I recently attended my niece's dance recital. The recital included a guest performer who was a respectfully accomplished professional dancer. He was male and mainly performed modern dance. I thought he was pretty good and in reading his bio I learned that he was a member of one of the dance troupes that my man and I went to see a year or so ago.
The next evening when having dinner, I asked a question about this guest performer. My sister immediately began to encourage her daughter (my niece) to explain how "creepy" this guy was...
"Show him how he clapped."
My niece then put her hands up to the side of her tilted head and clapped softly in an effeminate manner.
"How did he cross his legs?"
My niece crossed her legs at her knees and then folded her hands on her top knee with a prissy look on her face.
"Tell him about his jeans."
My niece explained that his jeans had a stripe of color below the knee and then were flared at the bottom.
"Everyone was laughing at him and making fun of him."
My niece giggled.
"I didn't like him at all, I don't why he was brought in to perform."
He was gay, and my sister and niece were sharing with me how creepy they thought that was...I was both saddened and shocked...
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