LeJeune sees herself inhabiting the huge gray area between straight and gay.
“Leave your man at home, relay stories on return,” reads their website, an invitation for otherwise straight women to indulge in their fantasy, even if they aren’t quite sure what that fantasy is. The ticket price is significantly higher than other sex parties in the Bay Area, which are typically between $10 and $65 – though are significantly lower than the thousands charged for male-friendly hedonistic masquerades.īut what LeJeune is offering is more than just a velvet-draped orgy – it’s a chance for women to explore the blurry line of sexuality.
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Full sex parties, hosted in private homes, cost up to $180 – which naturally weeds out women in less lucrative jobs, or those unable to volunteer in exchange for a free ticket. Tickets to the launch party and other “Mini Skirt” parties, like the one being thrown to celebrate their San Francisco launch, set the stage for kissing and fondling, but don’t encourage actual sex. LeJeune says the company accepts “the high majority” of applicants, while remaining “focused on building a femme membership of career driven women.” But she wouldn’t give more details about why some women weren’t allowed in. Before attending a party, women must join its network by uploading a full-length photo, disclosing their profession and offering proof they’re between the ages of 21 and 49. Skirt Club doesn’t screen out lesbians, but it does screen. “It’s taken me a lot of courage to… put my face on the front of the company that says, ‘Being bi is OK,'” she says. She asked that her privacy be respected – LeJeune is not her real name, though she posts photos of herself at Skirt Club events, and out with her husband on her Instagram page.
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She worked as a journalist and producer at Bloomberg TV in London, and in international markets as a branding consultant. LeJeune, who speaks four languages and is a certified yoga and pilates instructor, created Skirt Club in London in 2013 after taking a sharp left turn from her corporate career. LeJeune says that based on information that women give Skirt Club when they sign up, most partygoers have the same sexual inclinations as her, or are more heterosexual. Skirt Club is open to all women, but “very few” Skirt Club members are lesbians according to founder Genevieve LeJeune, who identifies as predominantly heterosexual, though definitely interested in sleeping with women – a two on the Kinsey Scale, if you will. I asked my girlfriend Courtney, whose shaved head makes her much more obviously queer than me, if she’d be interested in going. “When your man is not enough, seek adventure outside – where men are not invited,” the video urged. In the background, behind a table with a bottle of champagne, the curtains are conspicuously drawn. Glitter-rimmed mouths oh soundlessly, long legs circled with garter belts stretch into the frame, taut bellies emerge from black panties and breasts are suspended in BDSM-reminiscent bras. Hot, feminine women in four-inch heels with artfully mussed hair strut like models, dance alone in feather boas and masks, gyrate desirously and mount each other for suspenseful kisses. The result, at least according to the video on their website, was somewhere between Eyes Wide Shut and a Victoria’s Secret commercial. Singer Paulette McWilliams on Her Years With Marvin Gaye, Michael Jackson, and Steely Dan Skirt Club Founder Genevieve LeJeune had been to such parties, too, and was inspired to create a sex party where women, in particular, could focus on their sexuality “away from the prying eyes of men.” I’d never heard of Skirt Club, or a bisexual women’s-only sex party, though I’d certainly been to a number of “play parties,” where people across the gender spectrum did everything from cuddling to coitus. I received the invitation to Skirt Club’s San Francisco launch party on a cold Saturday in January. It’s lesbianism: our little secret, for women whose bi-curiosity has become too overwhelming to ignore. It’s “lesbianism” that lesbians will recognize, but have a hard time endorsing without some irony. This is the kind of awkward, lighthearted, lesbianism many women either had – or wished they’d had – in college. This is Katy Perry singing “I kissed a girl and I liked it.” This is an Agent Provocateur window display. The invitation to Skirt Club, a women-only, bisexual and bi-curious sex party, tells you one thing, loud and clear: This may be a girls-only orgy, but it’s not lesbianism as you know it.