Sometimes I go running on the Mall and I'll notice a pair of short, fat, baseball cap/DC sweatshirt wearing wearing guys holding hands (not the same couple each time)
and I'll think to myself..."It's so cool that we live in a city where gay tourists can feel safe, out, and proud. It's also cool that two gay guys from middle America don't feel the need to comform the rigid gay male definitions of beauty."
Then I get closer and realize it's two chicks.
But hey, it's still cool they feel safe, out and proud in DC.