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the three meet ups…


When we created this video, we had held three events named Female Masculinity Appreciation Society already. We have met up, arm wrestled, knitted, giggled and danced. We have had conversations and seen shows…we like FMAS A Lot!

See video here, with a soundtrack by Beyonce and Andre 3000: Female Masculinity Appreciation Society

On Friday we held no 4 we held meet up number 4! RVT was packed with brilliant people who totally got involved. On the dancefloor and with eachother….

One can wonder why we do like to do these events so much… Is it because we want to highlight an invisible and rarely celebrated group in our society? Is it in opposition to something else? Why are we not doing a Female Femininity Appreciation Society event? So far we haven’t but I think we will in the future, just because we can! When we are at it, why not use our sense of humour and continue having fun, celebrating that we are indeed here, queer and alive! The society are forcing us into boxes, gender stereotypes and ‘how to behave’… Wotever started as a WE DON’T WANT TO BE BOXED IN!!! We are this, that and everything inbetween… For all who 100% are happy as who they are, meeting up with others who do enjoy who they are is a luxury indeed…. and for you who feel like you wanna belong and be part. Please do! You are so WELCOME! Our Door is open for you!

And yes, we like it! And we will do more, as long as you join us!

Next Female Masculinity Appreciation Society meet up take place September 13th at RVT.  This might also be when we celebrate Club Wotever and our 10 year anniversary… so, it will be special!

Review: Mollena Williams at Wotever Stockholm

Former international Ms Leather, author and performance artist Mollena Williams is visiting Sweden on her whirlwind tour of Europe. We were lucky enough to have her on the Wotever Stockholm stage as part of the Stockholm Fetish Weekend where she had an incendiary effect on our senses, Here’s what happened…
Stockholm on a Saturday night can be a pretty miserable place. If the roving gangs of tanked up Swedish boys with their perfect hair and over inflated sense of entitlement doesn’t wind you up then the girl siting opposite you on the metro with streaky orange legs who is alternately crying and vomiting into a dangerously soggy McDonalds bag is guaranteed to. Fast-forward, if you will, through your arduous traipse through Stockholm’s hetero party district to a little Bar called Bonden Bar where a bunch of degenerate queers and perverts are getting saturday night just right.
Wotever Stockholm May 2013 Mollena Williams
While the theme of the night is ‘Slap and Tickle’ it could have been just as aptly named ‘My First Slap and Tickle’- perhaps warming up for the fetish after-party Deckadance- the topic of discussion centres around our first encounters with the world of kink. Mollena Williams, the main guest for tonight is relatively unknown amongst tonights attendees, most of whom seem more interested in parading around the bar in increasingly daring fetish gear and sizing each other up for later. However, as soon as she takes the stage the room becomes quiet. An orderly and perfectly silent semi-circle, that glimmers and shines with metal studs and highly polished latex has formed around a low stage where Mollena holds them in her thrall. Tearing my eyes away from Mollena for a few seconds I am amazed by the awestruck expressions on the faces of the audience- it is a very strange tableau- a room full of perverts carrying handcuffs and riding crops sitting around like kindergarten kids at story time.
Mollena tells us a story about one of her first encounters with submission and it is the kind of scene we are all sitting there hoping to have later on that night; a scene where time stops, where the world ceases to exist, where afterwards we can’t even remember half the things that were said but you know they were good because there’s a feeling inside you half way between floating and exploding. With the subtle power of a brilliant performance Mollena had seduced us before we even knew we were being seduced. As she described the act of kneeling my heart started to beat faster, and when she literally knelt on the stage in front of the whole room and just looked at us silently for what felt like forever but at no point became awkward my heart disintegrated into a million pieces. It was sexy, it was really sexy, and it was real and raw and so intense.
It takes a powerful person to get down on your knees in front of a room full of strangers holding instruments of pain and torture and tell them about kissing someone’s boots. Even more powerful than that is to infuse the telling with emotion, romance and anticipation. Very rarely is a performer able to utilise silence so effectively, to say so much without speaking, to draw us all in just with the power of her presence. Someone once told me that they knew a guy who once had a scene so intense that he didn’t play again for three years because that’s how long it took to process everything that happened. I thought about that after Mollena’s performance, she was probably on stage for less than fifteen minutes but her presence was so rich and intense that I know that I will still be mulling over her words for years to come, and even better; I was so seduced by the lingering sensations of such a memorable performance that I didn’t even notice the drunk people passed out around me on the train home.
Maxwell Zachs is a queer freelance writer and musician based in Stockholm.

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