of this earth. I am a fiercely loyal friend and I have a strong maternal instinct. I have a lot of friends but there is a very select bunch who I hold extremely dear.
I literally believe that my friends are the family I have hand-picked for myself. I do not know what I would do without you. You make me smile, laugh and cry.
So I want to take this opportunity and dedicate my first blog to all my wonderful friends. I want to say thank you to you all – near and far. To the ones living interstate and overseas, I love and miss you. And to my Diamond… You are my world and my sunshine.