Later in the week, Tisha Floratos, the vice president of travel for Olivia, told me that she and her staff think about this a lot.

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As a heterosexual geography teacher with a love for motorbikes, Polglaze was an unlikely advocate for the cause. She was not a boy but a full-grown butch who, at 53, was confident in who she was and what she wanted. But even though there are plenty of trans and nonbinary lesbians, and plenty of cis lesbians (like me) who don’t think that “lesbian” should be defined exclusively as “cis woman who’s only attracted to cis women,” our identity still hasn’t been able to shake the sexist, classist, and anti-gay stereotypes of lesbians as uncosmopolitan boomer TERFs, sporting Tevas and cargo pants covered in cat hair. Lynette knew I was in a relationship, which she respected, and she wasn’t pressuring me to make any decisions — let alone major, life-altering ones.

Olivia was hearing stories about the ill-fated cruise that sailed in Mexico during the 2016 election, during which the women on board managed to find a Trump piñata at port on which to take out their anger and fear. I would decide that it was over, and say so, and it would feel like a sort of death, but it would also, I knew, be the right thing to do — so much so that I’d feel it in my bones. Word on the sea-street was that the top deck’s back patio, with its collection of cabanas, was a relatively discreet but still intentionally public place to hook up. I wanted to stay in New York; they were feeling pulled back toward the Mountain West, where they’d grown up.

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Polglaze would be brought on much later, and often he would be given both the prosecution and defence statements to work with, in the hope of creating visual evidence that might exonerate the client. But there were, in fact, a number of stereotype-fulfilling boomer TERFs on board the cruise — and plenty of lesbians whose policing of gender norms took more banal forms. This is a confession of a girl who had been laughed at and ostracised by her friends in college because they believed that she was a lesbian. From Dot Cotton’s Alexon coat to Mr Fish’s maxi-smoking dress, here’s a peek into the Museum of London’s Fashion City exhibition.I suspected, even early on, that I was about to break our most important rule of all: Don’t fall in love with anybody else.