Crimson
By Leska Beikircher
The Gilded Butterfly is a sparkling rainbow in the rather dull nightlife of Anchorage. This sentiment may sound crueler than it is actually meant, and, coming from Seward, it may even sound belittling. But I did go to college in California, I have experienced the hustle and bustle of a busy city at night—the crowded bars, the laughter of parties on their way from one club to the next, the never-ceasing hum of a busy street even at two A. M.—it is without judgment that I look on the Alaskan club scene. Among the bars, clubs, and theaters the Gilded Butterfly stands out like a nudist in a library (it evokes the same reaction from some people, too). It’s loud, garish, colorful in every sense of the word, and above all gay (in every sense of the word). It’s the qu
