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It’s My Bag

March 7, 2015 by Jeff Weinstein

My old purse

My old purse

Ever since I came out, when I was a grad student in ’70 or ’71, I have carried some kind of small bag. My friends at the University of California, San Diego, may recall that I was never without my red, mirrored Indian satchel — until it fell apart, dropping random mica chips under the campus’s fragrant eucalyptus trees.

At the time, I occasionally wore bell-bottoms with lace I sewed on the cuffs and soft beige blouses, hoping not to get mascara on the silk: very hard to wash out. That was when the Cockettes

were kicking up their high heels upstate in San Fran; so I taught Marx and Melville in what was then called “genderfuck” drag. My students were too centered on surf to be distracted.

My new purse

My new purse

Now I have this cheap, clever indigo item I found at the Japanese store Muji, in a branch on Cooper Square in New York’s East Village, close to the old Carl Fischer Music building. Not to digress, but the last classical sheet-music purveyor in New York, Frank Music, closed yesterday.

So today I try to walk out of a big-box store, the one whose name makes most of us giggle because it’s slang for “fellatio,” having returned some organic butter that tasted like mastodon fat. The young person checking receipts was confused because I hadn’t a cart or any precious items in it and asked me to show her both my usual canvas “no plastic” grocery carrier, the one I had carried the bad butter in, and, for the first time, my other, little handbag.

I spread open the large, empty sack with a smile, but also inquired why she hadn’t asked the shopper who had just left to open up her small bag. “But that was a purse, a lady’s purse,” the youngster said.

In the space of a second, I lost decades. My face must have reddened, and my voice, always high, approached countertenor.

“Well, this is MY PURSE!” I was back in some brave march, screaming for what we then called gay liberation. I felt angry, big angry, as I did years ago. It’s the only time travel — except in dreams or books — I have ever experienced.

You are dead wrong if you think those dozens of marches, confrontations and arrests were ineffectual. They powered and achieved most of the change my husband and I enjoy now.

The poor thing; she hadn’t a clue. “The manager makes us ask this. You have to open it.”

“No, I’m sorry, I won’t.” I was calm again.

“Get the manager.”

A line was forming behind us of carts holding lady’s purses, some of them as big as the Ritz…Cracker five-pounder, so she became increasingly upset. A silver-haired man with what he called a purse was not what her day allowed. Yet she asked me again to open it. Of course I didn’t, and she gave up.

In case you’re wondering, this wasn’t one of my long-gone drag outings. Those clothes don’t fit. Just the dark, dark bag.

Dear readers, if you know what “Then hit ’em with your pocketbook, Stanley” refers to, you’re in my world and no doubt understand.

Filed Under: main Tagged With: big-box store, BJ's, Carl Fischer, drag, Frank Music, gay rights, gender, LGBT, Muji, UCSD

Comments

  1. Meredith Brody says

    March 7, 2015 at 2:04 am

    Lovely read as usual, with bonus emotional and political content! Do the right thing!

  2. BobG says

    March 7, 2015 at 2:23 pm

    I have just finished reading Janet Flanders” “The Victorian City, ” and in it she tells (page 417) about two young men who were arrested for cross dressing in the 1870’s. They chose to arrive in court for their hearing in full drag. Boulton wore “a cherry-coloured evening dress trimmed with white lace” and a wig with a chignon, and Park wore a gown of “dark green satin trimmed in black lace, with a shawl,” in a wig with blond curls. The crowd waiting outside shouted encouragement. The spectators in court loved the theatricality of the event, and everyone was disappointed when, in subsequent hearings, both men reverted to standard masculine attire (and beards).

    Nowadays everyone is so serious!

    • BobG says

      March 7, 2015 at 2:35 pm

      Correction: Judith Flanders, not Janet Flanders. Sorry.

  3. Meredith Brody says

    March 7, 2015 at 3:55 pm

    http://www.muji.us/store/bags-1/tote-bags/polyester-zippered-tote-bag-s.html

    Looks great! I may have to get one in navy AND in red!

    much love
    mer

  4. mithilaconnect says

    March 8, 2015 at 12:36 am

    Jeff , you still have that mirrored Indian bag in good condition ? It is almost 46 years ! You deserve a Preservationist award ha ha !!

  5. Bill Stern says

    March 8, 2015 at 5:45 pm

    Okay, tell me about Stanley and his pocket book.

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