Guysexual Vol. III: Performance Artists Can Awaken Stomach Butterflies

[Editor's Note: Meet our newest (and first ever) Homegrown columnist, who prefers to stay anonymous. Intrigued? You should be. Look out for a new Guysexual post every Thursday as our ever unreliable narrator talks about his escapades in dating and otherwise, proving that there really is no difference between gay and straight when it comes to love, sex and relationships, or who fits the bill when you know that things are so bad you probably won't ever see each other again.]

The Guysexual is your average guy-next-door who loves his beer and hates pigeons, talking about out-of-the-closet experiences of the third kind. He might not know the right spoon to eat his crème brulee with, or what colour shirt goes with a leather jacket, but he does know that there never really is only the One. There’s a Two, a Three and a Four, and probably more. It will work out with some of them, and sometimes it will not. Last week we met the rather bombastic Number Two. Scroll on to meet number THREE, the performance artist, as we kick off the journey ’50 First Dates’ style. 

‘Has anyone ever told you that you have a beautiful smile?’

‘Are you okay missing the World Cup?’

Words: If you haven't figured it out by now, you probably never will. 

[Maitri Dore, an architect by profession always had a childhood penchant for cartooning and illustrating. Apart from drawing lines, she illustrates for the Chennai-based children’s magazine, Gokulam and has contributed to other sites. In March, 2014 she won first prize in the contest 'Pictures Against Prejudice' for 'The Fist', a depiction of homosexuality vis-a-vis societal norms.]

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